Zayn Malik Imagines

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    It was one of those nights where your boyfriend, Zayn, was out partying with friends. He asked you if you'd like to come along but you kindly said no.

    He promised to be home earlier than all the other nights. He'v been partying everyday and coming home at like 4 am and you guys always end up fighting. But not this time, he promised.

    It's currently 4:30 am and you're waiting for your boyfriend to be back. He were slightly mad due to that he broke the promise he made.

   Half an hour passed. You gave up and decided to go to sleep.

   As you were walking up the stairs, you heard the front door open and slam shut. You were pretty sure that it was a drunk Zayn who entered the house.

   You wanted to have a word or two with him, reminding him of the promise he broke, hoping that he'll understand even if he's drunk.

   You slowly walked down the stairs and approached him. He was holding an empty bottle of vodka in one hand.

   "Zayn, where were you?" You asked as calmly as possible.

   "I was out with friends." He said slurring his words and stumbling passed you.

   "But you promised to be home before 4 am!" You said, making your voice louder a little.

   "Relax Amber. I'll be back home early next time." He told you.

   "You keep saying that but you always break your promise!" You argued.

   "Ok, I'm sorry, are you happy now?!" Zayn said without caring.

   "No. Not until you prove to me that you actually care about this relationship just as much as I do!" You yelled. You felt slightly guilty for yelling at your boyfriend for 5 years.

   "I do care ok?! Can't I hang out with couple of friends?!" He yelled back.

  "Of course you can but you should also hang out with your girlfriend from time to time!" You screamed tensing up.

   "It's not my fault you said no to coming!" He yelled tensing up as well.

   By now he was sober enough to argue properly as an adult.

   "Just because I said no to coming to a party that doesn't mean that I'M the one who doesn't want to hang out with my boyfriend!" You yelled.

   "Amber, stop being a clingy bitch!" He screamed making you take a step back.

   "Fine! If you think that I'm a 'clingy bitch.' Then maybe this sucky relationship isn't working!" You yelled. You didn't mean what you said but you said it. He was slightly take aback by your choice of words and phrases.

    "FINE BY ME! I NEVER WANTED YOU TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND ANYWAY!" He yelled at the top of his lungs.

   You didn't say anything, you just went upstairs and grabbed a bag taking all the necessary stuff, took your keys and walked out the door leaving Zayn there.

   Guilt and regret immediately washed over his face, but you didn't care. You just stormed out of the house and into your car.

   You drove as fast as you can to your best friend's house. Staring to tear up on the way.

   Now you're standing right in front of your best friend's house, sobbing. You knocked on her door and it opened and revealed a sleepy looking Y/B/F/N.

   She saw how a mess you looked and immediately grabbed you by the arm and took you inside to the living room.

   You sat down on the couch and she sat next you. "Amber? Are you ok?" She asked.

   You didn't say anything. You just continued crying. She embraced you in a hug and offered you to sleep at the guest room.

   You just nodded before you heard another knock on the door.

   Both of you got up and went to open the door together. You then saw a tall figure of a male person, with devilish hair and tear stained cheeks. Zayn.

   Y/B/F/N went to close the door but Zayn stopped the door for stopping.

   "Amber, can I talk to you please?" He said looking at you.

   "No." Your best friend answered instead.

   "I did not talk to you." He said, "Please Amber." He said now looking at you.

   You nodded not saying any word yet, your best friend let you go and you walked outside the house.

   "What do you want?" You simply asked.

   "Listen Amber, I know you're mad but I came here to apologize. I realized that what I've done was bad. I love you and I don't ever want to loose you. Could you please forgive me?" He said honestly, looking at you with hope in his eyes.

   It was like you had this Stockholm Syndrome, you just had to forgive him. You knew you couldn't live without him, so you had to take him back one way or another.

   He then embraced you in a hug and then you guys shared a passionate kiss.

    "I love you Amber. More than anything." He said pulling out of this kiss and looking into your black colored eyes.

   "I love you too."

A/N
I think this is like the longest chapter on this whole book lol.
Anyways this imagine us for the lovely @DemiIsLife123 I hope it was good, and I also hope you enjoyed reading this my readers.❤️