The Girl Who Stole Their Hearts

*Zayn's POV*

I really need to talk to the boys...I haven't seen them since after I broke up with Perrie. I've mostly been hanging out and going to clubs with my buddy, Ed Sheeran. But tonight I felt something... different.

We drove to The Funky Buddha, and I glanced around nervously. It's been a month since my last relationship, but Ed really wants me to try and "Get out there," if you know what I mean. So, I make my way through the crowd to the dance floor, and start to talk to some women. I had an...er... intresting...conversation with some drunk Blond named Dakota.

"So...Uh...Tell me about yourself," I asked, anxiously.
"Well, I was born in Utah, and.........................." That's pretty much all I remember before I saw her. She was beautiful, stunning, gorgeous, and I wanted her, badly. With her Teal eyes, and her luring curves, I was like a kid in a candy store, but with no money. Besides, a girl like her is probably taken already. She caught my gaze, shit. She probably thinks i'm a creep. I just hope she isn't "My Biggest Fan," as many other girls have claimed. A tall, scrawny man walks over to her carrying shot glasses and a small bottle of Tequlia. He starts talking to her in his drunken state, trying to get her wasted as well, and I see she is uncomfortable. The man looks at me suspiciously, then points and says something to her. Fuck. Wait, what's he doing now? Oh shit! He's pouring some powder into her glass! Bloody Hell! I have to get her away from that creep. I duck my head down, and try to push my way out of the dancing crowd of drunk twerkers. But I am too late. They are both gone. Oh, great. Now Mr. Creep is grinding against Dakota. Well, looks like the girl is leaving, so, good. Uh-Oh, there goes creepy guy, heading after her. Alright, I know what I need to do.

I walk outside and, quietly, sneak my way around the corner of the club. I hear her scream, only to be silenced moments later. Okay, Zayn, what can you do to save her without drawing a lot of attention to yourself? I hear her being slammed against a wall, as the creep trys to, unsuccesfully, calm her down.

"Shh! Shutup, you little whore! Now, just let me get in here, and-"
"Help!"
"I said, SHUT YOUR MOUTH! Besides, you didn't really think I was going to give you a job, did you now? Ha! I don't even work there, you dumb little slut!"
I can't take this anymore. If I don't act now, she'll be raped for sure. I step into the Alleyway.
"What in the bloody hell do you think you're doing to her?!" I yell in anger.
"Just walk away man. I got this. Besides, the little bitch likes it, don't 'ya, sweetheart?"
"Let me go!"
"It's not gonna be that easy, babe. See, I'M the one in charge here, and-"
"I think the lady asked you to let her go, mate." I walk closer, I'm not afraid to beat him up.
"Look man, I don't want any trouble-"
"Then let her go before I snap your scrawny little neck in two!" I sock him right in the jaw, and he falls to the ground. The girl starts crying, and I try to calm her down. Behind me I hear Ed calling me, but, I ignore it. I need to get this girl help, and fast. She falls, and I catch her just before she hits the ground. Ed runs over, and I ask him to bring the car. She isn't hurt, as far as I can tell, so I decide to bring her home, somewhere...safe.

Notes

Aw, Zayn is so sweet!