Fifty Shades of Malik.

Could anything else go wrong?

I was back in England. Well, I've been back in London for almost two months. I have been working with the girls nonstop and getting them to open up with themselves. I feel like I'm working with four mini Zayn's. I can't believe it's going to be mine and Zayn's one year soon. I visited him on his birthday, but couldn't stay because I had work and he had concerts.

"Elena, are you going to answer me?" Roxy asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Oh, yeah, what?" I asked confused.

"You weren't listening to me?!" That's a thing Roxy hated, when people weren't paying attention to her. I was about to answer, but my phone started ringing. "See!"

"Just drive!" I yelled laughing. I answered it and said, "Hello?"

"Nice way to greet me, babe." Zayn said laughing.

"Hi, baby. How is your day going?" I asked quickly. I am a love fool and I am completely in love with Zayn.

"It's actually good, yours?" Zayn asked curiously.

"Well, if Roxy would stop being a brat we'd be good." I said smiling. I looked at Roxy and she was looking at me with a death glare.

"Of course." Zayn said laughing deeply. "I'll call you later, got a concert in about a minute." Zayn said.

"Alright, I love y-" I looked to the right of Roxy and a car was speeding at us from the other direction. "Roxy! Watch out!" I yelled and Roxy tried to slam on the gas, but wasn't quick enough and the car slammed into us.

Our car flipped over and skidded into a pole extremely hard. I felt everything start getting fuzzy and heard Zayn yelling something, so I tried to grab my phone, but I felt weak.

"Zayn." I said lowly. Everything started turning black and I heard sirens going off like crazy. I felt my eyelids get heavy and passed out.

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Hours later.

Zayn's POV

I have been sitting in this room for hours and they still have no clue if Elena is going to wake up from this bloody coma. Elena doesn't have any broken bones, but a piece of the window did cut under her breast and went in kind of deep. The doctor stitched it up, but we're still waiting for results.

I can't lose her. I can't lose someone I care about. I don't know what I would do without her. Elena is the reason I have changed as much as I have, she is the reason I want to love, she is the air I need to breath. I can't do this without her.

"Zayn?" Waliyha asked lowly.

"Hm." I said, trying not to break down in front of her.

"Do you need anything? Food? Something to drink? Some company?" Waliyha asked sobbing herself.

"I'm fine." I lied. I'm far from fine, way far from fine. I'm devastated. I feel like I am losing all of myself and I need Elena to wake up, so I can regain myself.

"No you're not." Waliyha said, walking closer to me.

"Please, Waliyha, just let me be." I said lowly.

"Why can't you open up?! It's not good to hide all those emotions!" Waliyha yelled.

"Stop yelling! Don't you see?! Elena was helping me open up, but no, nothing in my life can go as planned. This is why I close away from everyone because everything you ever care about either leaves or gets taken away!" I yelled.

"Zayn!" Waliyha said in a shocked way.

"No! Leave!" I yelled.

"Zayn! E-Elena moved her fingers!" Waliyha said lowly.