You Could Save Me

Chapter 9

When I woke up, I was greeted by an empty bed. I had a few extra blankets laying on top of me, and my water had been refilled. Everything smelled like freshly made coffee and I could hear the water running in the bathroom. I sat up, and a paper slid off of my lap and I picked it up. Zayn had opened it up to the houses for sale and cirlcled a few of them. They were newly built, large, and extremely beautiful. I listened cloesly, trying to hear if Zayn had shut off the water or not. He hadn't. I could hear Usher playing and him singing along. I smiled to myself. 

After I had gotten dressed in a light blue skirt, a white top, and a black blazer, I put my hair into a neat bun. i tucked my bangs behind my ears and put on small diamond earrings. When I slipped my black flats on and turned around, I was greeted by Zayn smiling over at me. "Have I told you lately how beautiful you are to me?" He was wearing black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt with a leather jacket over them. He had a couple of necklaces hanging down his chest and black boots.

"Have I told you lately how absolutly amazing you are?" He smiled softly at me strided over to me. He put both of his hands on either side of my face and looked down at me. 

"You're the amazing one. I love everything about you."

"How cheesy." I winked at him and he chuckled.

"You've been taking cheeky lessons from Harry, haven't you?"

"He told me that if I wasn't cheeky, I failed at life." I faked a pout and he leaned down and connected his lips to mine. Every kiss that we shared was different from the others. This one was full of love and passion. Our lips molded together perfectly. When we broke apart, he rested his head on mine. I smiled up at him and he held me close. 

"Ready to house hunt, my love?"

"Yes, I am." I kissed his nose. "I love you, too, by the way."

"You're amazing." I smiled up at him and grabbed his hand. I led him to the living room and out to my car. "Let's get this show on the road."

"Okay, well just turn left up here."

~3 Hours Later~

"If you'll just sign here, Mr. Malik, the place is all yours." 

"Alright, are you sure about this one, babe?" I looked around at the large sitting room. The dark red walls were Zayn's style. The dark wood floors were his style. The crystal fixtures and the chrome was mine. It was like this house was made for us. I smiled down at Zayn, who was bending over the paper. His hand was poised to sign.

"I love it almost as much as I know you do."

"Which is a lot." He grinned and signed his name. 

"We will hire someone to move the stuff in tomorrow morning."

"I can't wait." I clapped my hands together.

"Do you want to co-sign with your wife, Mr. Malik?" The man that was selling us the house was rather old, and didn't have children, so he had no clue who Zayn was. I smiled to myself at the thought of being Mrs. Malik.

"I didn't know that was an option."

"Oh, it is. Just in case of divorce. That way it can be decided legally who gets certain things. In the long run, it will be a much better decision." He smiled warmly at me.

"Oh, we won't be getting a divorce. Love like ours only comes around once in a lifetime. I won't ever let her go." He smiled up at me again and slid the paper towards me so I could sign my name.

"Zayn, are you sure?"

"Absolutly, love. Go ahead and sign for me." He handed me the pen and I gave him a skeptical look. I signed my name and gave the bald man sitting across from us the pen and the contract.

"I kind of feel like I just signed my life away."

"Well don't think of it that way. Now we're just much much closer." I giggled at Zayn's comment and looked up to see the old man looking at us with warm eyes.

"I wish every couple I sold to looked at each other the way you two do. It's adorable." I grinned at him. Zayn grabbed my hand and a blush crept its way onto my face. 

"This is the third best day of my life." Zayn stated.

"Third to what?" I looked at him, confused.

"To meeting you and then telling you I loved you."

~Three Days Later~

"Zayn, I think we're finally done unpacking!" I smiled and jumped onto the bed beside him. He set down the empty box and turned to me, grabbing me and pulling me across the bed and into his lap. I laughed.

"Sara, I want to talk to you about something." He got really serious. I sat next to him and waited for him to continue. "Niall told me that you knew. About..." He trailed off and lifted his arms, gesturing to his scars.

"Yeah, I saw them the day that we kissed for the first time. When I lifted your hand, your bracelet slid back. I didn't want to say anything to you til you were willing to talk about it with me. I told Niall and Liam." I looked down at my feet.

"Oh." He just stared at me and I looked back up at him.

"I've waited my entire life for someone who is as right for me as you are. I would never walk away because of something so minor. I love you, Zayn Malik. Nothing will ever change that. Ever." I grabbed onto his hands. He had tears in his eyes as he smiled at me. "I just want to know why you do it? Why harm yourself?"

"Because I have tokeep my cool in public. I felt like this was a proper release to the things I couldn't let out in public. And once i started, I just couldn't stop. it made me feel more alive."

"When was the last time?"

"The day you were almost killed. By that Toby guy." His face went rigid and a few tears fell out of his eyes. "I was so sure that I was going to lose you before we even got the chance to be together properly. I was so sure that that was the last time I would be able to see you alive. That's why I said what I did when I did." 

"Zayn, love. Please don't cry." I felt a lump in my throat. I could tell that I was going to start crying as well.

"Sara, let me finish." He took my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. "My life would be so different without you. I couldn't imagine another day without you in my arms. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. I don't even want to try to picture the morning without you. Sara, will you be my girlfriend?"

"One condition."

"And what could that be?"

"Come to me next time. When you hurt yourself, you're hurting me." I looked down at the sheets and he lifted my face so that I was looking at him once again.

"Anything you want. I will come to you." I smiled and kissed him. We laid down together and he kissed my neck. 

"Yes."

"What?" He pulled away and looked into my eyes.

"I will be your girlfriend." He smiled and kissed me again.

"I love you so much, Sara."

"Trust me Zayn, I love you more."