You looked at Zayn, staring at you with his inquisitive eyes. Somehow he just had gained your trust, you knew you could tell him everything, it was strange feeling.
“It all started months ago” you whispered.
Zayn turned towards you and heard every single thing that you had to say to him. You told him everything, narrating the whole story brought tears in your eyes. You finished telling Zayn the whole thing, but now you weren’t looking at him.
When suddenly you felt a hand coming on top of yours and holding it. You looked at zayn who had become teary, but was trying to act strong.
“Y/N..” he said “I know what you’re going to say, Why don’t you just leave him” you said.
Zayn nodded his head in disagreement and said “No I wasn’t going to say that. I want to say that I salute your strength and patience, but now I’m not going to let you go back to him” You looked at Zayn in a confused way as he started the car again.
“What are you doing” you asked, but he didn’t reply.
“Zayn stop the car” you whispered.
He didn’t utter a word, and still held on to your hand. You didn’t know what to do, you thought that you couldn’t just leave your husband for some stranger, who you met like 30 minutes ago.
“Zayn I said stop the fucking car” you shouted.
He held your hand tighter.
“Why are you doing this?” you asked him, you were too exhausted to even shout.
Zayn stopped the car, and looked at you, his hazel eyes piercing into yours, and came very close to you and whispered “I can’t see you get hurt, I don’t know you, but you just complete me” before you could say anything, you felt his lips against your, gently kissing you.
Zayn kissed you like you were his. You broke the kiss and were about to say something when Zayn said “Y/N just trust me?”
A shiver ran down your spine, and you nodded.
Zayn went back and started driving, both of you drove in silence not saying a word, it had started raining outside, the rain falling on the window made you sleepy and you drifted into sleep, still holding the strangers hand.
You suddenly woke up, with the noise of the car door closing.
You rubbed your eyes as you saw Zayn walking towards your side, behind him was a beautiful house and you assumed it was his.
Zayn opened your door and said with a smile “Good morning! I’m so sorry I woke you up” You smiled gently and got out of the car.
Zayn got the stuff from the car that he had bought from the super market, and said “Y/n go inside, the door is open” You did as instructed and entered the house, it was a beautiful place, calm and warm.
Zayn entered shutting the door behind him “Feel at home” Zayn said as he went to the kitchen to put the stuff.
You stood in the hallway awkwardly, and slowly started walking towards the living room, the room had a huge flat screen, beautiful pictures, it resembled a house like one usually saw in the movies. Zayn followed you in the living room, “It’s a beautiful place” You said “Thanks I didn’t do anything” Zayn answered, you slightly laughed at his answer and said “Well whoever did it, is a genius” “Well that’ll be my mum” He said.
You smiled at his reply, and turned towards him. Zayn put his hands in his pocket and offered “So do you want to have something? Coffee, tea, coke, vodka?” “Definitely not the last choice, but a coffee would be nice” you said Zayn laughed at your reply and said “Okay then you can sit here watch tv or go freshen up I’ll make coffee”
“Umm Zayn Can I make the coffee” you said “Noo way, I won’t let you do that” Zayn said “Why is that” you asked “Because I make the best coffee in the world” He said actually being serious “Well I make the best coffee in the universe” You replied.
“Ahh well I can’t beat that” Zayn huffed. “I won!” you said happily, Zayn smiled seeing how adorable you were. You entered his kitchen and started finding stuff, Zayn stood leaning on the door frame looking at you smirking “Its to the left” He said “Thanks” you replied.
You started making coffee, when you felt two strong arms around you.
You gasped at Zayn’s touch, and he suddenly removed his hand “I’m so sorry” you said.
“No its my fault I don’t know why I did that, I’m such an idiot” Zayn said.
“Its okay I’m still very sorry” you said.
“Shh Y/N stop apologising, Its my fault” He whispered. “So let’s taste the best coffee in the universe!” Zayn said trying to escape the awkwardness.
You followed his lead and both of you went and sat down on the dining table, just the two of you. And Zayn blurted out saying "Y/n I want you to stay here for as long as you want.."
I’m so sorry this one was horrible! I promise to make part 3 better and update soon! Keep voting, commenting and reading! Love you all! xX
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