This isn't much of a boyfriend girlfriend chapter but it'll be a little sad.
Zayn's POV
Darkness was the only word to describe my past week. My days with y/n have come to an abrupt end and my life has carried itself out in the dumps. I don't have the slightest idea why our end came so soon. Her words were that she had her motives and kept promising me that it had nothing to do with an affair. With a tear in her eye she left me for "good reasons".
Ive tirelessly stared at the pictures we took only a week ago. Our smiles were so genuine, or so I thought. I cant help but think that in this moment captured in this picture she wasn't happy and I wasn't doing my job. I let her down in some way and I never took the time to ask or investigate. All those hours we spent on the phone talking about our future and how fortunate we were to have one another meant something only to me?
My world has crumbled down to my feet in a matter of days and as much as I wish I could run into her arms so she could tell me 'everything will be alright,' I cant, not anymore anyway. I need to see her and I need an explanation or at least to say my goodbye.
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My body rolls out of bed and lands on its weak knees. Its like all life has left my body and all I am is a hollow corpse. I grab my soiled shoes, ruined by the rainy day I heard the news and my coat, the one wet with all my tears.
The day outside my sadness was still as grey as I left it. Normally this would be so calming to me. The rain, the sky. But now all they do is remind me of my current state. My feet carry me to my car where I drive 15 minutes to y/n's. Her home now looks different, almost completely different. It used to be vibrant and beautiful as if her happiness and her personality was reflecting off of it and now it reflects mine. My watch says 8:00 p.m and I cant help but consider turning around, running and never coming back. The puddles on her driveway lead me to the door, one ive opened and closed many times. Before I can pull back, I knock three times.
It takes a while for the door to be opened but finally, the door knob twisted. My heartbeat was 10 times faster and a small surge of life went through me. There she was, looking at me. Not as she used to. "Zayn", she croaked. Her eyes were red and her hair was messily put up. Black trails led down her cheeks and I can only hope she regret her decision.
"I needed to see you." my voice cracks as I fight the lump in my throat.
"I don't think this is a good time, Zayn," her eyes close. I cant let her go this easily.
"there is no other time, y/n!" I take a deep breath, "i need this now. Ive been dead this whole week. You think I could wait another minute? My life, my world has been flipped upside down and I have no way to fight anymore. " Her expression softened and I swear I saw the smallest glimmer in her eyes, one only I can give her er- could.
"You know what? Because you want to know so badly, ill tell you!" She crossed her arms over her long sleeve white shirt covered in black makeup.
"Zayn, theres someone else. There HAS been for a while, I just never could bring myself to tell you. I know it was wrong for me to have done this and believe me, the guilt consumed me and just destroyed me which is why I said and did this. You chose to hear it this way and I didn't want you to. If you would have given the situation time and my space, id have let you down easy. I would have told you in a way you could understand but you-" She looked down in defeat as a tear slowly fell to the ground at the same time my heart did. Emptiness took over the darkness quickly and I soon became completely numb. Everything was being pulled from right under my feet and I'm not strong enough to break my fall this time.
"Its all true," she continued, "so now, you can run and tell your friends, the whole school, your co-workers that y/n cheated on you for a long time and has moved on."
"No." In this moment, my brain couldn't focus on one thing. How many times has she called someone to love her after me? How many times has she been made happy by someone other than me? Countless, I bet, and I was blind to it all. "I wont tell anyone anything. I wont spread rumors, or anything because I respect you, so fucking much. My whole existence you controlled and you don't see it. I care about you so much but I hope you realize eventually that living with regret is far more painful than being the skank of the school. I wish you the best, y/n, I mean it."
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HELLO EVERYONE! Today is Christmas and I just wanted to wish everyone a MERRY CHRISTMAS to those who celebrate it. THAK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT!

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RandomZayn Malik imagines inspired by his debut album, MIND OF MINE. Enjoy. √