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

Chapter Six: Meet my girlfriend, Jenna

Zayn's POV

The alarm went off making my eyes shoot open. I cursed under my breath and my hand reached for it shutting it off. I stayed at the bed for a while, under the warm covers cuddling with my pillow. A heavy sigh escaped my lips knowing that I had to get up and I rolled out of bed. My half naked body shivered when the cold air of the house hitted it. I dragged myself to the bathroom and I lit the lights up. I stood in front of the mirror staring at my reflection on the mirror. Damn I look horrible! Black circles were forming underneath my hazel eyes and my hair was messy.

'Fuck'

I stripped off my clothes and I jumped into the shower. The hot, steamy water relaxed my muscles and ran down my body. I ran my fingers through my hair and down my chest. I grabbed the sampoo and I massaged my hair. The pepermint escence filled the air and a few minutes later I was done showering. I wrapped the towel around my waist and I hopped out. I was searching for my cologne to my cabinet but my eye dropped to the tiny shinning, thing behind it. The razor. It's been a while since I had found comfort on it, remembering the bad memories making me feel uneasy. I was looking at it for a quite long time, examinating every angle of it. I pushed the bracelets back from my left wrist and I saw the scars on my hand. 'Should I do it?' Having the blade to my hands was really tempting, I won't lie. I bit my lower lip and I closed my eyes. My heartbeat went faster and I could feel the blood pumping through my veins. 

"NO!" I shouted and I threw the razor away. I buried my head to my hands and I began sobbing again kneeling down the bathroom floor. I brought my knees to my chest burying my head to my arms letting a few tears slipped from the corner of my eyes. I can't do this again. I pushed myself to get up wiping away my tear stained eyes and took a deep breath trying to pull myself together as I began getting ready for the day.

A couple of hours later, I finally made it  to the studio.

"You're late!" Mark the director, spoke to me.

My eyes filled with guilt and I lowered my head.

"Sorry. It won't happen again, Mark." I said and I walked into the grey room. The boys were already in there and Harry smirked at the sight of me.

"What?" I spatted.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Harry asked.

"Tell you what?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"About Jenna!" Liam almost yelled.

"What about Jenna?" I asked comfused.

"Oh please! You should have told us that you two are dating." Louis rolled his eyes and flew a magazine to my lap.

On the cover, it was a photo of me and Jenna holding hands while we were walking on the shopping streets of London. I flipped the pages trying to find the article. Inside, there were more pictures of me and Jenna and one of us kissing. Truth is that since our first date, me and Jenna were hanging out a lot spending way to much time with each other. It has been two weeks, but we never said that we were officially together.

"We're not dating. I mean not officially" I threw the magazine to the nearest coffee table.

"But you were eating her face out in that pic!" Louis mimicked my tone. "Oh yeah, you're not dating." He said sarcastically air quoting his words.

"Shut up Lou." I chuckled combing my hair with my fingers.

"Ok, I think that you have to introduce her to us" Liam shuggred nonchalantly not taking his eyes off his phone.

"What?! No! Not yet!" I yelled. 

"Too late! I've already sent messages to Eleanor, Jasmine, Morgan and Tulisa to get ready cause we have a dinner to attend tonight" Harry gave me a toothy smile holding his phone on his hands.