Chapter 1: The Beginning (One Direction Romance)

Chapter 28: What A Night

I finally broke away to catch my breath. I gazed deeply into her luscious eyes. He beautiful clear ocean blue eyes. I can get so lost at the sight of her.

“Becki…” I couldn’t speak. She has literarily left me speechless. I began breathing heavily, I could feel my palms beginning to sweat. My heart beating rapidly.

What is happening to me?

I repeated myself. “Becki…..I….You….” I think she got the hint that I was trying to say something important to her, but was having a small difficulty getting the words to form in my mouth.

“Louis. Don’t. I know what you’re trying to say and yes I would love to.”

“How did you know what I was going to say?” She only smirked. I pulled her into a gripping hug. This felt right. Being here with her just felt right. I don’t feel guilty about moving on from Eleanor. This was it. She was the one for me and I am going to prove it to her. Show her how special she really is.

“Why don’t we give the popcorn to everyone now.”

“Whatever you say carrot.” We grabbed the sizzling popcorn and drinks. Liam thought it would be inappropriate to drink at the girls house, we grudgingly agreed to just drink pop.

~~~~~~~~~~~~Ashley’s Pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Becki and Lou brought the snacks. I wasn’t feeling too hungry, but Niall dug right in like he hasn’t eaten in years. I think for now on his new nickname should be Mr. Piggy. I have no idea where it all goes though. He’s as skinny as a rail. It’s insane!

The movie started and everyone was right into it.

We got 30 minutes into it when my phone chirped in my pocket. I plucked it out, unlocked the screen, and saw 1 new text message. It was from Mark.

Ashley. I miss you babe. I was wrong about you. I’m coming over so we can talk. Be there in 5. I also considered that you can take me back and we can retry to find your fun side. Don’t get too excited when I come over.

I read the text and reread it over and over again. I can not believe he sent me that. How did I not see his cockiness before.

Shit! What am I going to do about Zayn? Should I tell him? No…..I can handle Mark on my own. I whispered to Zayn “I’ll be right back.” He looked at me with a concerned look on his face. I just smiled to show I was okay. He shrugged and went back to watching the movie. He and the rest of the guys were so ingrowth with the movie. Must be a guy thing with all the cool car stunts.

I quietly sneaked out of the apartment, waiting for Mark to show up, if she showed up at all.

After waiting for at least 10 minutes I finally heard the elevator *Ding*

“Hey babe. Awe look, you waited for me. How sweet of you.”

“Actually no. I just didn’t want you to come into the apartment.” He looked confused.

“We have company over.”

“Just ditch them. Come over to my place. We can “talk” there.” He winked as he said talk. I knew what he was thinking.

“I’m not going anywhere with you.”

“What?”

“You think that just because you said you’re sorry makes everything better and I forgive you for dumping me.”

“Saying sorry should be good enough.”

“Well, it’s not. It doesn’t even matter because I am over you. I’ve moved on. Interested in someone else. I don’t like you anymore.” I thought I was a little harsh for my taste. Usually I let down easily, but he was being arrogant.

“So I take my precious time to arrive all the way here just to get dumped on.”

“I’m just telling you what you need to hear. Besides I have better things to do then waste my time crying over a douche bag like you.”

“So after all the time we spent together you’re just going to throw it away.”

“Sounds pretty clear to me.”  He started to come closer to me. I started to tremble as I saw the look on his face. He was now inches from my face.

“No one says no to me.” He pushes the back of my head into his face. Our lips met, but aggressively and forcefully. I tried to back away, but he kept pushing. I finally pulled away stunned.

“How dare you.” I slapped him as hard as I could.

“You know you like it.” He pushed me up against the wall. He was grinding my leg. I tried to push him off, but he was too strong. The impact of the way he pushed me against the wall made a loud thumping noise. I was praying someone heard. Hoping Zayn would come save me. I’ve never wanted to be in his arms so badly as now.

Marks hands started to play with the bottom of my shirt. I smacked his hand away.

“Don’t. Mark. It’s not funny. Let me go.”

“But it is funny. This is how we are going to find your fun side.” His breath smelled like garbage. I pulled away, but was grabbed my the arm and whipped back on the wall. He had a very lustful facial expression. I was terrified of him now. His fingers now crawled up inside my shirt. I let out a small yelp. Mark just smiled and kept moving his hand upward.

“STOP MARK!” I tried to yell, but it only came out as a whisper.

“I know you don’t want me to stop. I know you want more.”

“NO MARK!!!” He smiled disgustingly. I thought I would never be able to get him off of me, but the most beautiful sound I ever heard was the squeak of the door to the apartment.

“Ash-“ I knew that voice. Thank God. I never have been so happy to hear Zayn’s voice.

“Do you mind bud. I’m trying to have a conversation here with my girlfriend.” Zayn’s eyes focused on where Mark had his hand.

“Seems to me like there isn’t much talking going on here.”

“Zayn.” Mar sharply turned back at me.

“You know this little fucker?” He wouldn’t let me answer.

“Get lost wannabe.” Mark flailed his arms toward Zayn, but he stood still at the front of the door.

“Are you fucking deaf? I said get lost!”

“Come one Ashley.” I tried to get free, but Mark gripped harder around my arms.

“Let. Go. Of. Her.”

“Whatcha gonna do about it pretty boy?” In a split second Mark was on the ground covering his face and whimpering like a dog. I just stood there. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Zayn just punched Mark. I was overwhelmed with emotions, but the only thing I could think of to do was hop over Mark and run into Zayn’s safe arms.

“Are you okay?” I couldn’t speak. I just wanted to get the hell away from Mark.

“Come on. Let’s get you settled down. Oh and Mark. Get the hell away from here and never come near Ashley again or I swear to God worse things will happen.”

Mark stood up, stuck his middle finger up towards Zayn and started to limp towards the elevator.

Zayn closed the door behind me. We quietly tiptoed to the bathroom because I could smell the blood on his hands.

I turned on the faucet and ran his hands in the icey running water. We didn’t speak, but after I cleaned his hand and made sure he wasn’t injured I pulled him close. We stood there embraced not letting each other go. I finally let go ready to say something when I gazed into his eyes. He leaned down and his smooth lips brushed against mine. I couldn’t help but smile. Even though I nearly got raped outside my own living area I still felt secure in Zayn’s touch.

“Thank you.”

“I promise I will never let anyone ANYONE ever hurt you like that ever again. I promise I will protect you.”

“I know you will.” We both smiled at one another.

“I love you Zayn.”

“I love you too.”