Changing For Her {Zayn Malik}

Katie's POV
I awoke in an unfamiliar room to a pounding sensation in my head and an excruciating pain in my stomach. What the hell! How did I get here? I checked my phone which was on the dresser next to me, which had over 30 messages mainly from Kelly. Limping, I got out of bed and made my way out the room.
"Hello," I called out
Merely a minute after, I got a reply, "Kate," said an all too familiar voice, his hair was messy but he still managed to look good.
"Zayn?" I said with a confused look, "how did I get here? And why do I feel like I just got hit by a bus?" I groaned, holding onto the wall next to me for support.
"Hangover," he chuckled, " there's Advil in that cupboard over there," Zayn said pointing at the cupboard near the fridge,
"Thanks,"
After I took the tablets, I returned to the living room to find Zayn watching 'Red'.
"Zayn, can you tell me what happened last night?" As soon as those words left my mouth, he started shifting uncomfortably on the sofa.
"You don't remember?" Zayn asked sounding as if this surprised him.
"No, I had quite a number of drinks last night," I chuckled
"You were attacked at the party last night, and you were so weak that you passed out, I thought it would be better if I brought you here, seeing as how it would appear to your parents, that a guy they don't know brought home their daughter who was knocked out cold,"
At this point memories came flooding back

~ Flashback ~

Stumbling to the bathroom, I was shoved roughly against the wall and lips came crashing down on my mine

"Stop," I whimpered but the boy laughed and continued. I bit his lip very hard that it bled and was repayed with a slap across my right cheek

"You b*tch, you bit me!" the guy yelled
I then felt a pain shoot through my stomach which got stronger by every blow I received.

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"Do you know who did this to me?" I asked Zayn
"Um, no," Zayn hesitantly replied
"Ok, I'm going to shower because I stink, where is you're bathroom?"
"Upstairs, third door on the left, there are towels in the cabinets," Zayn replied
"Thanks,"
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Looking into the mirror at the bruises on my body brought tears to my eyes. There was a purple bruise of a handprint on my right cheek and numerous large bruises all over my stomach. Stepping into the shower, I began to rinse off last night memories and the way his roaming hands felt on my body. Wrapping the towel around my body, I made my way to Zayn's room where there was sweatpants and one of his t-shirts laying on the bed. Stepping into them, I made my way to the kitchen where the smell of bacon was coming from.
"Zay-," it was like all the air was sucked out of my lungs, infront of me stood Zayn in nothing but a towel hanging dangerously low on his waist, his back was facing me and his muscles on his tattoed covered arms contracted as he continued cooking. I must admit Zayn was one sexy guy and to add with that he nailed that 'badboy' aura without trying.
"Thanks," I replied catching my breath as I realized I was staring at Zayn for at least a minute now
"For what?" Zayn asked
"Everything," I replied smiling widely
Placing a plate of eggs and bacon infront of me, Zayn sat down right next to me causing me to suddenly get hot.
"Tell me about yourself," Zayn said leaning across the table so that his faces was inches away from mine,
"What do you want to know?," I asked lowering my head and fiddling with my fingers. Since when was I nervous around Zayn,
"Anything," he replied
"Well, my name is Katie Jenkins and I'm 17 turning 18 in a few weeks and I like music and French and I'm afraid of the dark," I whisphered the last part but Zayn heard and laughed causing my cheeks to redden
"I'm Zayn's Malik and I'm 19 years old and I like art and that's about all,"
Half an hour later and Zayn and I was still talking after he came back from dressing."Zayn I have to go home now, my dad probably wants me home," I said after our conversation
"Do you want me to walk you?," he asked
"Sure, only if you want to" I replied
Making our way to his front door, Zayn checked to see if the house was locked up properly.
"Ok, now we can go,"
Reaching my door step, I turned to Zayn, and without thinking I crashed my lips onto his, igniting sparks throughout my body. Pulling away, I whisphered thanks to him and quickly made my way inside hiding the big smile on my face and my flushed cheeks. Touching my lips, I felt the tingling

Zayn's POV
Katie entered her house leaving me stunned by her sudden boldness, the feeling of her lips on my mine was indescribable, Malik get a hand of yourself, you know what you need, to hookup with some random chick and I'll forget about Katie said a voice in my head. I was pulled out of my thoughts by the dinging of my cellphone. It was a text from Louis
Meeting today at o'clock
-Louis
Arriving at our usual spot, I saw Harry's and Louis' cars parked outside. Making my way inside I spotted the guys.
"Whatsup bros,"
"Zayn, George is not happy about the stunt you pulled last night and has set people looking for you and that chick you saved so if I was you I'll keep her close," Louis advised
This made me angry, if he as much as touch a strand of hair on her head I'll kill him and not regret it.
It has been an hour and the meeting was finally finished. I went home showered and crashed on the couch.

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