My Y (A Zayn Malik Fanfiction) *Completed*

Yet another lie

'Once I catch you in a lie, it makes me question everything you say..'

Listen to Feels By Kiiara for this chapter.

Zayn POV

I didn't know what was more heart wrenching, seeing Jess astounded with her fearful questioning looks or watching Clarke looming over me with all her bitchy smirks. Clarke was the same old chick I met at the club. Looking at her reminded me of how Lou persuaded me that night to change myself to what I was before. It reminded me of how he told me to forget about Jess and start over everything. I wanted this night to be everything beautiful not everything disastrous and this was entirely not possible with my dreadful past standing in my  beautiful present.

'Hey Clarke. How's it going..'
I quickly stood up, engulfing her into a never wanting hug.

'Hii. New prey?'
She proved herself yet to be another bitch while I watched Jess pretty inquisitive over the whole thing going on from the corner of my eye..

'Clarkeee. You're such a dork. Again those inside jokes!'

I laughed partially at her serious face with not even a cringe appearing and partially at my own comment. I didn't knew something so terrible would come out for the cover up. Before she could open her shitty mouth again, I made my next move.

'Jess this is Clarke. My high school friend. She's actually an amazing person and yeah she calls me attacker by fun. Isn't that cool?'

Jess nodded. I snubbed myself for snapping out real quick and practically took much for an introduction. Jess stood up and met Clarke with that beautiful smile of hers.

'Clarke. How did you get that?'

My attention diverted from Jess to her fingers pointing at something terrifically hideous on Clarke's cheekbone. My heart started racing promptly, I could hear the obnoxious beats out. It was a bruise I gave her. It was exposed and brutally extended. That part on her skin was what represented me. My inner inhuman, my inner bad. Sweat piled up over my forehead and I knew the truth was coming out. Everything about that night collided through the walls of my brain. The screams, the pain and the police.

'Wait no it.. it was a mistake nothing was true nothing was real Jess..'

I couldn't stop myself from blustering out as Jess furrowed her eyebrows to my weird confession and Clarke moved closer to me. She wrapped her arms around me, giving me all kinds of horrible chills.

'Little Zaynie is just so caring. It happened from an accident Jess and Zayn  takes the blame on himself for not being there when it all happened. Such a dork.'

Clarke flashed that 'what next' smile at me and I smiled approvingly to make Jess comfortable and aware of our pretty sick conversation going on. Even after that convincing smile appeared on her face, I know Jess wasn't satisfied. She had far so many questions running over her mind and I had no idea if I could answer them or not.

I told Jess to wait till I leave Clarke outside. Well that was just an excuse, I wanted to smack my luck and cry out and call Lou but everything was a fast glimpse of shock for my very own self. We came out as the unusual chilly air darted my inner bones. I took Clarke's hand and pushed her against the wall, locking her inside my grip.

'Who do you think you are? You were going to screw me up in front of my girlfriend?'

I challenged my words. Was Jess my girlfriend. Was it even real? But before I fight with my inner battles, I heard her anger filled voice that was far more cringe worthy and audible than I had expected.