A Drunken Mistake : A Zayn Malik Fanfiction (Completed)

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Your pov:

I started to breathe heavily, sudden panic filled my body.
My eyes quickly scanned around the white room, looking for a way out. The only two ways seemed to be the window and the room door.

Zayn's shaky sobs filled the room. My vision darted down to Zayn, he was kneeling on the floor.

"I don't want to see you. Leave now", I told him sternly.

He clasped my hand and brought it to his cheek, making me feel the stubble on his jaw.

I always admired the way the prickly stubble contrasted to the smooth, silky skin that covered jaw. But the admiration was soon replaced with resistance and it seemed to have died down after the episode that had occurred only a while ago.

I tried to remove my cold hand from his warm ones but he started to shake his head rapidly.

"Please, go away Zayn. I don't want to see you", I told him as I looked away towards the window.

I felt as if I didn't even have it in me to put up a fight. Hell, I didn't even have the energy to deal with him at all anymore it seemed.

I heard him gasp and choke on a sob as he seemed to have panicked and quickly shifted and sat on the spacey hospital bed.

I tried to move further away, but his hands quickly went to my hips as he pulled me into his lap. I gasped when I felt his head nuzzle into the crook of my neck.

His tear stained cheeks resting against my cool skin. His breathing was as erratic as mine.

"Zayn, no. I can't do this."

I felt his arms tighten around me, causing me to wince. He quickly loosened his arms and looked up.

"Please don't leave me, Y/N, I can't live without you. I won't be able to live without you."

The vulnerability in his eyes tugged at my heart. My mind was going through a whirlwind of thoughts.

"I love you, Y/N".

Zayn's pov:

I loved her. Hell, I was completely in love with her from the first time I saw her.

I just wish I hadn't let my stupidity and anger issues get in the way of every little thing.

But with Y/N, I knew that I couldn't ever let her go. She is mine. I looked over at her. Her soft,rosy cheeks were splotched with tears.

Tears because of my stupidity.

Her full lips parted. Her eyes were hooded. She looked so tired.

It broke the remains of my shattered heart. But, all in all, I was too selfish to let her go.

I caused this problem and I was going to fix it and I think I just knew how to do that..