"Zayn, I'm home!" You called out to your shared flat with your boyfriend, Zayn Malik. He didn't answer. Strange. He always answered.
You walked into your guys' bedroom and saw something you wish you hadn't. Your mouth fell open. "Zayn!" You yelled now in tears.
He was kissing another girl. He pushed her away jumped up. "Y/N! You're not supposed to be home for another hour! What are you doing home so early?" He questioned.
"Is that really all you have to say, Zayn? Really? No explanation?" You yelled in his face.
"It's not what it looks like! Y/N please!" He tried saying while you pulled the other girl by her hair and dragged through the front door, slamming it in her face. You then walked back into the room and packed your things. Zayn tried grabbing everything out of your bag to prevent you from leaving.
"No, please just stay. Please. I'm sorry!" He practically begged you from leaving.
"This is the seconds fxcking time this happened! I gave you another chance and you fxcking blew it! What's wrong with you? Am I not good enough for you?" You managed to get all your stuff together.
"I-I don't know. I don't deserve you, Y/N. I'm sorry."
"Damn right you don't deserve me! I'm leaving, Zayn. I'm so done putting up with all your sh*t. Have fun with your other girlfriends!" You walked out the flat with, Zayn crying, for the last time and not bothering to look back.
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One Direction ImaginesFanfiction
Random One Direction imagines. Some will be cute and some may be a little sad. I may throw in some dirty imagines sometime throughout the story just for you hormonal teenagers out there ;) Enjoy!