Celebrity Interracial Imagines

Zayn Malik x Reader

Dedicated to @ALLHALEBEBE

   Y/N'S POV

  My best friend, Stella, held my hand, as I squeezed the mess out of her hand. I was looking at the news feed and saw Zayn and Gigi had just been spotted at the beach together.
  See, Zayn and Gigi were a publicity stunt, while Zayn and I were the real couple. It annoyed me so much and made me depressed a lot when Zayn wasn't around. However, this decision was made long before Zayn and I became a thing. Trust me, if it was right before we started dating, then I would have just politely declined Zayn's question of asking me to be his girlfriend.

  Stella groaned and complained saying,"Geez, Y/N!! You broke my nail."

  Stella was Caucasian, yet I didn't care about her color. She was a great best friend and that was all I cared about. I didn't see how she put up with me, though. I knew for a fact that I gave her attitude every once and a while.

  I sighed and said,"Sorry, Stell. It was an accident. I just hate seeing them together and the fact that she rocks heels better than I do is making it worse."

  Stella asked me,"Why is she wearing heels on a beach?"

  I shrugged and joked saying,"Don't judge, Stella."

  Stella laughed and nodded, before she said to me,"Y/N, you're letting this get to you too much. Zayn would never leave you for her. I know how much he loves you. He is still one of my closest friends. You just have to trust him."

  I sighed and nodded, then Stella got up saying,"I have to go, N/N, but I'll call you, okay? See how you're doing."

  I smiled at Stella and kissed her cheek saying,"Thanks, Stell. I appreciate it. You don't have to call. I'll be fine."

  Stella nodded and grabbed her purse, before she headed towards my front door.

  I smiled and yelled,"I LOVE YOU, STELLA!!

  Stella yelled back,"I LOVE YOU, TOO, Y/N!! ZAYN ALSO LOVES YOU!"

  I laughed and looked back down at my phone. I grabbed it and watched clips from Black Panther. I had yet to see it, but it was because Zayn wanted me to go with him.
  I, honestly, wanted to just leave him and go see it already, but I knew Zayn would make me feel bad about it for a while if I didn't wait on him.

  Speaking of Zayn, I was surprised to see he was back from his beach "date" with Gigi.
  Zayn noticed the look on my face and he knew I had read the feed again.

  Zayn walked over to the sofa and sat down beside me.

  He looked me in the eyes and said,"Y/N, I don't know why you feel the need to look at that stuff, but you know it was just for the camera. I don't feel anything when I'm on the dates with her, but it's different with you. I feel so much when I spend time with you, because I love and adore you. Love, I really want you to know that I have no real feelings for her. Everything is just for the screen. Nothing more. I wish I could really just stop this, but it's not in my hands. It was never in my hands."

  I nodded, and Zayn pulled me in for a hug.

  I hugged him back and he kissed my forehead, asking me,"Did you have a good day?"

  I chuckled and smiled up at Zayn saying,"I did. Stella came over and kept me company. She doesn't want to be your best friend anymore."

  I studied Zayn, as he went from confused to just straight scared. I laughed real hard, yet I could understand why he became scared. Stella was his best friend, but I gave her permission to be his second wife when I was not around.
  Now, that didn't mean she could kiss Zayn or anything, but she had my permission to knock him out if it came to that point.

  Zayn realized I was joking and rolled his eyes. I slapped him and Zayn held his cheek, groaning. I chuckled and kissed his hand, before I held out my hand. Zayn took it and I led him outside.

  I said,"I just wanted to get some fresh air and sit down and talk like we used to do."

  Zayn smiled and we sat down on the grass, then I noticed him staring at me.

  He rested his hand on my cheek and said to me,"Y/N, I love you. You know that, right?"

  I just leaned into his hand and Zayn pulled me in for a soft, yet passionate kiss. I kissed back and Zayn closed his eyes, while I did the same.
  We both opened our eyes when a flash shook both of us. I noticed a truck and a paparazzi snapping photos of Zayn and I.

  Zayn immediately got up and rushed towards the guy, who was probably going to spread the picture across multiple platforms. It would look like Zayn was cheating on Gigi, which would make it harder for me to get to Zayn.

  Zayn grabbed the guy and he went to break his camera, but I yelled,"BABY, NO!!"

  Zayn overheard me and stopped, before I jogged over to him and the guy.

  I asked the paparazzi guy,"Can you record Zayn and I for a moment?"

  He just nodded. I pulled Zayn beside me.

  I cleared my throat and the paparazzi guy gave me the okay to talk.

  I faced the camera and said,"Hi, everyone. My name is Y/N, and this is Zayn Malik. Of course you guys know who he is, but you may not know me. I know you have seen Zayn, for the last few months, with Gigi, but the truth is.."

  I looked at Zayn, just in case he wanted me to stop, but he just motioned for me to keep going.

  I smiled and said,"Zayn and I are the real couple. We have been dating for about a year, 2 months, and.."

  Zayn cut me off by finishing with,"10 hours. I love her. I am backing her up because she is my true girlfriend and I'll do anything to be by her. Not just because she's African American, but because she's a target. By a target, I mean she's stunning and I'd rather be there to make sure she doesn't leave me. I mean that in the sweetest way possible. She is my whole world, and I don't care who is against the two of us. I am ending my "relationship" with Gigi and focusing on my real relationship with my love, Y/N."

  Zayn looked down at me and I sent him a genuine smile, then he leaned in. He kissed me and I kissed him back.
  Zayn held on and slowly pulled away, resting his forehead against my own. We looked back at the paparazzi guy and he just gave us a thumbs up.

  I nodded to him, and Zayn and I actually kept the picture he took. He promised he would send in the video, and it was not long before we were bombarded with millions of comments.
  They were a mix between good and bad, but I could care less about the haters. Zayn was still sitting beside me, so that was all I needed.