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Zayn Imagine

You were having a normal day with your boyfriend Zayn, lounging around at home. You were cleaning the dishes when you heard Zayn stomp angrily into the kitchen behind you. You flinch when he slams the laptop on the table behind you.

"Zayn what's the matter?" you walk over to him.

"What the hell is thi?" he hollers at you.

You stare at the screen and what it said was true. Well, it used to be. It read, 'Zayn Malik's girlfriend, a cutter?' you look at Zayn who has teary eyes.

"Show me your wrists." He demands.

Tears strea down your face as you pull your sleeves up.

"Why?" he chokes out.

"Zayn, you don't ge-" you start but he cuts you off.

"No Y/N! Don't go there! Why would you do that?" You cry as he hollers at you and doesn't even know.

You look up at Zayn through blurry eyes and holler back.

"Quit getting so mad! You're my boyfriend! You're supposed to show support at me no matter what it is!" You yell in a cracking voice.

He puts your arms back at your side and sights shaking his head.

"Y/N I'm so-" Now you cut him off.

"No! Don't even! That's not how you should react to me cutting myself! Do you know how that makes me feel?" You scream

He has tears falling down his face as well when he shakes his head no.

"Exactly! So why are you judging me? You don't know the story behind these marks, so until you get your act together and learn hoe to show support, I'm DONE!"

You storm out of the kitchen, preparing to walk out on the best thing that has ever happened to you. But the best thing that has ever happened to you wouldnt be pissed about the whole thing. And that's something Zayn failed to do at.

You opened the front door, about to walk out when you feel someone grab your wrists. You turn and stare through blurry eyes and see a tearful Zayn.

"Y/N please!" he begged not wanting you to leave him.

"I'm not gonna stay here and just let you judge me like that Zayn! You got upset with me and you dont even know what caused me to cut myself, or why I did it or how long ago I did! As my boyfriend you're supposed to support me! Not blow up in my face! Especially about something like this! " you scream.

"Well those sure as hell weren't there when I left for tour" He says looking directly in your eyes.

You sight as more tears invade your eyes.

"I understand that you cut yourself and didn't tell me ! " he yells.

"Quit yelling at me! You'll never understand! You'll never get what I went through! You'll never quit bothering me about it and being a jerk about it! So I'M DONE! you stare into his big brown eyes, now filled with sorrow. Zayn looks sorry, but you run. You were done.

You ran out of the house, you felt so done with everything. Tears take over eyes and you feel a hand grab your wrist. Again. You turn and stare at Zayn. You both stay quite until you break it.

"What? You chase me to yel at me again?" He shakes his head and still had his grip on your wrist. You pull out of it.

"Then why?" you say.

" Why'd you do it?" he asks staring down at your writst.

"Are you actually gonna listen to me this time?" he nods

" The hate got to me" He takes your wrists, bringing each one up to his mouth.

He kisses each and every one scar you have.

" I'm sorry Y/N. I don't blame you if you want to leave. I'm an idiot." he holds your hands in his and rest them at both your sides.

"I won't. Just please, next time I need you, don't turn your back on me." you ask as tears still gaze down your cheeks. He wipes them away with his thumb and says "never again", pulling you close to his chest.

You wrap your arms around his waist and rest your head on his chest.

"And you promise me you don't do this anymore ok?"

"Never again" you say.

'I'm sos sorry" he apologizes again.

"Quit. I forgive you" You stare up at him.

He bends down and kisses you passionatly on the lips.

"I love you Y/N" he says between each kiss.

"I love you too Zayn"

He really is the best thing that's ever happened to you in your life.