Imagine... (Zayn Malik)

Imagine #4

ZAYN'S POV:

It was now 3:00pm. Grace still hasn't come out of the bedroom. I don't know what she's doing. This morning and tomorrow were my days off. I had an interview later, but thatw as all. Was this the way I was going to spend them?

I decided after 6 hours of waiting to walk into the room and see what she was doing.

I slowly opened the door to find Grace still in bed, her covers covering her whole body. I knew she was still in bed for a reason.

"Grace," I softly said as I sat myself on the edge of the bed. I got no response.

"Grace are you okay," I asked her. I began to rub her back.

"Babe..."

"Don't call me babe," she responded with her face buried in the pillow.

"What did I do?" I asked. "I'm not gonna stop calling you babe if you don't tell me."

"Why do you care? Just go hang out with Perrie, I'm sure that's where you'd rather be."

What was I hearing? Who was this girl I was talking to because it's not the girl I'm in love with.

Her face was still in her pillow. I could tell she was crying because her back was moving up and down, but she wasn't making any noise.

"No, no no no..."

I got under the covers with Grace and wrapped my arms around her. She pushed them off of me.

"Do you know how fake all of these rumors are?" I was ashamed that Grace would actually think I slept with another girl.

"I would think you'd trust me."

"I try my ass off to trust you every day with rumors floating around me and surrounding me so I can't get out. Do you know how hard I try to ignore them? But this one is way too far. No one can't believe that you slept with Perrie," she replied.

"Grace,"

"Tell me the dead, 100% truth, Zayn. Please."

"Okay."

"Did you sleep with Perrie?" she asked me.

"No, of course not," I began to get a lump in my throat.

"Why would I sleep with someone else? I am in love with one person; you. No one else. It pains me to think you actually believe this."

She began to cry even harder. I tried to wrap my arms around her again, and she let me this time. I held her tightly so she couldn't escape my grasp.

"I believe you," Grace said as she laid on her side. Her back was against my bare chest.

"Good," I replied.

"But is this the last time this is going to happen?"

"I don't think so," I whispered. "But it's what I have to deal with if I'm going to be in this band. And it's what you have to deal with if you're going to be with me."

"Then," she said, "how am I supposed to deal with it?"

"As long as you know that I love you more than anything, it will be fine. If you hear something, come to me. I promise you, no rumors will be true, and nothing will be this extreme ever again."

She turned around and grinned at me. I still had my arms tightly wrapped around her so her body was pressed against my chest.

Grace felt my stomach and smiled. "All I have to do is look at you and your abs and I'll be okay," she laughed.

"My abs aren't the only thing, right?" I asked her.

"Of course not," she told me. "Do you think I'd be in bed for 13 hours crying if I only cared about your looks?"

"No," I laughed.

"I love you, Zayn," Grace whispered before she kissed me.

"Don't you have somewhere to be? It's 3:30."

"Oh right I have an interview," I said. I kissed her on the cheek as I grabbed a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and socks and jumped out of bed. I was in my boxers all day.

"Love you babe," I winked and ran out of the room. She got out of bed to get dressed and get something to eat.

Eventually I was ready to leave and meet the boys, but I had to check on Grace and make sure she was okay first.

"Are you okay? Are you going to eat? You haven't eaten," I asked.

"Calm, calm. Eleanor is bringing food over and we're watching your livestream. Now go, you'll be late.

I'm fine."

"Okay, have fun," I smiled as I pecked her on the cheek and ran out the door.

*At The Interview*

GRACE'S POV:

"Zayn," the interviewer said. "You have a girlfriend, yes?"

"Yes," he responded.

"Right, I'm not sure if you're aware but there are rumors of you and Little Mix's Perrie Edwards sleeping together. Perrie isn't your girlfriend though."

"No, she's not," his smile faded.

"Can you clear up these rumors to the people watching before something bigger starts?" the interviewer asked. Zayn walked up close to the camera.

"To all the Directioners, Mixers, and everyone out there, I never slept with Perrie. We're just friends. I have a beautiful girlfriend who I love more than life itself, and I would never do that to her. She is my one and only," he said.

Eleanor gave me a one-arm hug. "See?" she said.

"My man's better than yours," I laughed.

"In your eyes, love."

"And who else has girlfriends?" the interviewer asked the boys. Louis and Liam raised their hands.

"So Louis, Zayn, and Liam are all taken." They all smiled. "And their names?"

"Eleanor," Louis smiled.

"Aw, the boy's blushing over you El!" I said to her.

"Grace," Zayn said. Louis patted him on the back and he put his head down and chuckled.

"Aaawwwwww! Grace and Zayn, sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

I softly slapped her on the arm and smirked.

"Danielle," Liam said.

Eleanor and I both "awwww"ed at Liam.

"And everything is going well, yes?"

"Everything's perfect," they all said in unison.