Give Me Love (A Zayn Malik Fan Fiction)

Chapter Nine - The Song

Jesse's perspective:

The conversation with Zayn gave me hope. It was actually the first long conversation I had with someone ever since the accident. It made me realize how much I really missed having someone to talk to. It was also the first time ever that I told the entire story about how I was bullied. Stupid reasons really, they only do it to make themselves feel better. I won't let it get to me; I'll have my day sometime. Someday I'll be successful and they'll just sit at home, unemployed and with no friends.

Anyway, I missed Zayn terribly when he didn't come the next few days. I mean he said that he was going to come back soon. But everyday, like I always did, I sat on my rock and he didn't come. . I was beginning to think that I actually just dreamt it all.

I didn't think he would take my word for real when I said that he could ignore me. But he did. The next days he never looked at me unless he had to. I didn't want it to get to me but it did.

Finally on the Thursday he came out from the forest with a huge smile on his face and a guitar in his hand when I was in the middle of a sad song that reminded me of him.

"Hi!" He called as he ran up to me, his smile growing bigger by each second.

"Hello." I said, sounding sadder then I was.

"Why so sad?" He asked and I wanted to lie, but I just couldn't. There was just something about his eyes that made it impossible for me to lie. I would never admit to him that I was nervous to see him, unless he would say the same thing. Truth is I was very nervous to see him. That's why I avoided eye contact with him so much last time we talked, because when I met his eyes, I really forgot everything I was going to say.

"I thought you never would come, that I just dreamt it all." I said honestly.

"I really hope you didn't dream, because I made a song."

"What?!" I was surprised.

"Just joking, I didn't actually write a song but I was practicing a song on the guitar. I'm not so good at playing yet. I guess I just wanted to impress at you and make it perfect.

"What song is it?"

"I had some troubles choosing song because I don't know what you like so I thought about it for the longest time. Then I figured that everyone that plays guitar must know "21 Guns" and it's a really good. I mean the lyrics are so meaningful if you really listen to them. It's pretty easy for me to play too even though I've had some troubles with bar-chords but I'm better now!" He just went on and on and I just couldn't help smiling at his cuteness. He finally paused and took a deep breath. "Anyway, I thought we could play it together, do you know the song?"

"Yes I know the song! I think this will be really fun, I've never played together with anyone before..."

"Never!?" He lifted his eyebrows and I shook my head. "Music is supposed to bring people together with joy!"

"Well my brothers didn't play anything and my sister doesn't either." Talking about your brothers in past time, way to go Jesse! Zayn noticed that something was wrong when I spoke about my siblings but he didn't ask. He just gave me another little smile and said: "Let's play then, you have to sing!"

"Do you know what's worth fighting for?

When it's not worth dying for?

Does it take your breath away

And you feel yourself suffocating?"

In the beginning it was just him that sung and mostly me that played, he had some troubles changing chords fast.

"Does the pain weigh out the pride?

And you look for a place to hide?

Did someone break your heart inside?

You're in ruins"

"One, 21 guns

Lay down your arms, give up the fight

One, 21 guns

Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I."

Somewhere in the song I stopped being shy and sang for real. We kept looking each-other right in to our eyes. It was a perfect romantic moment. His voice was perfect and went straight into my soul. We pulled the last chord and smiled towards each-other. My heart and soul controlled my body, not my mind. I've never regretted that I leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on his lips. Still I tried to deny it. My face was soon red. "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. It just felt like the right thing to do." I let my eyes wander, I looked at the trees and I looked at the grass but I avoided his gaze.

"It wasn't the right thing to do..." He said and he gave me the biggest smile ever. My eyes met his and I fell deep into his dark eyes. He removed his guitar and stood up. I was almost paralyzed and did the same thing.

"This is the only right thing to do," he said and took a few steps so he was really close to me. I placed one hand on the small of my back, almost on my bum and the other in my hair. I felt his breath in my face before he took on last step towards me and placed his lips on mine. I've never felt that feeling before. I've never felt that feeling before. It was overwhelming. Wonderful. Beautiful. It was the best feeling yet.

It wasn't just the kiss. It was the feeling of feeling loved and the feeling of someone wrapping his arms around me so tight. It felt so protective and safe there. A shelter from all the hate and pain the rest of the world gave me.

It felt as if we kissed forever but we probably didn't stand there so long. I felt the smile that was on his lips the entire time. Suddenly he bursted into laughter and I did too. I don't know why we were laughing. It was one of those laughters you had when you felt really happy and free.

"Do you know how nervous I was to sing that song before? But when you gave me that kiss it all just disappeared. Seriously, now I know you feel the same way about me."

"I wouldn't call it a kiss. Our lips were just touching a little bit. More like a friendly... oh I don't know..." I was still embarrassed that I had just kissed him like that. God I don't know how to socialize normally anymore. I just embarrassed myself.

"So you kiss everyone "a little bit friendly"." He held up his hands and made quote signs.

"No, but..." I didn't know what to say.

"You're really stubborn, you know that right?" He laughed and then he kissed me again.

We stayed for another hour lying in the grass talking and being... friendly. I loved spending time with Zayn, he made me happy. All to soon we had to leave.

"It's to protect you Jesse, it is better if we keep this a secret from everyone. I can't date someone new just a few weeks after I broke up with my long-time girlfriend, it will look really bad and as you know the news around me haven't been so good lately. We just have to wait for a while. That's why they sent me here where no media are allowed. Someone can still send a rumour somewhere. I'm sorry but I just don't want to risk anything.

"It's okay." I said and I thought about what I promised myself just the week before. I promised myself that I would never let anyone hide me from the rest of the world. But this wasn't different wasn't it? Wasn't it? My thoughts were having a war with each other. I ended up telling myself that this was different because Zayn was famous. But that didn't make it hurt less. I just wished someone could show me to the rest of the world with pride in their eyes.

"No, it isn't. I would love to tell everyone. To scream from the top of a mountain that I like you."

"If you stood on the top of a mountain no one would hear you." I mumbled. God, I couldn't see the romantic side of anything.

"You're freaking impossible Jesse, so damn stubborn." He threw his hands up in frustration but smiled.

"I was just joking! I said that it was fine and I meant it." I smiled at him and after a kiss we went separate ways."