Fifty Shades of Malik.

Drama and a dinner. 1/2

*Contains mature content*

Saturday

I woke up in Zayn's bed. We were basically one person the way we were wrapped up in one another. I was all on him and Zayn was wrapped around me. Zayn hasn't let me be alone since that night. Zayn even hired another security guard just to protect me. I argued with him not to do that, but he won. Zayn got new cameras placed all inside and outside of the mansion, just incase Kristen comes back.

I unwrapped myself from him and his phone started ringing, so I answered it.

"Elena Hart speaking." I said lowly.

"Oh, Elena! I was just making sure Zayn was coming tonight and bringing you with him." Tricia said happily.

"Yes, he has not shut up about it. I will definitely be there tonight." I said smiling.

"Great! See you tonight." Tricia said excitedly.

"See you." I said hanging up.

"Was that my mum?" Zayn asked with a very cute morning voice.

"Yes, she wanted to make sure we were coming tonight." I said, climbing on top of him.

"Okay." Zayn said, looking up at me. I leaned down and kissed him, then went to get up, but Zayn pulled me into him and kissed me again. The kiss started getting heated and I got up.

"I need to take a shower." I said standing up.

"I'm joining you." Zayn said sitting up. I laughed and walked into the bathroom.

I started the water and got undressed. I remember being so embarrassed to be naked in front of Zayn, but I feel comfortable now. Zayn knows my body better than I do.

I got into the shower and let the water run over me. I crossed my arms and sighed out, then smiled randomly.

I felt arms wrap around me and knew they were Zayn's, so I leaned my head against his shoulder. I was still not allowed to touch him. We have been like this for almost two months and I still wasn't allowed to freaking touch him!

"Can I wash you?" I asked Zayn.

"Elena, you know how I feel about touching." Zayn said pulling back.

"Well, can we do it with your hands?" I asked, turning to face him.

"What do you mean?" Zayn asked, raising a curious eyebrow up at me.

"I mean, I don't touch you, but I touch you using your hands." I said grabbing his hands.

"We can try." Zayn said sighing.

I grabbed the body wash and poured it into Zayn's hand, then placed my hand over Zayn's and placed it on his heart. "Mine."

"Yours." Zayn said smiling.

I began running his hand down his chest and noticed scars, that looked like whip and restraint marks. How can any human have the decency to do this to another human? I couldn't handle it and stopped for a second holding in my tears. Why would he allow this at the age of 14? I continued slowly and saw burns that looked like they were from candle wax.

How could a grown woman do this to a teenager?

I turned and started letting tears fall. I couldn't do it. No one should have had to go through that at that age by a grown woman.

"Elena, please do it." Zayn said lowly.

"I can't Zayn." I said, covering my face, still not facing him.