As Zayn starts to embark on a life of his own after departing from his famous boy band, One Direction, his life starts to take a different direction in ways he doesn't see coming. He befriends local young beautiful songstress Selena Gomez who's abu...
Selena got home late, it was dark out. She opened the door with the key to her apartment. She walks in, unaware of the danger lurking. A hand comes down upon her back knocking her to the floor. There he stood, blonde messy locks, tear-soaked angry brown eyes. Filled with a rage, he hit her, and hit her, and hit her again and again until her body was imprinted with the marks of heavily handprints upon her body and some odd droplets of blood were left on the apartment floor....
Back in Zayn's apartment, he sleeps peacefully, soundly if almost for the first time he was ever at content with his environment. He was alone. In his sleep were peaceful dreams, recurrent thoughts of his and Louie hanging out with Selena first in the car ride home, then at the Starbucks near the bleachers. It was calm...until suddenly: Fists come down, woman screams, man grunts as he inflicts the pain, blood spatters onto the floor, walls of an strange apartment, a woman cowering on the floor in the fetal position clutching her blood covered forehead. It was all a nightmare. Then she screams: "JUSTIN! Help! Somebody! Justin, stop!"
Zayn wakes up almost springing forward from his bed in a sweat-covered shock. It was her! He was dreaming of her again! She was getting hurt! Zayn couldn't go back to sleep. He just couldn't shake her form the temples of his mind, for she haunted him. He couldn't shake that dreaded feeling either since yesterday when he felt that something was wrong when Selena had to get home soon or else...little did he know, that turned out to be right. Zayn sighed to himself in his bed covered in a cold sweat. He couldn't stand it anymore. Whatever dilemma Selena had ongoing with her boyfriend, he was willing to fix it, even if it meant putting his own life at risk.
Finally being able to sleep for a couple more hours, he awakens, throws himself into a quick cold shower, dressed into his usual casual outfit, grabs his headphones, duffel bag and coffee and heads out. He contacts Louie but didn't want to rush him with his plan of "rescue", so he chats with him over the phone, talking about Selena. Noticing how 'off' she was before she took off running home. As soon as his car pulls up to the parking lot, Zayn parks his car, grabs his equipment and heads to the studio all whilst greeting Louie chatting with some friends."Hey, man. I'm sorry to bother you again with this but I just--" "Yeah, I heard. I noticed that too. She didn't look well..." "She's just.." Zayn stutters over his words with Louie. "Is she sick?" asks a concerned Louie. "For some reason, she just never wanted to go home...."
Back in Selena's apartment, she cried. On the living room floor, blood drops from her head traced a pathway all to the bathroom where she hid, covering herself. Still wearing the lavender shirt and pants she wore last night, she opened her eyes and looked at herself. She was lost...she was miserable...broken and she had to escape. Coming to a decision, she cleaned herself up as best as she could but the wounds still show. Then she stepped outside the bathroom, studying the apartment of its quiet nature, hoping Justin wouldn't spring out and attack her again. breathing shallowly. Shuttering. Trembling. Carefully tiptoeing across the blood-stained living room floor, she grabbed her clothes in a bag, grabbed her purses and keys and ran out the front door. Back at Zayn apartment, he and Louie stopped for lunch with his buds from the studio. When the others left, they had a talk. "So you think Selena's gonna be okay?" asked Louie regarding Selena's situation. Zayn looked to the floor in consternation. Thinking. He wasn't sure but he promised to keep an eye out for Selena and Louie vice versa. After the two friends chatted, Louie thanked him for their Subways and closed the door. Zayn walked around in his apartment. It was quiet, for a moment. He was alone. Then the door bell rang. Raising a smile trying not to laugh, he answers the door, thinking it was Louie again. "Louie, I told you man, not to lose your keys--"
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Zayn's sentence cut short when he saw who was at the door instead. It was Selena. And she looked like she been through HELL. "Selena!" says Zayn in surprise to see her, given her condition. Selena clutched her bag of clothes, purse and scarf whilst drenched from the pouring rain with tears coming from her eyes. "H-Hi! I'm so sorry to bother but--". Zayn studied her with his eyes. He felt sympathy for her. On her neck, right eye, forehead and arms laid bruises from her beatings. "Selena! Oh my god! W-what happened to you?" "It was just-" "It was him, huh?" Selena batted her tear-soaked eyes and cried. Zayn reaches out to her and hugs her. Comforting her. It was Selena needed. It was what she deserved the most. "I'm so scared!" weeps Selena. "Come inside" says Zayn as he opens the door to his home (and his heart). Then Selena enters.
