Secrets (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 21

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Sighing, I walked over to his door and knocked.

“Don’t feel like talking to anybody.” His Bradford accent coming out muffled.

Ignoring his statement, I opened the door and walked into his bedroom.

“I thought I sa—what the hell do you want Alyson!?”

“We need to talk.” I stated the obvious.

“What’s there to talk about?” Zayn asked me, as his hands combed through his hair, frustrated.

“I think you should hear me out before you get mad at what I asked you to do.”

“Oh and what was this golden reason?”

“I’m scared! Okay? I’m scared!” I admit as I sit on the floor, on my knees as I look up at his face, my hands resting on his knees. “I was there when Perrie got all that hate. I was there when El got the hate. I was there when Danielle first got it and then when Sophia got it, after she replaced Danielle. I don’t want to get that hate. I don’t. Especially when it hasn’t been so long since you and Perrie broke up! I don’t know if I can handle it.”

“But I’m here. I’m here for you to come to when you can’t handle it so we can handle it together.” He spoke, a little calmer than before, but still mad.

“I know you are but it still scares me. What are they gonna say? Oh, she’s adopted and she ended up being Harry’s sister and now she’s dating Zayn. She’s just seeking attention. I can’t hear that. I’m not saying that I never want to tell the public about us, but I just can’t have that right now. My life is already so messed up and I just can’t handle more hurt. I want people to know that I’m your girlfriend and that you’re my boyfriend more than anything. I want to tell people how amazing and sweet you are more than anything. I want to gush to my friends about you and just do cute things with you in public but right now, I can’t handle the hate that will come with it. Zayn, do you actually think that this is any easier for me? People think you’re single. Girls are going to throw themselves at you because you’re Zayn Malik. I want people to know that you’re mine, I really do. But we have to wait a while before that happens. Please.”

He sighs as his hand raises to my cheek softly, a small smile appearing on his face. “I guess you’re right. I just…I just want people to know that I have such an amazing girl like you to call mine. But maybe you’re right. It’s too early to tell people about us. I just want you to know that I’m here for you. I’m always here for you and I’ll never let anyone hurt you. Any person who does that won’t see the light of day. Baby, we’ll get through the hate together.”

The moment he called me baby, I felt like a twelve year old school girl screaming on the inside. “Thank you.”

He kisses my forehead. “I’m sorry for getting mad like that.”

“I’m sorry for making you lie.”

“Don’t be sorry, babe.”

I sighed as I stood up, earning a confused glance from his adorable face. “I still have Louis and Harry to talk to.”

“I’m proud of you, you know? Even though you’re mad at them, you’re still going to try to make them happy again. Do you know how great of a person you are?”

(Third person POV):

Alyson scoffed, earning a glare from her boyfriend.

“I mean it. You don’t see it, do you?”