Broken [Dark Zayn Malik Fanfic] *UNDER MAJOR EDITING*

Chapter Five: All I want is the taste that your lips allow

Zayn's POV

It's been over a week and after the 'incident' and the whole hospital situation and I was trying so hard not to cut again. Jenna is being really supportive to me ever since and we hang out a lot lately. She's a great person, considering the fact she's been helping someone she just met. Thankfully, the boys didn't seem to understand anything, except from Niall, whom last time I caught him looking intesintly my wrist but I quickly covered it up.

Today it was a day off, but all of the boys seemed to be having plans with their girlfriends, well except me. Louis and Eleanor were supposed to visit Jay, Louis' mom, Liam and Morgan were about to spend some time at home together, Harry and Tulisa were going to the movies and Niall and Jasmine were about to go on a romantic dinner. I collapsed on the sofa turning the tv on surfing through the channels but nothing seemed to catch my attention. I turned off the tv and I lit up a cigarette. The thick grey smoke harmed my lungs and burnt my throat in each drag. I threw my head back and I let out a loud sigh reaching for my phone and I dialed Jenna's number.

"Hello?" A soft, angelic voice spoke from the other line.

"Hey Jen. It's me, Zayn." I spoke with a small smile forming on my lips.

"Oh hey Zayn." Her voice seemed more enthusiastic this time.

"Well, I'm home alone, bored and I was wondering if you have plans for tonight." I bit my bottom lip, hoping that she's going to say 'no'.

"Actually, no. I was studying for college, but it can wait."

"Great!" My face lit up in excitment. "There's this new italian restaurant in the town and I was thinking that maybe we could go out for dinner and then for a walk. What do you think?" I asked unsure.

"Yeah. I love italian food. Are you going to pick me up or we'll meet there?"

"I'll pick you up. I was thinking around 8... Is that ok?" I trailled off.

"Yeah it's fine. Ok see you later, Zayn." She giggled and made a kiss sound.

"Bye Jen." I chuckled.

I threw my phone across the couch and I rushed to the bathroom. I let my clothes slip down my body and I jumped into the shower, the hot water hitting my cold body, making me shiver. I grabbed the sampoo and I started massaging my jet black hair, humming to some random tunes. After I was done, I wrapped the white towel around my waist and I stood in front of the mirror, starring at my reflection. My eyes were red and the scars on my wrist were still obvious. I shouldn't have drunk that much yesterday, I thought to myself and I shook my head. I walked to my room and I started getting ready.

Jenna's POV

After Zayn hung up, I picked up the books and the notebooks from the couch and I placed them on my desk. I rushed to the bathroom stripping off my clothes and I slipped into the shower. After I was done showering I went to my room trying to find something decent to wear for tonight. I slipped into my black panties and matching bra and I let my wet long chestnut hair fall down to my shoulders. I blowdried them and I applied a thin layer of foundation and mascara, just to light up my eyes, completing the look with a pink shade of lipstick on my lips. Once I was done with my makeup and hair, I got dressed to a black dress which kissed my curves perfectly and stopped right above my knees. I pulled out my black pumps and I slipped into them, grabbing my purse before rushing downstairs. A soft knock on the door stopped me dead in my trucks and I walked towards the front door swinging it open.

Zayn was leaning on the door frame and his plump lips were formed into a smirk when he saw me. His jet black hair was styled in a perfectly made quiff and his white t-shirt was revealing his toned tattooed chest.