Month: 1
Day: 1
Amber's POV
So today I have a lunch date, not a real date just to hang out, with Zayn. He needs help writing a song for his soon-to-be fiancé. He wants to sing her a song before he proposes to her, so I volunteered to help out! I put on some make-up , changing it up with coral lips and a peach blusher. Then I get dressed: White high-waisted jeans and a maroon knit sweater slightly tucked in the front, leaving the back out. Then I slip on black heels, grab a black purse, and my phone and walk downstairs.
Niall is out recording for the new album, he'll be home by eight. I head out the door to see Zayn sitting in his black car, with a tight leather jacket and a cigarette between his lips. I get in the car just as he begins to blow smoke rings. "Wow." I stare in amazement, "I wanna do that one day. Not with a cigarette though!" Zayn pulls his black lenses off his eyes and looks at me with his brown eyes. "I'll show you later, but you gotta use real smoke. Deal?" He smirks. I make a deal with a shake of hands. Then we drive off.
"Where did you want to discuss music at , Am?" Zayn drive around the square of pubs and breakfast bars. "Uhm you pick." I say nervously. "Okay. How about here?" He stops in front of a pub. Zayn parks the car and takes me inside.
As we walk through the door he whispers something in my ear... "Now you're a pretty women , Amber. Don't listen to the whistles and such, they're all pigs in there. I'm gonna cover , just as today, as your boyfriend. I don't want anyone depriving you of your dignity." He said is ever so sweetly.
"Take my hand, like you would Niall." I take his hand, our fingers sliding through each others. He leads me to a table in the back corner, a booth. He let's me sit first, and then he sits across from me. He takes out an old cream folder , stained from cups of tea. Written across the front in old worn handwriting is a quote.
"I'm a little more like me, when I'm with you." ~ Anonymous
He let's it sit in front of him for a moment. The his lips part, slightly sticking together as they open. His voice is deep and rough "Let me buy you a drink." He states plainly. I'm a bit shocked at what just came out of his mouth. We had never drank in the same room. My wedding of course being a exception.
"Zayn I ca-" he cuts me off, "C'mon Amber, just this once!"
"Zayn, I can't. Niall'll get mad." I put my face down. When I look back up his index finger is folding the corner of the folder over and over. "Fine." I murmer, "Just this once." He smirks at me, slyly.
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Abusive Love // N.H.
Fanfic(Kiss Me Sequel) Between the time of Niall and Amber's marriage and birth of their children, Jack and Emily, a lot went wrong. During that 5 month time skip millions of things went wrong. One being Niall becoming abusive... This is the story of...
