|just tell me that you love me z.m.|

1.4

Zayn was awoken at 2 AM, by his ringtone which blared beside his ear. He frowned but picked it up anyways.

"I can't deal with her anymore, I'm dropping her off right now."

"Is she okay?" Zayn asked, suddenly wide awake. He knew Louis wouldn't give Bella up unless it was urgent. He wasn't the kind to get annoyed and kick someone out spontaneously.

"No, she's so fucking stupid. I found her in the hot tub, face down. I jumped in and pulled her out and that bitch was laughing, fucking laughing. Of course I screamed at her and then she started crying. She was drunk and talking about how much she loves your dumbass."

"Oh my god Lou."

"She was only there for a couple of seconds, and I brought her to the hospital and now we're on the way to your house."

"Thank you for taking care of her."

"I love her, she's my best friend and I'd do anything for her. I wouldn't bring her to you unless I thought it was in her best interest overall. Zayn she's crazy, she keeps saying she wants to end it."

Zayn hung up the phone, hand over his mouth. He quickly pushed himself off of the couch and onto his wheelchair, bringing himself to the door. He waited there for ten minutes before the doorbell rang. Snow ran to the door, screaming excitedly once she saw Bella on the other side.

Bella wore a tiny shirt, which Zayn assumed belong to Louis. It barely reached her thighs and her hair was messy. She put on a frown once she saw Zayn, which was immediately fixed once she picked up her dog.

"I've missed you so much." Bella smiles, placing kisses on Snow's forehead.

"Hey what about me?" Zayn asks, a timid smile on his face. He internally slapped himself for being so nervous. It was just Bella, his Bella.

"You can suck my nonexistent dick mister I fuck anything with legs."

"Not true."

"No, really? Lou told me you guys fooled around in college."

"That was a long time ago."

"So you didn't fuck my sister or your therapist?" She giggles, staring at the ceiling.

"You're crying and you still manage to look beautiful." Zayn smiles, rolling his way to Bella who sat in the dining room. He caressed her face tenderly, brushing over her lips with his thumb before leaning in.

Bella kissed back, tears streaming down her face as she did so.

"Why did you do it?"

"I thought you were dead." He said, tears forging their way out of his eyes. "You had a 12% survival rate. I was drunk when I..fucked Lexie. She just looks so much like you and I..that's not excuse. I just missed you so much, Bells. She was there and wearing your clothes and I was drunk out of my mind I thought she was you. Samantha.. I needed something physical while I was paralyzed. I needed to be dominant again. You weren't there Bella, you were practically dead. I thought we were done two months after you were in that coma and I just lost hope in everything."

"But you fucked her while I was alive and breathing and working my ass off to pay for your treatment. I don't trust you anymore."

"You were so occupied with Mason-"

"Mason is gay! I don't know how many times I have to tell you he's gay. And even if he wasn't you know I would never cheat on you, I love you so much."

"And I love you." Zayn rasps, struggling to keep his eyes open. He was exhausted from work.

"No, you don't because if you did even the thought of hurting me would repulse you."

"Bella don't be like that-"

"L o l, take it or leave it I'm done changing to benefit you."