Zayn Malik - Ziana

Believe.

The sky looked beautiful tonight. It was as if a black peice of velvet had been lied over the sky and sprinkled with shinning gems. The stars were shining so brightly that night. The moon was perfect that day. Zayn pulled me closer to his body. My stomach summersaulted, butterflies were filling my stomach and I couldn't help it. My heart beat increased each time he look at me in the eye.  The gentle wind that blew past us caused my hair to be in a mess. Zayn moved his body closer to mine and tucked my hair behind my ears. I was speechless. I couldn't bring myself to say anything to him. Zayn pressed my body closer to his. He gently gave a kissed on my nose and I could feel my cheeks heat up instantly. 

 "You are nervous babe. what's wrong?" he asked, as his fingertips casually drawing circle on my left arm. "

I'm not." , I said and looked away.

"You are."  he said with confidence. "Each time you are nervous, you bite your lip,babe." his thumb then trail down from the side of my jaw to my lips.

"It's nothing" i say as I shrugged my shoulders. 

"What's wrong?" he asked, concerned as he gave another kiss on my nose.

"You wouldn't let this off, would you?" I teased.

"I wouldn't, sorry to disappoint you"  Zayn replied, sternly. 

I could see he was getting worked up. He looked pissed, agitated and irritated. I forgot to mention, he has anger problems and he really needs help, i guess.

"Uh, just nervous. what's wrong? Since when do I have to tell you everything i'm feeling?" I barked. 

"Bitch" he murmured under his breath.

I let out a  laugh 

"I can hear you, jerk" I replied.

"I got not time to argue you with you. I'm here to sort things out. & do you want to co-operate with me or not?!" he bellowed.

"I should have never come here. I regretted. I hate you so much Zayn Malik. I hate you. Don't you dare come and chase me. I'm leaving" 

I stood up and tucked my hands in the back of my jeans deeply. I shrugged my shoulders and thought to myself  "Jerk"

just as I expected, I felt his hand grabbing my right arm. it hurts so bad. He turned me around with much force and looked at me in the eye. We were so close to each other now to the extent, I could feel his breath. 

"I'm s-" he hissed 

Before he could finish what he wanted to say, I cut in. 

"Oh, let me guess, you are sorry. You are sorry and you didin't mean what you say? yeah, sure, Malik" I replied, walking away.

"Don't go" He said as he pulled my right wrist. He gently loosen the grip and went behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and supporting his chin on my left shoulder.

"Stay" he hissed. 

I felt his warm breath on my neck and it sends chill down my spine. I made a sudden move and Zayn hugged me tighter. His hug made me feel secure. it made me feel like he was protecting it me. It made me feel like I was home & it was do damn good to be in his arms again.

"I hate you" I whispered to myself. Hoping that only me, myself & I heard it.

"Hm babe? what did you just say?" he asked, his hands still wrapping around my waist, tighter this time.

"Nothing" I shrugged. 

"You know, i wouldn't let this off,right?" he replied instantly, still placing his chin on my left shoulder.