My Y (A Zayn Malik Fanfiction) *Completed*

Secrets

Pain is temporary. Scars last forever..'

Listen to Stay with me by Sam Smith

Zayn POV
I wasn't sure what was more difficult, prentending to be all happy when you're practically fucked up or eating pizza when you can't even swallow it. Lou and Jess were constantly talking and gossiping about some girl with weird hairs and here I was, battling with the arguments in my mind. What should I possibly do to set things right or to just find satisfaction in some place.

'Zayn?

I completely forgot I was physically present there.

'Yeah J?

'Is everything okay?

I saw Lou glancing at me with a please-hide-your-so-obvious-face.

'Um yeah everything's good. I just need to go wash my hands. I'll be here in a minute.'
She nodded.

I went upstairs with my legs trembling, wandering what would happen exactly after this. How much more I had to suffer. I went to the washroom and closed the doors behind. I washed my face harshly with the water slapping my face and saw myself in the mirror. I saw my face with a thousand questions and complaints. No matter how bad it was going to be, I had to do something about this person sending me those creepy texts. This isn't something normal, its getting complicated especially when they are threatening. I'll do everything to protect Jess even if it means meeting that person or laying myself out in there.

I took my phone from my pockets, with my hand still shivering at the pressure. I texted to this person,

Who are you and what do you want from me?

I waited for the reply that came exactly after a second.
I want to meet you.

I was pissed off at this unidentified personality.

Where?
I predicted who it was but I never asked again.

Gurby's. 9 am

Excellent. He knows where I am living. I needed to settle this down as quick as possible. I am not afraid of losing myself, I am afraid of losing her. She lives with me now and any insecurity led by her side was not acceptable to me. I decided to meet this person although I knew who it was.

I went downstairs as Lou was going back.

'Hey Lou. Stay here man.'

'No Zayn. Some other time. Need to go or grandma would kill me.'

'Oh okay bud. As you say.'
I smiled at him and he smiled back and nodded.
It was the kind of the nod that assured me that everthing will be alright. I helped Jess with the dishes and then we proceeded to go back to sleep.

'God Zayn I am so damn tired.'
She shifted to my side.

'You won't do all this stuff okay? Just relax. We'll set this whole place together. I just need you to be happy and relaxed.'

She smiled as I kissed her forehead.

'Oh yeah um Jess, I need to go meet someone for job tommorow.'

'Really? Where?'

'Oh it's um at a company, the editor something department. It's due for tommorow at 9.'

'Oh babe that's so good. I hope this works out.'

'Yeah, me too. Just hope it works out.'

It was minutes after our conversation that she slept. I watched her peacefully sleeping but all that peace was her's. A pang of guilt evoked the entire me. It was the first lie I spoke to her. Earlier, I used to hide things and now I'm lying. What an asshole boyfriend I am.
I leaned against the bed and closed my eyes, trying to get some sleep, but all I saw was his hideous face.
The face of my only named dad.