Chasing Forever (Zayn Malik Fan-Fic)

Chasing Forever ( Chapter 6 )

I'm sorry it's been so long! But with school and everything I've had going on, it's a bit difficult to keep updating daily. But hopefully this chapter was worth the wait! x

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(Libby's P.O.V.)

Storming out of the back alley, Zayn had caught my hand, lacing our fingers together. Just by the grave look on his face, I knew better than to snatch my hand away. Instead, I gave his fingers a light squeeze and watched his jaw slacken slightly. 

Thankfully, we weren't stopped by fans nor did any paps find us, giving us some time to walk alone. But we quickly reached the boys' complex, slipping through the main gates and rushing to his flat. 

Upon entering the flat, Zayn sat me on a stool in the kitchen, lifting my chin up. "That fucking bastard hit you hard." He growled, brushing his fingertips over my throbbing cheek. When I flinched, his scowl deepened. "I should've fucking called security on his arse and have him locked up." 

"Zayn," I soothed, taking his hand in mine. "Love, please sit down. You're in worse condition than I am." 

And he really was. His jawline was red and starting to swell, and he even had a little cut on his lip.

Grabbing a cloth rag from the sink and an ice pack from the freezer, I bundled it up tightly, gently holding up to Zayn's jaw. When he cringed, I took his hand and placed it over mine. "Just hold that there, love. Let me clean you up." With a wet paper towel, I softly wiped off the blood that had dripped down his chin, making sure not to touch his split lip. 

"You're real good at this," He whispered, glancing up at me. I kept my eyes focused on his lips as he spoke. "With this whole mending thing. I didn't think you had it in you, Libbs." 

I rolled my eyes with a smirk. "I'm in training to be a nurse, Zayn. I have to be calm and soothing." I then pressed my lips together. "You really didn't have to do that though. I could have defended myself." 

"He hit you, Libby." Pressing his lips together, Zayn gazed at me. "He abused you, Libby... Why would you be with someone that hit you?" 

"He said he was different!" I cried, shaking my head to stop my tears from coming. "When you left, and my parents passed, I was vulnerable. Chaz was so... normal at the beginning of our relationship." Glaring at the floor, I placed my palm over my tingling cheek. "But then he became angrier and I just left. I left Bradford and moved to London in hopes of getting away from him." 

Zayn remained frozen for several heavy moments, those bright eyes locked on my face. Then, his arms were around me, practically suffocating me as he held me close. 

"I would never hurt you, Libby. Never in my life would I lay my hands on you to harm you." He whispered into my ear, stroking my back. 

I pulled away slightly, biting my lip at the proximity between us. We were no further than an inch apart. His hand reached out and caressed my cheek. When his thumb brushed against my bottom lip, I gasped, a blush creeping up to my cheeks. 

And then the door slammed open. 

Zayn and I jumped away from each other as the lads slipped into the room. Louis shot us a devious smile as Niall laughed and pointed at us. "Why is it that we always walk in on you two?" He guffawed, slapping his knee.

Harry's brow shot up as he glanced at me, as did Liam's.

"You guys are joining us tonight, yeah?" Harry asked as he leant up against the wall.