Zayn Malik Imagines

red handed - part one

requested by @Harry1957 💓
sorry it took such a long time.
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Saakshi's P.O.V
    I slowly opened my eyes and shifted as I met with an empty bed.

    I'm pretty sure I slept with Zayn next to me last night as my head was on his chest.

I slowly got out of bed and walked down stairs tiredly, not bothering to change out of my pjs.

I walked into the kitchen and saw a new little sticky note on the fridge.

"Dear Saakshi,
I had to rush to work early. I wont be home until late at night, don't bother staying up and waiting for me. Love you.
Love,
Zayn."

The note said, I shrugged it off due to the fact that this isn't the first time. I made myself pancakes, and sat on the dining table alone, eating my breakfast.

   After I finished eating, I walked towards the couch in the living room and plopped myself onto it. I opened the television with the remote that was next to me and started watching.

  Almost two hours have passed and I started getting bored, so I decided that if Zayn isn't home then why am I?

   I hopped off the couch and jogged upstairs to Zayn and I's shared bedroom. I opened my closet as I started looking for an outfit.

  You ended up wearing blue skinny jeans, with a sweater as a top and long high heels black boots.

     You walked down the stairs again and grabbed you purse, carrying all your belongings for the day.

      You opened the door as you stepped your foot outside the house and started walking.

     You didn't know where you were walking to so you just decided to go to the nearest mall you can find.

-skip the walk-

     Few hours have passed and I'm still in the same malls. I walked out my favorite shop and was about to walk to the other but I spotted something - or someone?

    It was a man holding his obviously girlfriend's hand while looking into her eyes. But the man was oddly familiar.

    Soon the man turned around but not too much. He was still holding her hand as there was a smile plastered on his face.

    Just then it hit me. It was my boyfriend - Zayn.

    Zayn was out with some other girl cheating on me. I was furious, not just because he's cheating but also because he lied to me.

   My eyes filled with rage as I stomped my way to the couple.

   "Zayn!" I yelled catching his attention. He turned to me and a wave of regret washed over him.

    "Baby? Who is she? And how does she know your name?" The girl asked in an innocent voice.

    "Well, turns out i'm not the only one your betraying!" I yelled even louder earning couple of stairs from people.

    I heard the girl gasp as she let go of his hand and started crying, as for me - I wasn't crying, yet.

   "How could you?!" The girl screamed in a very loud and a high pitched voice as it was muffled with her sobs.

   "Yeah Zayn! How could you?" I said the last part in a not-so-loud tone. He kept quite.

   The girl turned around on her heals as she started walking away to god knows where. I turned my face back to him with a questioning look.

   "So? Do you any explanation why is this happening?" I asked, with no emotion on my face.

   He didn't say anything. He just stared at the ground, quietly.

   "Thats it. It's over." I said as I started stomping out of the mall. I still wasn't crying but I know that this thing will affect me some time soon.