One Direction Dirty Imagines

Real Rough

really think I would cheat on you. I love you so much babe, I would never 

cheat on you, ever. You mean the world to me, and Iʼd rather die before 

hurting you, or be a reason to see tears in your eyes. 

At first I was still struggling to get his hand off my wrist, and I was pushing 

him off me. I was crying and shouting, until he started to explain himself I felt 

so bad, and ashamed that I suspected him, but I mean what was I suppose 

to think, he came home late, and had lipstick on his cheek, and women 

perfume all over his shirt. When I tried to talk to him and ask him about it, he 

ignored me and told me it was nothing. I was not about to let it go that easily. 

The girl was not worth us fighting, but what was worth fighting for was my 

love for him. I loved him too much to let there be any secrets between us. 

Me: let go of my hands Zayn. Now !! 

So as I was crying and shouting, I managed to get his hand of my wrist, and 

push him away. I ran to the door to get out, he then held me by my shirt and 

pulled me away, the impact was so hard that I actually fell to the floor, and

my shirt was ripped in half. I tried to get up, but before I could even cover 

myself up, he jumped on top of me and ripped off whatever was left of my 

shirt. As I was hitting him and kicking him away he tied my hands to the bed 

with my shirt and put his hand on my mouth so I wouldnʼt scream. I looked at 

him with a stare full of anger, and confusion. But he read my eyes differently, 

he saw wariness and lust. And the truth was that my eyes said all those 

combined. He looked at me and said. 

Zayn: I am going to uncover your mouth now, donʼt yell or I will cover it again 

and this time I wonʼt be gentle. 

He then uncovered my mouth, he hesitated a little whether he  should or not, 

but uncovered my mouth anyways. 

Me: I hate you so much… (I cried) Zayn I am going to kill you if you donʼt get 

off of me. (I shouted) 

He ignored the fact that I told him that I hated him. 

Zayn: I told you if you yelled or shouted I werenʼt going to be so gentle and 

you brought it on to yourself. And as far as I'm concerned youʼre the one on 

the bottom tied up not me, so you killing me is the last thing on my mind right 

now. 

With every word he said his grip got tighter and tighter, and as he was 

talking he came closer and closer to my face I could smell his minty breath 

on my face. Until he came close enough to my ear and said. 

Zayn: I warned you. 

 As I was about to say something he covered my mouth again, but very hard