When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight,
It just won't feel right,
'Cause I can love you more than this.

Melanie's P.O.V:

"It..it suits you." He says, and I look up at him, moving the hair strand behind my ear, shyly. It's just a simple compliment, but it still manages to heat up my cheeks and bring butterflies in my stomach.

"Thanks," I say, and he nods, before Niall and Harry join us.

"Someone looks pretty," Harry says, hugging me and I thank him, smiling and engage in a conversation with them.

After two hours of getting tired, I take a seat beside my boyfriend who is drunk, along with the other guys except Zayn. I look at the people dancing in front of us, totally wasted, when I feel a hand pulling me up. I look up at him and he smiles at me.

"Let's go dance, Mel." Louis says, pulling me up and I give him a 'are you serious' look. I shake my head, and he nods, holding me by my waist. From the corner of my eyes, I can feel the hazel eyes burning through us.

"Louis, first of all, I'm wearing heels. Second of all, I don't dance." I say, wrapping my hands around his neck but he laughs at me, dragging me to the dance floor. I begin to run, yes, run away from there but he grabs me by my waist, and stops me.

"Please?" He begs for me to dance with him and after a while, I agree after his continous pleads.

"Be careful because I'm wearing heels." I warn him and he chuckles, placing both of his hands on my waist and moves forward, giving me a kiss on my lips. His breathe smells of alcohol. I pull back and smack him lightly on his head.

"What was that for?" He laughs, being tipsy.

"For being so wasted, who told you to drink so much?" I scold him and he chuckles again. We begin to dance on a slow rhythm, Louis spins me around and I turn my head to notice the hazel eyes still on us. His jaw is clenched and he is continously tapping his feet on the floor, while staring at us from the couch. I turn my head back, when I feel light kisses on my neck. Louis' hands slowly begins to travel under my dress, up and down. I try to move back a little because I feel uncomfortable. When his hands reach my upper thigh, I smack his hand away, feeling more uncomfortable.

"Louis, stop." I say, but he still doesn't stop. I try to remove his hand again, but he grabs my waist tighter, his lips still on my neck. His grip on my waist tightens more, hurting me. He has no idea what he is doing, he is drunk.

"Louis, stop it." I slightly raise my voice, he still ignores me. He might be my boyfriend, but I'm not comfortable with what he is doing.

"Louis, I said stop it!" My voice is louder than before, which makes few drunk heads snap in our direction. He pulls back from me and stares at me in anger.

"God damn, Melanie what's the matter with you?!" He yells at me, making me flinch in horror. His eyes full of lust and anger. He pushes me away and I stumble because of my heels, before I can hit the floor, two arms catch me. As soon as I notice what is going on, tears begin to fill my eyes and I look up at the hazel eyes, his hands wrapped around me. He pulls me up and stares at Louis, angrily.

"What's wrong with you, man?" Zayn raises his voice at Louis. Louis glances at him and steps away from Zayn, fuming with anger and holds my wrist tightly, pulling me towards him.

"Fu*ck off Zayn, it's between her and I!" Louis yells at him, tightening his grip around my wrist. I see Zayn clenching his jaw in anger, and his hand balls into fists. His eyes travel to mine and I shake my head, with tears filling my eyes and mouth a 'no' to him. He takes a deep breathe before shifting his gaze towards Louis.

"Leave her hand, you're hurting her." Zayn says, grinding his teeth. Louis moves forward to Zayn, and chuckles on his face. He tightens his grip on my wrist and moves it in front of Zayn's face.

"Now what?" Louis says, giving Zayn a sarcastic smirk. What is wrong with him? He's so wasted that he has no idea of what he is doing. No matter how much I try to control my whimper, it still manages to come out which catches Zayn's attention. Louis' grip on my wrist is really hurting me.

