insane | zayn malik

Insane 3 | Background

Insane 3 | Background

third person pov.

"My darling," Zayn whispered as he placed a hand on Mori's back, shaking her body lightly until she started to stir in her sleep. Mumbling something about him smelling good, in which is he rolled his eyes. He gently woke her up until her dark eyes fluttered open. Zayn smiled warmly, absolutely adoring the way her beauty always seem to amaze him.

"Did you just take a shower?" She asked blinking a few times, rubbing her eyes so her vision wouldn't be blurry anymore.

"Yes, why?" He questioned curiously.

"Because you stank," she jested as she started to crack up at herself—believe this, she has been waiting to say that to him.

"Haha, very funny," Zayn deadpanned, face dropping to a blank look. And she just continued to laugh.

"I'm so good," she sighed wiping the corner of her eyes with her knuckles.

"Are you? Are you really good?" He asked squinting his eyes at her.

"Somebody is grumpy in the morning," she uttered, soon looking at him to see that he was rolling his eyes at her. "Hey, don't roll your eyes at me."

"I can do whatever I want," Zayn declared.

A week later after they have went on their first date Mori was back at his place again for the weekend. Being Zayn, he felt bad that they couldn't spend real quality time with each other during the weekday. He had so much to do that kept him away from his girl. Mori keeps on telling him not to worry, but he worries anyway. He doesn't want her thinking that she isn't important to him because she is needed whenever he thinks about her. This is what makes him wishes that he wasn't so deeply involved in this dirty lifestyle.

"I ran you a warm bath this morning. And I was going to be romantic with it until you got on my head," Zayn told her with a sarcastic smile.

"First of all, what goes around comes around. You roasted me first, so I roasted you back," Mori stated with a firm nod of her head, then she started to smile so suddenly. "Secondly..aw, you ran me a bath? How sweet of you baby."

"You're going to be the death of me," Zayn sighed in content, soon smiling widely. He couldn't be fake mad at her for one bit.

As the joking was being pushed aside Zayn guided Mori to his large, commodious master bathroom. The morning sun that was shining through the windows made her feel really fuzzy. Feet padding against the marble floor, she cheesed at the steaming tub in front of her. Zayn was happy to see her excited.

"I'm gonna strip," she simply told him before she lifted the oversized graphic tee over her head.

The man nearly choked on his own spit when she had announced that she was getting naked, as if it didn't phase her at all because it didn't. She was very confident in her body and how she was just out there. A mischievous smirk was on her face when she heard a low groan leave his lips. Mori knew he was staring, she could feel his eyes looking at her figure from behind and she didn't mind. She reached back and unclamped her bra to allow it to fall to the floor. With some extra shimming of her hips she pulled her panties down her legs, being sure to bend over just a little bit. Once she was completely bare she stepped into the tub and got settled in.

This woman is going to be the death of me, Zayn thought to himself before he cleared his throat to cut the silence. He sat on the edge of the tub, resting his back against the window as he looked at her, "You want me to tell you a little bit more about myself?"

"Oh he's please," she smiled encouragingly.

"You remembered how I told you that I wanted to become a marine biologist? I told you that things changed, but I never gave you the full reason for it," he started off.

"Go on babe, I'm listening to every single word," Mori told him.

"After the Macho's murdered my father right in me I knew that my life was going to take a turn for the worse. I loved him so much because he was so wise, caring, and sagacious. Then just like that..they took him away from me. It was the day that I got the letter of me getting a scholarship. We were so happy and we were going to celebrate. Then they came and shot him right in the head. So I never went because my father wasn't by my side," Zayn had confessed out, then continuing. "I was about eighteen years old after it all had happened. Starting doing drugs, got involved with people I shouldn't have been hanging around and that included girls who was nothing but pure toxic to me. Had a few run-ins with the law and all of that bullshit. I closed myself off to anything and anyone. Just because of how broken and lost I was. At that time I was at a very low place in my life. It is something that has shaped me into the man I am right now. Trust me, I may not be perfect but I am working on myself as we speak," He exhaled deeply as he tugged on his black roots in thought, "I miss my dad, very much. With all honesty he would have loved you Mori."

"You really think so?" Mori sniffed with glossy eyes.

"For sure," Zayn smiled, he felt like a thousand ponds was lifted off of his shoulder right now. Confessing this to her was the best thing that has ever happened. He felt so light physically and emotionally.

"Zayn..I don't know what to say," she whispered trying her very hardest not to cry.

"You don't have to say anything dear. I just want you to understand where I come from, that's all," Zayn chuckled, soon enough a tear slipped out of his eye but he was quick to wipe it away.

She leaned forward and grabbed his hand to give it a squeeze of support, "You are a really strong man Zayn Malik. And I truly admire you."

He smiled and squeezed her hand back. Even through the hard and rough times in his life, something told him that this woman right here was going to make everything alright from here on out.

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see ? everybody in this book has a story behind them . that was zayn's background (haha, you get it now? lmao bye) .

relationship growth is the key here . so that was important to put this in here . in my opinion i feel like pouring out your heart to your significant other is good & makes the bond even stronger .

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