You Belong With Me (A Zayn Malik Fan-fic)

• Chapter 12 •

YOU BELONG WITH ME • CHAPTER 12

***Dillon's P.O.V.***

"So, are you gonna stay backstage with the girls or are you still upset about last night," Louis asked as we were the first to settle around the TV in the boy's living area.

"I'll go tonight. I'm fine enough to." I smiled.

"Alright, if you say so Sis," he said. "Sel! Let's go! Come on Haz!"

We all jumped into his car, Camille running to catch up as we almost drove off without her.

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"Okay ladies! Welcome to the backstage of One Direction!" Louis announced.

"Kay, c'mon Camille. My dressing room? "

"Of course." She kissed his cheek, making me feel uncomfortable.

"We have to go get ready Harry." Liam and Roslyn appeared with Blythe and Niall.

"Well, I hope you girls can handle yourself with our charm." The boy in the TOMs decided to try to use his corny pick up line on Selena. I giggled when he got a punch in the arm. Sel is really notorious for those.

"One question," Roslyn began. "Where's Zayn?"

"Dressing room with Perrie." Niall said bluntly.

"Well, all members of One Direction, let's go. See you girls," Liam gave us a wave and escorted the other three boy's out.

"They're going on in five," Blythe said, "I really hope Niall doesn't fall at the end. At rehearsal he kept doing that and a certain little brunette over here wouldn't stop cracking up," she motioned to Roslyn.

"Hey, Nialler is absolutely halairious!"

"Nialler?" Cammy said.

My leg started to shake while I leaned against the black wall.

"Dill?"

"I GOTTA PEE I GOTTA PEE I GOTTA PEE!" I took, off getting lost. I knew I saw a bathroom when we came through!

I found one after I'd twisted and turned down hallways at full speed. I really didn't remember how to get back.

"Great. Thank you bladder for getting me totally lost."

"Oh, Josh," I heard a familiar *cough+ Perrie's voice.

"Look, babe I gotta go. I'm the drummer. "

I noticed a blank white door was shut. I decided to sneak over and I stood against the wall where the door would swing open. It did, forcefully, and hit

me in the face.

"OW!" I excalimed holding now, my first, bloody nose. It felt awkward.

"Who's out here? I have to be on stage so I don't need anything!"

Fury boiled inside me. Not only had I been physically hurt by Josh the drummer, but to know that Perrie was so lucky enough to have Zayn and she totally cheated on him.

I felt my hands crumple into fists as I slammed the door off me, making it close. Well that went well, I said, facepalming. I opened it, and stood in the frame.

"Dillon? How nice to see you?" She greeted.

"Shut it Perrie. You're cheating on him."

"What are you talking about?"

"Perrie, don't even try it with me." Now she was denying it? "YOU ARE SO FUCKING LUCKY TO HAVE ZAYN AND YOU CHEATED! YOU WERE MAKING OUT WITH THAT DAMN JOSH GUY AND YOUR LITTLE BITCHY ASS GOES AND RUINS MY CHANCES OF EVER LOVING ZAYN, WHO YOU'RE CLEARLY TREATING AS A LEANER! PERRIE HOW COULD YOU TREAT SOMEONE LIKE THAT! ESPECIALLY ZAYN! NOW LET'S REALLY SEE WHO LOVES ZAYN? THE ONE WHO JUMPS AROUND BETWEEN BOYS WHILE IN A RELATIONSHIP OR THE ONE WHO STANDS BY HIS SIDE AND SUPPORTS WHATEVER HE DOES AND SHOWS THE REAL LOVE FOR HIM. THE CARING KIND. I LOVE HIM AND CLEARLY, YOU DON'T."

I was shocked it came of me. Perrie just kind of stood there, and looked behind me about halfway into it. She didn't say anything, just, kept staring at something over my shoulder.

"Dillon?" A familiar British accent came from behind.

I cupped my hands over my mouth and spun around. ZAYN!

"I...I...eeeeek!" With my hands over my eyes, I ran out of the place. It'd been well over ten minutes of harsh running.

I was at some kind of park. I knew that by the cheesy street lights lighting a small, brick path curving it's way through the golden glow that now turned hazy as it began to mist.

"Dillon?" I felt someone in front of me.

"I'm, I'm sorry...I really didn't mean for that to-"

"I'm shocked, really."

"That I love you?"

"No that those words could come out of you like that!" He laughed while I threw in a few cold chuckles.

"But there's something else," he bent down so he balanced on his feet, keeping his bust from getting wet as he took my hands. "I love you. I just...didn't know if you loved me back."

I smiled as he hugged me. That's when it started to pour pounding huge droplets that exploded into gallons as they hit you.

"It's raining," I whispered where we now stood, hands intertwined.

"Really now Dill? Good observation! But, really," he pulled me closer so our foreheads bumped and pressed together, mine a little lower, resting on the very beginning of the bridge of his nose. "How cliché."

My eyes closed, and our arms had dropped straight, still holding hands, but lower. I stood on my toes a little, my right leg popping as we stood there, sopping wet kissing in the rain while he probably missed his song. But, we were here.

"Zayn," I started after we pulled back.

"Yes?"

"You belong with me."

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Author's Note: Very short chapter but its really sweet huh? As always, this goes out to mah bestie, mrs_malik992 who I actually wrote this for :D right now I'm showing favoritism and only working on You Belong With Me becuz, well, im in the mood. So plz comment, vote, fan, etc!! Oh forgot one: promote my story? U guys r amaZAYN! <3 xx