Idol (Zayn Malik)

Chapter nine - Love Stories and Future Promises

I KNOW THAT THE GIF HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE CHAPTER BUT IDC BC PRIORITIES

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Zayn's POV

Was I stupid or what? She had given me a second chance and I had fucked it up.

"I'm so sorry" I said as soon as we walked into her room. We had gone there to talk privately.

And yes, we would only talk.

"Just tell me, why?" She said looking at me in the eye.

"I" I doubted "I don't know. I just got mad at Harry and just did it. I don't know. I can't explain why. I guess that I was trying to protect you. I have that old habit. Protecting who I care about from Harry's claws" I fake laughed, I could say that she was hiding a smile. "Old habits die hard" I motioned and she changed her expression.

"The pot" she stated. Simply that and sat on her bed.

"It was a mistake. It was during that tour. It was crazy, I was crazy. And we had it right there. I don't deny that it was a mistake, but I recognize that if I hadn't done it, I wouldn't be the person I am today. I've changed lots. I'm not the 2014 pot smoker Zayn. I know that it wasn't right. I've changed my view of thinking and, most importantly, I have a different view of the people I cared the most about back then." I kept going and sat next to her "How do I explain this easily?" I took her hair out of her face and put it behind her ear "People I thought that were important to me, did it. I thought it was good, so I did it. Fortunately... "I followed with a smile "...I realized on time of my mistake and now whenever she calls to my phone We are never ever getting back together sounds" She laughed without control. She was so sweet.

"When did you guys break up?" she asked.

"How did you even realize?" I responded with disbelief

"Well, I kinda figured when you asked me out" she smiled and I think I blushed "I hadn't known other way, darling. I don't know if you're trying to hide it from the media, but if it is so, you're doing a great job".

"I'm not trying to hide it, I'm just not ready to spill it all out and if they find out, they're going to ask me to tell them EVERYTHING in like 10 minutes, and that's not possible." I breathed, she sighed while looking at me.

"Was it bad?" I looked at her and nodded softly, she looked at me with concern eyes

"Don't you worry, darling. I'm ok."

"I don't believe that you're ok, to be honest. But if you insist, I'll believe you. I know that we know each other for a day, but I like you, Zayn Malik, and if you need some girly advice, I'll be there." She smiled making my heart melt.

She liked me.

"So I am forgiven?" I asked her while grabbing her hand.

"Not yet." She chuckled.

"I'll do anything." I begged her.

"Firstly" she said while looking at me "No more pot. Not even once. I find out you did it once and I'm gone. Off your life, forever. No more warnings. I'll be gone"

I nodded, agreeing to her terms and conditions.

"Secondly" She kept going "You'll dance with me"

Shit.

"Okay"

"Really?"

"Yes" I confirmed "Your forgiveness is more important than anything else. But, just so you know, I suck at dancing".