He Makes You Insecure, (Zayn, Part 2/2):
Back at the hotel you have everything you need, a mirror. Just a mirror. You're still in your bikini, ready to take it off and throw it in the bin. Ugly, trashy and worthless. That's what you are. You're not. It's just what's going round in your precious mind. A few minutes later your bikini, what you bought new, is in the bin. All it says to you is 'you're ugly.' On goes your tracksuit bottoms and a tank top and you're laying in bed, whimpering to yourself. You're not going to lie, you do feel sorry for yourself. But you don't give crap. Three hours later the door creaks open, the clock on your nightstand says it's just over six o'clock.
"I came to see if you're okay sweetheart."
Ignoring him you go into the bathroom and brush your teeth.
"Are you okay? Have I done something?"
You nod to yourself, silently agreeing to his statement, "yes, Zayn. You have actually." That was barely audible so he can't hear anything.
"I want to come in." Zayn's impatient because he knows what's the matter with you.
"well you can't."
"(YOURFULLNAME) if you don't let me in here now I will break this bloody door down, I know why you're upset. It's because that bimbo was giving me the eye up. I don't care about her. She's disgusting, I was looking at her but I wasn't actually looking at her because I fancied her. I was looking at her because her 'buzums' were all I could see. Please just let me in. Just let me in. I'm sorry. You're much better than her."
A smile forms on your face, a smile of happiness.
You don't say anything you just open the door, to see a sad Zayn stood before you.
"I love you." He speaks softly.
"I love you too."
You lean in and give him a kiss, leaning in more. Smiling softly.
Knowing that Zayn is all yours.
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