Zayn Malik Imagines

#5

Martha was sitting on the edge of her sit. She was furious. Her gorgeous blue eyes, which were usually smiling, were throwing thunderbolts now. They were staring right at Zayn.

-          I can’t believe you said that! – she yelled at him and stormed out of his apartament.

She left him behind with his mouth opened, but didn’t stay long enough to hear the words coming out of it. She didn’t want to here yet another excuse, another apology.

As she walked out of the building’s front door, she felt her heart breaking. She wanted to sit down and cry her eyes out, but she couldn’t. Not here, not now. She knew that he would go after her, like he always did. But she didn’t want him to, not this time atleast. This time he had pushed her too far.

So she started running. The tears started rolling down her pink cheeks. She felt warm from all the running, yet cold from the pain inside her chest. Rain started pouring over her head. Martha realised that she had forgotten to take her jacket in the hurry to get out of there. She just couldn’t take it anymore. Her head was full of questions that needed answers. But how could she ever ask them?

Why was he always getting so mad, when she mentioned her best friend? Yeah, he was a dude.. and a good looking one at that. But she felt no romatic feelings towards him. Only Zayn didn’t get that. He didn’t want her around him. Yet every time when they fighted over him, she went running to her best friend, crying her eyes out. She had always done that. That seemed normal. It seemed like the right thing to do in her eyes... She wasn’t jelaous over the milions of girls obsessing over him. So why could he not leave this matter alone?!

Lost in her thoughts she tripped and fell to the ground. She got to a sitting position, took the little pebble that tripped her and threw it in some randomly picked direction. When she was just about to get up, she realised where her feet had brought her.

She was at the park where she had met Zayn for the very first time. It all came back to her now. All the moments that got her in this mess. Their first date. The first kissed they shared. The first night they spent together. When he introduced her to the boys... But even though they brought her to this moment, where she was running barely dressed through the city in the pouring rain, she wouldn’t change them. She wouldn’t trade him for anyone else in the whole wide world. Yeah, he was a fool. But he was her fool and she loved him very deeply.

She layed back on the grass and all she could think about was him. All the good moments they had and how she wished that he was there with her now.

Suddenly Martha heared his voice. He was calling her name. She looked up and saw him standing infront of her. He was soaking wet and he had never looked better. She quickly got up and ran to him.

-          Martha, i’m so sor..

But she put her finger infront for his lips making him shut up. She put her hands around his neck and kissed him passionately. When their lips parted, she looked into his beautiful hazel eyes and said:

-          I don’t want to hear you apologising. I don’t need it. What i need is for us to stop fighting! He is my best friend and i have absolutely no romantic feelings towards him. I love you! Only you!

-          I love you. – he answered.

Zayn leaned down and kissed her passionately on the lips. They stood there, in the park. Under the pouring rain. Embracing each other. Kissing each other with kisses so passionate they could light up a fire...