"Leave her, now." Zayn warns Louis, his eyes showing full anger. I don't want them to fight because of me, they are best friends and I would never want their relationship to be ruined because of me. I look around the room for Liam, Niall or Harry but find them totally wasted on the couch to notice what is going on over here. I try to Look around for the girls as well, but find Hazel also drunk, where as Lottie and Waliyha are no where to be seen.

"Louis, you are hurting me." I slightly whisper but he doesn't listen to me, just stares at Zayn in anger.

"Louis, you ar-" before I can complete my sentence, I feel a hand hitting my face. Everything just stops for a second and I get shocked. I clutch my face with my hand and take a step back from him, staring at him in horror. This is not the same Louis, I know. He will never hurt me. But this drunk guy standing in front of me just slapped me. The music stops and everyone gasp, staring at us with their eyes and mouth wide open. At this moment, I'm not able to control my tears anymore. This was a mistake, I shouldn't have come here.

"Shit! I didn't mean to do it. Mel, I'm sor-" I don't give him the chance to complete his sentence and barge out of Liam's house. Tears continously flow from my eyes, making my vision blury. I begin to run in my heals, when I stumble and fall, hitting my head on the ground. I break into loud sobs, when I feel two strong arms lifting me up from the ground.

"Melanie, look at me." I hear the voice, I used to hate, and refuse to look at him. I jerk him away and take off my heels, beginning to run on the road. He soon catches my speed and stops me, pulling me in his arms. I scream and try to move away from him but he holds me closer to him. I hit his chest with my hands, crying to let me go but he wraps him arms tightly around me.

"Zayn, let me go!" I cry, but he shakes his head. My loud sobs become muffling noises on his chest. He strokes my hair and tries to calm me by whispering in my ears.

"Mel, stop crying please. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let it happen to you, I'm really sorry. Please stop crying.. y-you're.. you're hurting me, please stop, love." He whispers in my ear and places light kisses on my head. I soon hear Louis' voice behind us. I don't want to see him, at least not yet.

"Take..me home..please." I beg and he nods against my hair, pulling away from me. He cups my cheeks with both of his hands, wiping the tears off my cheeks. He entwines his fingers with mine and takes me to his car. We soon get in his car and he begins to drive away from Liam's place. From the side mirror of Zayn's car, I see Louis standing behind, with guilty expressions all over his face. His figure soon begins to fade as we get away from Liam's house. I can't believe Louis did that. I know he was drunk but it was something I never imagined he could do. More tears escape my eyes and I stare out of the window, refusing to look at Zayn. He tries to hold my hands but I jerk him off, telling him not to touch me.

"Can you at least stop crying? You're hurting me. I can't.. I can't see you like this." I hear the words come out of his mouth which make me cry more. Why is he behaving like this? It's making my life more difficult. Why is he doing this to me?

"Zayn, just don't speak, please." I say, still staring out of the window and try to control my sobs but hardly succeed.

"Melanie, I... I care for you okay? I don't want to see you hurt, I promise I'm going to beat the shit out of him for doing this to you because he freaking hurt you, you out of all the people!" He raises his voice and I turn my head to see his grip tightening on the steering wheel. He starts breathing heavily and his hits the steering in anger. Is he going to hurt me too, like Louis?

"Just divert my attention somewhere else before I go back and rip his head off, Melanie!" He yells and I stare at him, getting frightened of his behavior. My heart starts beating fast and I scoot away from him.

"Zayn, calm dow-"

"This is not helping, Melanie Samantha Philips!" He yells and I close my eyes, letting tears escape. Where have I gotten myself into? I have no idea what I should do right now, except one thing which comes in my mind.

"Stop the car, now!" He looks at me and speeds up the car, shaking his head.

"I said, stop the car now!" I yell louder this time and he suddenly hits the breaks.

"Melanie you have to stop me, I swear I'm going to beat hi-" before he can complete his sentence, I smash my lips on his and cup his cheeks with my hands. This is not right, not at all. But nothing came in my mind except doing this. He looks really angry, I don't know what to do, I'm frightened.

