Imagine:
You just got home from a tiring day at work. Your boss has been a huge jerk to you. All you wanted to do is spend a cuddling session with your loving boyfriend, Zayn. You got in the house and saw him but he wasn't also happy and he looked angry.
"What is this?!?" He asked furiously as he threw the magazine at you. You looked at the magazine and saw an article of you "cheating on Zayn" and there you saw a picture of you and your cousin hanging out last night..
"Zayn let me expl-." "I've had enough of your bullshit (Y/N). You think you can just lie your way out of this?!?" He yelled, throwing the magazine down on the table.
"It's not what you think just let me explain." You said but he was still angry and soon he kept throwing stuff around the house.
"Why would I listen to a two timing whore like you?!?" He said as he kept throwing stuff around the house then one thing caught his eye and he smirked and your eyes widen.
"Zayn, no. Please that's the vase that my grandmother gave me before she died." You cried but he threw the vase in front of you as the vase cracked into pieces. You were starting to get scared of him and you were starting to think that he's gonna hit you so you started to back away.
"Look what you made me do! Look at it!" He yelled, pointing at the broken vase as you burst into tears. You ran upstairs and you quickly started stuffing your clothes in a bag. While you were packing you saw Zayn come in and you froze, looking scared.
"Please don't hurt me. I didn't cheat on you. The guy was my cousin and I would never cheat on you. Just please don't hurt me." You said, tears falling down from your face. You looked at him and you saw guilt and sadness in his face then he came up to you and tried to hug you but you backed away, scared that he might hit you.
"Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you and I'm sorry for thinking that you would cheat and for insulting you. I was so stupid then. How could a faithful girl like you cheat on me? I'm really sorry for how I acted back there. Just please don't leave me." He said looking at you desperately and you sighed.
"I'm sorry, but if you don't even trust me then I can't be in this relationship with you." You quickly grabbed your bag then made your way out of the door with Zayn running up to you.
You kept on running and running until you ran out of breath. You sat on the nearest bench you saw. There was no ride for you to get home and there's nowhere for you to stay. Suddenly, you heard a loud crashing sound. Droplets of rain poured down on you. Great. Your clothes were soaking wet and you were shivering at the cold temperature.
You soon felt something soft wrap around you. It was a dark coloured jacket and it looked pretty familiar.
"(Y/N), love, please come home." Someone said. You flinched ,turning back only to see Zayn.
"No, leave me alone." You muttered, turning away from him.
"Please, I don't want to worry about you. We don't have to sleep in the same bed. You can sleep on mine and I'll stay in the guest room. Just please come home with me." He begged. You saw a tiny droplet from his eyes. You weren't sure if he's tearing up or because of the rain.
"Alright, fine." You mumbled and taking your damp bag with you. He took it from you then put it in the trunk of his car. He then opened the passenger's seat for you as you got in.
"Here." You said, handing him his jacket.
"It's fine. You can keep it." He replied.
You remained silent the whole time and so did Zayn. You took a warm shower when you got home then got changed to your remaining clothes that were left in your flat. Then went to your bed. He gave you an extra pillow and a warm blanket. As soon as he was about to walk out the room, you stopped him.
"Yes? Y-you need anything else, darling?" He asked.
"Please stay here with me." You said softly.
A smile crept up on his face then rushed to you, taking the other side of the bed. "I love you, (Y/N)."
"I love you too, Zayn."
