Zayn Malik Imagines

Its okay

(A/N: Zayn is portrayed as a dark character here. Some viewers might find it triggering. Happy reading)

Zayn Malik, the most famous name of the underworld, is scared of nothing, nothing except losing the love of his life. 

He kept her safe, away from the prying hands of the filthy drug dealers or sex-driven men and women. His love, Y/N Y/L/N, was beautiful, perfect E/C colored eyes, long wavy H/C hair, sweet plump lips- he could go on forever describing her beauty. 

You were his world, rather his world revolved around yours. Not a single soul would've guessed that such a pure person like you would fall for the beast himself, except he wasn't the beast, he was the prince in disguise. 

Your laugh would bring a smile to his mostly scowling face, your smile would brighten up his world and when you were upset, he'd do absolutely anything to make you smile. Even if it meant watching some girl drama on the telly, he'd gladly do that. 

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You two were laying in your bedroom, staring at the ceiling, your head resting on his firm inked chest when he sensed something was bothering you. 

"What's wrong doll?" he asked running his hand soothingly along your hair and you sighed, you always wanted to tell him, but then you always didn't. 

"Its nothing" you mumbled not looking because you knew when Zayn looked into a liar's eyes, he knew right away; he was that skilled. 

"Of course its something, you've never been so quiet. You can tell me anything" he encouraged you to tell him and you decided, you were going to tell him. 

You rolled over, so that you were facing him now, his caramel brown eyes looking concerned when he saw the worry in yours. "Promise me you won't be mad" you said timidly and he smiled. 

"I can never be mad at you" he stated, which was true, he never ever got mad with you. Maybe once when you dared him to get a rose tattoo, but that was nothing serious. The tattoo actually turned out great. 

You took a deep breath and stated, "I'm scared Zayn. I'm scared that one of these days you-you'll never return home, the enemies are increasing in number now and-and I don't want to lose you. I love you so much Zayn, I love you so much" as you stated, your eyes started to sting with tears. 

Zayn stared at you and pulled you towards, keeping you as close as possible. He knew what you said was true but he didn't care, well didn't care until that moment. 

"I'll always keep you safe, nobody will never ever hurt you. If someone's gonna hurt you, they'll have to go through me first" he tried to calm you down but that didn't help one bit. You knew he was gonna keep you safe, and you wanted him safe too. 

Not saying anything to each other anymore, you two stayed there like that until you fell asleep, in his arms. 

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It all started with a phone call. One fucking phone call. 

"If you want him alive, you'll meet me at the *insert an address* alone. One hour max" and with that the man on the other side of the call cut the call. You felt your knees go weak and as your phone hit the ground. You didn't know what to do, Zayn's life was at stake, you could hear his screams in the background during the call. 

He was hurting and you couldn't let him get more hurt. You knew what you had to do. 

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The address given to you by the man was surprisingly close, you reached there in less than thirty minutes. It looked like a warehouse, old and unused.