He looks at me in shock but later kisses me back, his hand finding it's way to my hair. The feelings I've been dying to feel, come back. All the fireworks, sparks, butterflies, everything comes back. But also with the feeling that what I'm doing is not correct, it's all wrong. I open my eyes and notice the sweat on his forehead due to anger. I move my hands on his forehead and wipe it off.

A name starts playing in my head again and again; Louis, Louis, Louis. This is not correct, I need to stop.

We pull back from the kiss when we run out of breath. His eyes stare in mine and his hand reaches my cheek.

"Why are you doing this to me, Melanie? You don't know how much effect you have on me. It's not right, you drive me insane. I...I've been dying to feel your lips on mine since the day I kissed you for the first time. Why is it so hard, why can't I just kiss you whenever I want, why can't I just be with you whenever I want?" The words escape his mouth while his hand rest on my cheek and eyes locked with mine. My lips part in surprise when I hear those words, which make my heart skip a beat. Is what he saying true? I'm not the only one who feels in that way? Does he really mean those words? All these questions begin to play in my mind, when I hear someone's car honk from behind. I flinch and he scoots back, taking a look at the car behind us from the rear view mirror.

We are in the middle of road and there is barely a street light on the road. Only the flashlights of Zayn's car as there is no car except his and the car which is behind us. I look at him and study his expressions, his eyes widen and he stares at the rear view mirror of his car. I look up and follow his gaze. My hands find his and I hold it tightly, getting scared.

"Hey, it's fine. Don't be scared." He whispers, but then I see the doors of the car behind us opening. A figure steps out of the black Range rover, and my eyes widen when I see him. As soon as Zayn sees him, he steps out of the car in anger, ignoring my protests. I get out of the car as well and run behind Zayn to stop him.

"Zayn, stop!" I yell, running behind him but he keeps walking in anger.

"What the hell are you trying to do huh?!" Zayn yells at him, standing extremely close to him and I grab Zayn's arms, trying to pull him back. I am scared, anything can happen right now. We are standing in the middle of nowhere, where no one is. This place is extremely quiet, if anything happens, I can hardly call out for help.

"Zayn, leave him. Let's go," I say, tugging his shirt but he glares at the figure standing in front of us.

I see another figure stepping out of the black range rover as well, who's face is covered with a black mask which makes me more scared and I whisper in Zayn's ear to leave. The person with the black mask begin to move towards us, hiding something behind his back. I scoot closer to Zayn and tighten my grip around his arm, as soon as I see that person walking closer to us.

"I told you she is mine, you thought I can leave you two easily huh?!" Nolan yells at Zayn. Zayn flares his nostrils in anger before punching Nolan's face and he falls on the ground. No, not again. Please.

"You're not gonna win this time, Malik." Nolan chuckles sarcastically, and gets up from the ground.

Before I can do or say anything, I hear a loud bang and see his body falling on the ground.

"Zayn!" I shriek as soon as his body hits the ground. I turn around and come face to face with the person standing behind me who rips off his mask, revealing his face. Never have I ever thought that I'll see this person again. My eyes widen and words barely come out of my mouth. I try to yell but no voice comes out.

"Aiden.." it is the only word, I'm able to say when he strangles me and I feel a cloth being placed on my nose, making me inhale the chemical.

~*~

A.n:

Hope you liked it. (Unedited)

#ZELANIE
#LELANIE

A lot of you guessed it right! YES! AIDEN IS HERE, HE'S BACK! ImaginationMover was the first one to guess it right, go check out her books and follow this amazing person and a hardcore Lelanie shipper. I'm gonna give shout out to the second and third person also, in the next chptr.

Question:
Who do you think Nolan is of Aiden?

Stay blessed and Safe. Keep smilin' cuz it looks best on you.

Love y'all and Zayn a lot. :)

Thanks xx