Dark Zayn

His hazel eyes stared deep into mine as he pinned me to the wall.

"You're scared aren't you?" He asks me. "You think I'm a monster like everyone else."

He lets my arms down and looks down at the ground, slightly turning away from me.

I stare at him, both shocked and confused.

"Well?" He asks. "Go on! Run away like every other person I used to know!" Zayn looks at the ground squinting, but you can obviously see the tears brimming in his eyes. I've never seen him cry before... ever.

"Zayn, I'm not going to do that." I tell him. "I'm not like everyone else because I'm not scared of you. Sure it may seem like it, but now I'm getting to know you. You're not the "Bradford Bad Boy" everyone thinks you are. You're actually quite sweet." I caress his shoulder and he turns towards me.

"Are you sure?" He asks. "All I do is cause trouble."

"I don't care." I respond. "I just want to be with you."

He stares deep into my eyes and pulls me in, kissing my lips softy...