Surrounded * Zayn Malik * Completed

Chapter 29

*Zayn's POV*

As I watched her fell onto the bed. Tears started steaming down fast on my face. What the fuck have I done. I got up and started go mental like punching the wall and me. I might've looked stupid but I don't care. I hurt someone who I loved so much. I looked at her neck. Blood every where on her bed. I paced back and forth on the bed. She could be up tonight. Harry can't do this, He can't reverse her back unless she's mirrored. I dig my hands to my hair and started shaking. I slowly got up. I feel so worthless right now. I feel weak and angry with myself. I wish I could have went out instead of trying to control myself.

*Jessie's POV*

I recognized a voice. "Mom?" I said, Every thing was so black I couldn't see anything. Why do I feel so sore on my neck? Where's Zayn. "Zayn!" I shouted. It seems like my eyes are open but everything is just so black. Then I felt so in, like you know like you feel like you're an outcast. I feel so out. Like I feel weak and I feel so fast kind of. I know this may sound silly but I think I'm running by the way I'm stood as.

Then I opened my eyes. Seeing Zayn on the bed shaking. I couldn't say anything as I heard what he was saying. My neck felt sore then I remembered. I put my head back on the pillow and tears steamed down my face. Did he really change me? I felt sore on my neck and I felt so thirsty. "I can't fucking believe myself." He whispered. I softly moved on the bed and wrapped my arms around him. He shook. He quickly got up. "Jessie?" He said. I weakly smiled. I was still sore but at least we got over it. "Jessie, I'm so fucking sorry." He said tears started to steam down his face. I quickly moved for the first time. I got closer to him. I put my hand on his cheek. I kissed him on the cheek. "It's ok." I said, I felt so moody.

"I'm never gonna stop hating myself for what I did, You were out for like 13 hours and I stayed here laying on the bed with you." He said, Tears are still forming in his eyes. I hated seeing him like this. "It's ok." I whispered. Then Zayn snapped. "No It Isn't!" He said, I took a deep breath. I roughly pull him on the bed as I was on top of him. I pressed my lips onto his, "I mean it Zayn," I said breaking the kiss. We both opened our eyes and he eyes were back to hazel. "Your eyes are so red." He mumbled. I looked at him and peck his lips.

"I love you Zayn."

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N: This is a short filler. x