Zayn Malik long #imagine "C'mon C'mon"

PART 1 Zayn Malik long #imagine

C'mon C'mon

#imagine its Friday night, around 10 o'clock and Zayn is coming to pick you up from your house. You are both going clubbing together tonight. Just as you're checking yourself in the mirror for the last time, the door bell rings.. You open the door, greeting  Zayn all dressed in black, wearing a black leather jacket, and black jeans, perfectly matching his jey-black hair put up in a quiff. He looks too cute in black! 

You hug him tight "Hi babe!"  Zayn wraps his arms around you and says "You look beautiful baby" You kiss his lips quickly and as you pull away, Zayn examines your breasts. "What are you looking at?" you ask him. He reaches out to your chest and adjusts the tight, sleeveless dress from right at your breats. "Just fixing it" he responds in his hot British accent. You smile at him, admiring his sexy stuble. 

Soon you're at the club and making you are both making your way straight to the alcohol. You both grao your glasses and go to dance. You start moving your hips as Zayn goes up behind you, grabbing your waist and kissing you down your neck. He starts grinding your bum and you can feel his dick on you. You smile, your free arm feeling the back of his neck. Then Zayn stops and goes for another drink. He sits there watching you dance. You watch him finish three beer bottles, as he asks for one more. 

Thats when you go up to him and say "Isn't that too much drinking babe?"  
Zayn shakes his head and says "No, I'll be fine."  You shrug and sit beside him on a bar stool, ordering some wine for yourself.  All of a sudden, Zayn get up to leave, heading outside. You follow him because you never know what he'll do when he's drunk. He keeps walking to the back of the building, and you realize he's only going for a smoke. He leans against the brick wall, lighting his cigarette. You rest your head on his shoulder, standing beside him as he puts the cigarette in his mouth. 

"I love you so much," he says. 
"I love you too babe, but I am really worried about your drinking and smoking...please quit?" you tell him.

Zayn looks at you with angry red eyes. He frightens you and you gasp when he put both arms on either side of you. He aggresively grabs your wrists and presses them back against the wall. You try to get out of his hold but his large hands don't let you. Now he's real drunk.

"Quit?" he says, with a firm voice. You can see the anger rising up in him. 

You look up at him, terrified.