GIF Imagines [1D]

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Imagine Zayn is staying the night at your house, you've been seeing each other for nearly a couple of months and you're definitely falling for him.

When you go to bed, cuddling each other, you feel like something's wrong and that Zayn is acting weird but you shrug it off, thinking he's probably just tired. As you're drifting asleep you swear you hear Zayn murmur "Goodbye" in your hair but you're not awake enough to take much notice.

You jolt awake after hearing a door slam. Frantically looking around, you see an empty bed and a note on your bedside table. On the front, you see your name written in Zayn's usual handwriting. Automatically assuming the worst, you spring out of bed, not even putting your slippers on and run barefoot down to your garage, where Zayn's car is. The garage door slams behind you and you see a figure turn to the source of the noise.

"Zayn?" You whisper, your voice cracking slightly.
"Y/N? What are you doing down here? I thought you were asleep." He sighs, running his hands over his face.
"I was, until the door slammed and woke me up! Then I saw you weren't in bed and I saw a note in your handwriting so I thought you were leaving me so I r-"
"I am, leaving I mean. I wrote everything in the note, it's best for both of us okay?" He walks over to the driverside door and begins to open it. Rushing to his side, you slam it shut.
"No Zayn, this isn't like you. You wouldn't do this, just leave without saying a proper goodbye. Something's wrong. I know you."
Zayn moves closer to you, inches away, shaking his head.

"You don't know me." His voice is cold, almost unrecognisable, but you're not going to let him go without trying.

"No Z. I do know you. I know how you furrow your eyebrows and bite your lip when you're confused or thinking hard. I know your eyes light up when you get an idea. I know the corners of your mouth turn up when you're trying not to laugh. I know how you avoid eye contact when you're embarrassed. I know that when you want attention you gently poke me with your foot. I know the way you hold me when I'm upset or the way you feel in my arms when I'm holding you. I know so much about you but I also know there's more to know and I want to know those things. I'm not letting you go Z. I won't do that to myself and I won't let you do it to yourself either."

During your mini speech, his eyes began to water, the first few tears roll down his cheeks, as he continues to listen, not even bothering to wipe them away. When you finish he watches you, his brown eyes boring into your own. After a couple minutes of this, you hold your hand out and without breaking eye contact, he takes it. "I'm sorry Y/N/N. I just-"
You shake your head, placing a finger from your free hand over his lips. "You don't have to explain. It's okay." He nods, cupping your cheek and placing a kiss on your forehead, before squeezing your hand and leading you back up to your room.
You feel like you should be scared that he might try to leave again, but for some reason you know, deep in your heart, that he won't leave. Not now, not later, not ever.

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