Broken [Dark Zayn Malik Fanfic] *UNDER MAJOR EDITING*

Chapter Twenty Three: Dr. Moris

Zayn's POV

I was playing nervously with my fingers, waiting immpatiently for the doctor to call me inside. Yes, I did it! I took the big step and I decided to go and visit a psychologist.

Jenna was sitting right next to me, flicking throught the pages of a fashion magazine.

"Jen?!" I whispered only for her to hear it.

"Yeah?" She lifted her gaze.

"Are you sure the doctor is not going to judge me?" I bit my bottom lip nervously.

"Babe, he's only here to help you! Nobody's going to judge you!" She took my hand on hers and flashed me a sweet smile.

"Mr. Malik, dr. Moris is waiting for you inside!" The strawberrie blonde secretary called.

I took a last glance of Jenna and silently made my way in doctor's office.

The secretary guided me to lie down to the black loveseat, that was resting across the room.

A brunet man around his 40s bursted inside and sat on the chair next to the loveseat. He put on his glasses and examinated the papers that were scattered all around the wooden table.

"So mr. Malik. Zayn Malik?" He looked me throught his glasses.

"Yes. That's me!"

"So Zayn- you don't mind it calling you by your first name, right?"

"No, that's fine!" I shrugged.

"So Zayn, why you decided to see a psycologist?" He crossed his arms and took a serious expression.

"I-I...I think I need help!" I blurted out.

"Go on...."He motioned me to continue.

"Everything started that one day. Five months ago." I shivered at the memory of this morning.

"She is the reason I'm self-harming! She's the reason I'm broken. It's all her fault!" I said. My voice cracking in the end.

"I loved her. She was my everything! She teared me apart! I was so in love with her! When she said she wasn't feeling the same way anymore, I felt like I was betrayed. Like she used me. Like she never loved me. She had already found someone else. When she left, she took half of my heart with her. I didn't care about me, about my life, about anyone anymore! She was all I wanted. Everything I needed." I wiped a single tear that was rolling down my cheek.

"What about now?" He aksed, taking some notes.

"What do you mean?" I sniffled.

"How are you feeling about her, now?"

Good question! I don't even know how I'm feeling! Great!

"I...I don't know!" I mumbled.

"I see....Do you have anyone in your life now, Zayn? Like, a relationship or something?"

"I do, actually. I have a girlfriend now."

"So, how did you met her?"

"My friend, Louis was worried about me after my break up with Perrie, so he set me up with Jenna, my current girlfriend."

"How did you felt when you first saw Jenna?" He flew his hand to his jaw, rubbing it.

"Happy. After Perrie dumped me, I had no feelings. I was numb. The minute I saw Jenna, I felt happy and full of life." I smiled to my self.

"If you had to choose between Jenna and Perrie, who would you choose?"

And here it comes the point in your life when you don't know what do you want. I stayed silent, constanlty biting my bottom lip. My mouth was swolen. Words weren't forming.

How am I suppose to help my self when I don't even know who I want?

**************************************************************************************************************

Jenna's POV

I set the last magazine to the glass table of the waiting room, sighing heavily. I looked at my phone once again. Two hours! Two whole hours passed and Zayn was still inside. 

The door swung open and Zayn finally came out. He came towards me collecting his leather jacket and gestured me outside. 

"So, how was it?" I broke the silence. 

"Jen, can we not talk about this, please?" He pleaded. 

I nodded. 

The elevator's doors opened wide and a huge amount of flashlights blinded us. Paparazzis. How did they found out we were here?

"Shit!" Zayn cursed under his breath and lowered his head, avoiding the cameras.

He snaked his arm around my waist, protectively and leaded me outside.

"Zayn! Zayn! Please!"

"Zayn! Jenna!"

"Over here!"

They were begging for our attention! I snuggled further to Zayn's body as we exited the building. They all came towards us, mobbing us. The were pushing and swearing on us! 

Zayn's arm wasn't anymore around my waist and I was completely terrified. 

"Jenna! How is to dating a junkie?"

"Ew! You're such a whore!" 

"Perrie was way better than you!"

"Fame whore!"

I covered my ears with my hands as a tear slipped from the corner of my eyes.

"Leave her alone, you assholes!" Zayn rushed towards me and picked me up bridal style.

"Are you alright, baby?" He spoke softly to my ear.

I nodded and buried my head in the crook of his neck.

Zayn opened the black Range's passenger door and set my shaking body inside.

"They didn't hurt you, right?" He said as he climbed to driver's seat. 

I shook my head, fastening my seatbelt.

"Look at me!" He lifted my jaw with his index finger, making me to face him. "Don't even listen to them! You're perfect! You're perfect to me!"

A weak smile made it's way on my lips.

My fingers caressed his define ckeebones and I leaned closer to him connecting our lips.

One kiss. One kiss and everything's gone!

A/N: Ok before you judge me this was a filler chapter so it's not that big and interestic but whatever!

Vote/Comment and spread the world if you liked it!

Byeee :)