This isn't real {Zayn Malik}

Scars

A week went by, now I had completely quit volleyball, so Zayn and I had more time together. I also began getting into more "trouble" I guess you could say. My grades were slipping as well as my perfect attendance, but I didn't care. It was for Zayn, so it was alright.

It was friday, and Zayn said Liam was having yet another party. I nodded with a smile on my face almost jumping out of my skin with excitement. I'm actually starting to like parties, since now I've come out of my safety net. I wore a tight low cut red dress with black heels. Zayn wore jeans and a red button up shirt. Even wearing something so simple he looked amazing. I truly love him and everything about him.

We arrived at the party, which had red cups everywhere and people spilling out of the door. I was so crowded. We entered the house, seeing Niall dancing in the middle of the room drunk. Zayn burst into laughter, as well as I did. Liam found us and came over handing us red cups which were filled to the brim with beer. I smiled and began drinking it, I didn't realize Zayn looked disappointed by this action. I shook it off when he started drinking his.

After about 5 cups of beer, I could barley walk. Zayn was just about as bad as me, but he insisted we dance. We laughed over out drunken bodies wiggling around in the middle of the room. It seemed like almost everyone was gone except the guys and their girlfriends and us. We continued trying to dance, until Louis called us over to the table. We walked over and something caught my eye. Weed.

"Want some?"

"Um I'm good. I don't do that stuff."

"You've never gotten drunk before you met us. You love it. Maybe this will be the same. "

I didn't even realize between Louis and I fighting, Zayn had lit a blunt and was now smoking it. I felt mad at him for doing it, but I shrugged and took Louis up on his offer. Maybe I would like it?

The first puff was more than horrible. The smell, the taste, everything. I didn't understand how they did this probably frequently. I continued smoking it, after all I did want to impress Zayn and his friends. It was almost half way done when I felt my stomach turn. I ran to the sink and instantly threw up. Zayn ran over and put his hand on my lower back, while I was still throwing up.

After throwing up about 3 times Zayn led me to a spare bedroom in Liam's house. We were both to drunk to drive, so we stayed there. There was a big bed an a tv, but before I could do anything, I felt Zayn push me to the bed, hard. I looked up to see him with a frown and as he stepped closer to me. I closed me eyes and felt the hit. Zayn hit me.

"Zayn what was that for?"

"Don't speak to me. I saw you kiss Niall!"

"Kiss Niall? I never kissed Niall, Zayn! I love you!"

"You don't love me. You say you do but you don't Layla!"

After that I was silent. I couldn't believe he hit me, and now is accusing me if cheating. And out of all people? Niall? This was too much for me. But somehow I wasn't mad at him, or even upset. I couldn't be mad. I had no reason to.

I felt Zayn slip into bed next to me and wrap his arm around me. He left kissed up my neck until he got to my cheek, where he had hit me. He stopped, and gently rubbed it with his fingers.

"Is that what I did?"

I nodded and looked down. He looked the other way before breaking into tears. What has gotten into him? He just hit me, and he's crying? No thats not gonna work for me!

"You just hit me! I should be crying now you! What is wrong with you!?"

He stayed silent. Just grabbing my wrist. I winced in pain, he had just tightly grabbed my newly scarred wrist. He looked at it for a good minute an a half before looking in my eyes.

"Why. Why Layla!?"

"Don't ask Zayn! It's too much for me and obviously too much for you. Look at yourself you're a mess! Wi hat are you doing honestly!?"

"I don't know."

Just like that I got up an walked out into the front room where all the others were.

"Layla what's wrong?"

"Nothing Harry!"

They all looked surprised by the tone in my voice. I made my way over to Niall before screaming.

"Why does Zayn think I cheated on him with you!?"

They all chuckled.

"Do you not remember Layla? We were playing truth or dare, you got dared to kiss me an when you did, you went all out" Niall said giggling.

I had yelled at Zayn, for nothing.

"Oh my god"

I ran to the room to find Zayn sitting up on the bed, running his hands through his hair.

"Zayn I'm so..."

"No I'm sorry for hitting you I was out of control, I was mad and upset I'm sorry"

I ran to his side and kissed him on the cheek, tears running down my face. He wiped them away before kissing me lightly, and laying back down. This time he pulled me closer to his side, and I nuzzled my face in his now bare chest. My dress was uncomfortable to sleep in, but I didn't mind. After a chain of events like this, all I wanted to do was sleep, and forget about it.

I woke up to see Zayn getting up. It was 2:30 in the morning, we had only slept for about an hour. I didn't stop him as he walked out the door, it wasn't worth the effort. He came in about 2 minutes later with an icepack. He gently placed it on my cheek, where there was newly formed bruise from last night. The cold icepack made me jump when Zayn placed it on my face. The pressure of it hurt, but the cool feeling seemed to calm the hurt as well as me. He sighed as he brushed the hair out of my face. I finally decided to open my eyes, signaling I was awake. He smile lightly and looked down at my cheek.

"Does it hurt?"

"Only a little." Which was a lie because it was excruciating pain pumping through my body.

He sighed as he kissed my forehead.

"I'm sorry"

"Don't be. Its alright I understand."

He nodded and like that, we were intertwined. He held me tightly, as we kissed a bit more passionately. I could taste the alcohol and marijuana on his breathe. Heat was radiating off of his chest. I ran my fingers through his har, gently tugging as we kissed. He moaned, and I giggled against his lips. Everything was perfect.

"Why do you have cuts on your wrist?"

I sighed as the kiss and the perfect moment had been broken.

"I went through a rough time. With Addy an everything that happened."

He looked down nodding before kissing the scars on my wrist.

"Please don do it again. I can't loose my best friend an the love of my life." His voice now a bit more stern but still gentle.

I nodded kissing his neck before laying back down.

"I love you Zayn"

"I love you too Layla"

AN!

So in this chapter we see how Layla and Zayn start changing. Thats what I want okay? Laylas gonna realize things are changing an its gonna go really good in these next few chapters. Thank you guys so much for the 100+ reads thats really amazing. I love you guys!