Mellisa’s POV.
I have never been so happy to see someone’s face before; Luke was downstairs in the living room. I peered around the door and looked at him, sitting there staring in to space, he knew he had done wrong; well he should do anyway, hitting a girl wasn’t a thing a grown man should do, a boyfriend’s supposed to protect his girlfriend, not hurt her. Him hitting me was his reaction to me telling him where I had been during the day and how I had came home because it didn’t feel right. I tried to explain how I never cheated, he was all I wanted. Not that it made a difference, he was so angry, I could see it in his face; he asked to see my phone, I agreed to let him see. I mean I had been texting Zayn, but it wasn’t anything bad, but he saw it a lot worse than what it was. He raised his voice, so much I was genuinely scared. He blurted out how he had been cheating on me himself, I felt so crushed. Causing me to scream back at him, saying things that I almost instantly regret as soon as they left my lips. “And you wonder why I met up with Zany, when you do things like that?” At that point I saw him raise his hand and land it on my face, everything in slow motion, the sting sent shivers down my spine. A string of sorrys soon following, pulling me in for a hug. As if it would make everything ok, as if I’d forgive him like that. I grabbed my things, leaving out the back door. It hurt to see such a beautiful relationship end like this; I felt at fault, if I hadn’t had met up with Zayn, none of this would of happened. I’d be at home, happy with my boyfriend. But I had to ruin it, I couldn’t be happy with what I had. I reached the corner of my road, to see Zayn standing beside Louis car.
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