Jenna's POV
"It's something I want...well, I need to tell you Jen!" Zayn paced up and down the wooden floor.
"I know you'll hate me and I might lose you, but the guilties are taking the best of me! I hate my self for doing this to you, but you have every right to know." He bit his bottom lip.
"Zayn, you got me curious! What is it?!"
"I....I-" He opened his mouth to speak, but a furious Harry came inside and caught him off.
"ZAYN! ZAYN! YOU CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!!!" Harry yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Jeez! Harry calm the fuck down!" Zayn covered his ears with his hands.
"They're changing them! They're fucking changing them!" Harry growled.
"What?"
"The dates! We have shows on 2 and 3 January in the USA! And we're leaving in 4 days!" Harry ran a hand throught his messy hair.
"What?! We're not going to spend New Year's Eve with our families?!"
"Yes Goddamn it! Yes!"
"We're going tomorrow over management to talk it throught, yeah?" Harry asked.
"Definately!" Zayn answered and with that Harry exited the room.
"So, after the unpleasant break, we return to our previous subject! What did you want to say to me?" I looked Zayn dead in the eyes.
"I was going to say...."
There was a long pause and noone was talking. The room filled with silence and you could only hear our heartbeats.
A heavy sigh escaped his lips and then he spoke. "I was going to say that I don't want us to fight and that...I love you!"
A single tear rolled down his cheek and made my heart sink.
"Zayn?" I breathed out and I walked towards him. "I love you too!" I whispered against his skin and I rested my head to his chest.
The only place I find safety.
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Still Jenna's POV
Days passed quickly and today it was the last day that I got to spend with Zayn, since tomorrow he was leaving for tour.
Spending New Year's Eve alone sucks! I know this for sure, cause I've been in this situation every year. Sometimes I got to spend these days with Christie but only when she wasn't at New York.
I was cuddling under the covers with my pillow when I heard Zayn's voice, coming from downstairs. I rolled out of bed silently and I stood to the doorframe.
"....Stop it! You have to stop it! I don't wanna hear your voice anymore! I don't wanna see you anymore!..."
He must be talking to the management?! Or what?! Whoever it was he sounded very angry...
"....I know! I know and I'll propably regret this for the rest of my life! Just leave me alone!"
He growled and ended the call. I moved further so I could see him. He was currently sitting on the couch rocking back and forth. Head resting on his hands. Knees supporting his chest.
"Zayn?" I called out from the top of the stairs.
Zayn's head snapped to my direction and he faked a smile.
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Broken [Dark Zayn Malik Fanfic] *UNDER MAJOR EDITING*
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