One Shots

Desiree and Zayn x

* CAN I HAVE A ONE SHOT WITH ZAYN? MY NAME IS DESIREE AND FOR THE PROMPT: CAN YOU BASED IT ON THE SONG GOTTA BE YOU? IT’S LIKE HE HURT ME AND NOW HE’S ASKING FOR A SECOND CHANCE? THANKS.XX *

“Desiree, I’m so sorry! Please forgive me.” Zayn said through the phone.

I kept quiet. I didn’t know what to say.

“Please? I’ll make it up to you..” He pleaded again.

“I-I don’t know Zayn.” I finally said with a crack in my voice.

By now it was starting to rain hard. It was like a scene in a movie. I was alone in my room… crying. The rain poured hard outside and I couldn’t help but cry even more.

Zayn, my boyfriend or maybe ex-boyfriend, was now asking for another chance. This wasn’t the first time he hurt me real hard in the heart. What happened? He was with another girl.. Yeah, a common stupid mistake that stupid boys with no heart make!

Anyways, he told me he was going out for the night and I said yes. I wanted him to have fun with his friends because it was always him and I. So, while he was out with a girl, I was in my flat with my best friend doing usual girly sleepover stuff.

I didn’t know that Zayn was with just ONE “friend”.

*flashback*

“Turn on the t.v, Des!!” My best friend, Hannah, said.

“Alright, alright. Chill will you?” I laughed.

I turned on the t.v and flipped from channels to channels. Hannah wanted to watch Discovery Channel because something interesting was on, as she said so. yeah, I don’t know either.

As i flipped and flipped, we got to the News channel. And I could hear Zayn’s name being mentioned. I stopped flipping and listened very carefully to the newscaster.

“Wow. They’ve found Zayn already?” Hannah said surprised.

“I guess…” I trailed off not taking my attention off of the television.

“Zayn Malik, of One Direction, has been spotted in the theaters and a fancy couple restaurent with a girl…” The newscaster said.

Hannah and I exchanged confused looks before turning back to the t.v.

“And guess what? This girl isn’t his girl. Yes, you heard it right. The girl with Zayn Malik is NOT Desiree. What is…” I turned off the television not wanting to hear anything else.

I sat there on the couch quiet. Hannah was trying to comfort me.

*end of flashback*

“Hello? Des? You still there? Hell-“

“Yes, Zayn. I’m still here.” I cut him off.

“Oh. So, what do you-“

“I’m still here. But not with you anymore.” I said as another tear streamed down my face.

“Des. I promise you I’ll make it up to you. Please forgive me.” He pleaded.

“I don’t know…”

“Please?? I am so sorry Desiree.”

“I don-“

“PLEASE?? I love you.” Zayn was now desperate… I think.

“Fine. If you’re really sorry, prove it. Prove to me that you still love me. Prove to me!” I said as my voice rose.