Take Me Home

Falling Into His Arms

Authors Note: This is my first fan fiction :) I hope you guys enjoy it!!

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Harper’s P.O.V.

I could still feel the slap stinging across my face. It was like I didn’t even know him anymore. Was this really how I wanted to live my life?

I couldn’t take the abuse from my boyfriend anymore and it resulted in me stomping out of his apartment with a duffle bag of my clothes and my car keys while he screamed at me down the hallway. Tears were pouring down my face and I knew at that moment I never wanted to see Will again. I had been abused by him for almost a year now but I put up with it because I had nowhere to live. My dysfunctional parents were never home and I moved out at the first chance I got.

Minutes later I was driving down the street with all I owned in my VW bug. Where was I going to go? I just kept driving until I saw a club and decided that maybe getting drunk and clubbing with random strangers would solve my problems. I never knew just how much stepping out of my car at that moment would change my life.

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Zayn’s P.O.V.

“I can never have a perfect guy! I am always going to be stuck with you because that’s all I can ever get! You know I could have any guy I wanted and I…” Jaime yelled more insults at me while I sat and listened to them. They had no effect on me anymore… I felt nothing around her and I thought to myself, “Why am I still here with her?” She was always telling me that I wasn’t good enough and that I didn’t deserve her. Our perfect relationship was now crushed and broken and I sat here taking the insults.

“You know what? I’m leaving. Here I am trying to talk to you and you aren’t even listening! Whatever, I’m going out and when I come back you better be less of a mess than you are now.” Jaime finally left and slammed the door on her way out leaving me in shock of what is going on. How could our relationship turn into this? I always told her I loved her, I took her out, I complimented her, I would do anything for her, yet she still doesn’t love me.

I had to leave. I had to get out of here before she came back because I don’t think I can take this anymore. There are other girls out there that will love me more than Jaime ever could. I quickly wrote a note to her and left it one the table, it read:

Jaime,

I don’t know what I have done to make your hate me so much but I just can’t do this anymore. Our relationship is obviously not working and the insults are just too much. I hope you can find a guy that loves you and meets your standards. Apparently I’m just not that one special guy for you. I’m sorry X

~Zayn

I felt horrible leaving her like this but she had made it clear lately that I wasn’t the one. I really should talk to the boys right now but I think I just need to be on my own right now. I could always call them later at crash at one of their places. I found my duffle bag and stuffed it with as much as a could carry and soon I found myself walking the streets of London in the middle of the night. I walked by a nightclub and the music pulled me in. Soon I could feel the alcohol taking control of me and before I knew it I was dancing in the middle of the pulsing crowd.

I couldn’t feel sad about Jaime when I was at the club. It just didn’t seem like it mattered at the moment. I felt like I had nothing to care about and after what felt like hours I had lost count of the drinks. My head felt dizzy and the girls and music were all blending together.

I stepped outside for some fresh air but my head felt like it weighed 100 pounds. Why did I do that tonight? I am still thinking about Jaime but now I feel like crap on top of it all. I was distracted by someone though. Just then a beautiful girl walked by, her makeup running down her face and she bumped into me and tripped.

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Harpers P.O.V.

“Oh I’m so sorry,” I managed to squeak out without crying. I looked up and was shocked when I looked into a pair of sparking chocolate brown eyes. He caught me right before I fell and gave me a huge smile as I stood up.

“It’s okay babe, don’t you worry ab-about it.” He managed to hiccup out. He was smashed. I don’t know how he was still standing right now. I could smell the alcohol radiating off of him and I knew he was completely drunk. As I looked closer at him in the dark light I instantly recognized him. My heart skipped a beat and it took all my energy not to scream.

I was in the arms of none other than Zayn Malik.

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A/N Well there it is!! The Inro to my story :) Tell me what you guys think please!! It would mean the world to me. I will probably be updating soon so keep an eye out! ~Maddie