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The stranger who rescued you- A Zayn Malik Imagine

“You are the world’s most pathetic wife and woman! I don’t even know why we are together Y/N!” your husband shouted before slamming the door, and going god knows where.

You were putting the clothes in the dryer, and everything was blurry because of your teary eyes, but this happened every day, it was your routine. 

It all happened 4 years ago, when you thought you were madly in love, you were only 18 and well he was 23. Everyone around you told you that it’s not right what you were doing, but you had really fallen.

For him you left behind all your relations, your friends, family.

He did not allow you to even talk to your family. For four long years you had not spoken to your mum. You were ready to divorce him, but did not really have the strength, you blamed yourself for everything and thought that maybe one day everything would become alright.

You had gone weak and now just obeyed everything your husband said, he even hit you at times, but it wasn’t that easy for you to just end everything.

He was perfect in the beginning, just like they all are, But on your birthday after a year’s marriage he started revealing his true colors. He would constantly complain and shout.

He would change his moods in a second. Sometime he would be the best husband and you would hope that everything had become normal and after a few minutes he would start yelling. You were trapped, you wanted to scream and shout but nothing came out.

You had become a living dead soul.

After his yelling in the morning, you decided to forget about it and go for a bath.

You went to your bathroom and let the warm water trickle down your body. You were too exhausted to cry anymore. There were bruises on your shoulder and arms and legs. He would never allow them to heal.

You got out of your shower and started dressing up, cleverly trying to conceal every bruise that your husband had left. You decided to take an escape and go and buy some stuff from the super market, that’s what you always did after he shouted and left.

You wore a long skirt and a shirt, and tied your hair in a loose bun, you didn’t care how you looked.

All the crying had made you pale and left dark circles. You who loved to dress up and look the best, now hated it. You left your “shared” apartment and went out.

The weather was also so depressing,  it was cloudy and grey. Well you thought everything around you was gloomy.

You went into the busy super market and started aimlessly looking around.

You loved baking, so decided to buy some ingredients. You were searching for cocoa and moving around stuff, but by mistake a whole lot of other things fell, you started swearing under your breath and bent down to pick it up, when you saw someone else helping you.

You looked up to see who it was.

A young man, with beautiful brown sparkling eyes and an amazing smile, it took you a little time to recognize him but then it hit you that he was Zayn from one direction.

You loved music, and adored one direction earlier, but now it had been years since you had heard them.

“Baking a cake are you?” Zayn said looking at you and smiling. “Yeah” you said coldly. You looked horrible, that’s what you thought and you couldn’t talk to some guy and especially not Zayn.

“Same here, what a coincidence” He said. You looked at him with a blank expression and took the cocoa.

“I’m Zayn by the way” He blurted out. “I know” you whispered and started walking away;

You knew it was rude, but you could not help it.

You were married, and if your husband got to know this, he would go crazy, he was very possessive. You didn’t have the heart to look back and rushed to the counter to pay your bill, when you heard his voice again

“Umm.. You forgot this” Zayn said holding your trolley that you forgot.

“You could tell me your name you know” Zayn said smiling and helping you put the ingredients in the paper bags.

“Y/n” you said abruptly. “Wow that’s a beautiful name” he said.

You looked at him and didn’t say a word,turned around and started to leave the place. He had understood that something was wrong.

He quickly got his stuff and followed you out of the market. “Don’t do this Zayn” you said. “Do what?” He laughed.

 You  were about to say something, when your over coat slipped from your shoulder and revealed the bruises, you saw Zayns eyes wandering towards your bruises. His eyes widened and you immediately covered them.

“Woah those are horrid, how did you get them?” he questioned “Its none of your business” You whispered. You could feel your eyes becoming teary,

“Y/n are you alright?” Zayn asked in the most worried tone ever. “I’m great just leave me alone” You said and practically started running away from him. You had started crying now, tears just kept falling down your eyes.

“Beep! Beep!” You heard a vehicle honk behind you. You turned around and saw Zayn in the car.

“Y/n I’ll give you a ride” he offered. But you just walked ahead, he kept following you.

You were so angry that you stopped, you were about to shout, but you saw his eyes, and he looked as though he wanted to help you.

“Please?” Zayn asked.

You took a deep breath and sat inside. Both of you were silent for some time, and you were wiping your tears away, trying not to let them fall, but they just didn’t stop.

Zayn stretched his hand, still looking in front and got out a box of tissues and gave them to you without saying a word. You took them; he was so kind you thought.

 You told him the way to your house,that was the only thing you spoke; he just kept a firm face and looked in the front. He was acting as though he knew you so well, he looked angry, he looked as though he actually cared. 

You reached your house and were about to get out when he looked at you and said “Y/n I know you don’t know me, but whats wrong?”

You removed you hand from the doors handle and looked back at him. His piercing eyes were looking deep into yours, you could make out that he genuinely wanted to help you.

After a moment of silence.

You answered in a low tone saying “A lot, my life is miserable”  You were actually never the types to share your problems, but you hadn’t really spoken to anyone for 4 years, so you took this opportunity without even thinking for a second, he just seemed so trustworthy.

Zayn turned the car off, and said “Well go on then..”

A/n Hiiii guys! I haven’t updated in like years now, I know and I am SOOOOOOO very sorry. Well I hope you like this one, part two will be up shortly. Love you all so much. Keep reading, voting and commenting