ZAYNS POV

I began explaining to Alana what happened at the club. She had no expression on her face. She seemed to be so drained, although she did have an eventful day. The second I mentioned that pricks name she tensed up and her eyes shot to the floor.

"Alana?" I focused my eyes on her. I couldn't tell for sure what she was thinking. But this guy must have done something extreme for her to react this way.

"It's ok, I just wanted to know what happened." She took a breath. "I'm really sorry to drag you guys into this bullshit." She said shaking her head keeping her eyes on the floor.

"Alana stop." her eyes still on the floor. "Please look at me." Still no response. I stood and walked to her, knelt down and took her injury free hand. "Look at me" Her eyes were tired and filled with tears, she was exhausted.

"You didn't drag us into anything. We all know you can handle yourself but this was different. I don't know the story between you and that asshole but I don't need to know. It's clear he's someone you no longer want in your life." Her tears kept falling. I slowly placed my hand on her cheek wiping away the tears.

"If anything we feel very protective over you. You've managed to put a spell over us in only a day." I smile at her hoping she'll give me one in response. She does. It's faint but I see the corners of her mouth turn up. "Please don't feel like you've done something wrong, I promise you haven't. If anything this is our fault, we weren't quick enough to catch what was going on." I look away recalling when Bridgette had seen him when they first got to the club.

"Zayn I don't blame you guys for anything. This is just my past trying to force it's way back to the present." She said in a small voice. We sat there for a few moments. I know I said I didn't need to know who he was but he hurt her and I'm going to make sure this prick doesn't even think about doing it ever again.

"Who is he?" I ask. " An Ex. Actually more like a why." She says with a slight laugh. I couldn't shake the pain she held in her eyes. Whatever he did broke her. Before I could even say anything she spoke.

"I'm such a fuckin idiot!" she yelled. "I don't know why I kept pushing all the signs away. All of a sudden he had to be places and the second I question him, he would shut me out. The affection was completely gone. Like he didn't want to be seen in public with me. Every work trip I took I could never get a hold of him. We didn't sleep together for three months. Three fucking months!! and all the while he was with... her." Her voice cracked at the end. She stood up and began pacing.

"Alana-" she cut me off

"No! I've kept this bottled in too long to stop now." She went from broken to infuriated in seconds. "He told me he loved me and there was nothing to worry about. He said he loved me! And like an idiot I believed him. Insult to fucking injury he asks me to marry him the night I find the whores panties in my bed...MY BED! AT MY HOUSE!" she was livid. Her breathing was heavy and I swore I could hear how hard her heart was beating.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I forgot that I had called the Dr. up to fix her hand. "Hold on a sec." I ran to open the door.

"Mr. Malik" the Dr. greeted.

"She's right over-"

There was a bang like something hit the ground. I turned to see Alana on floor. "No no no no!" I cried. I rushed to her with the Dr. right behind me. Dropping to the floor I placed both hands on the sides of her face "Alana! Alana look at me!" nothing. "Please baby look at me, wake up!" Desperation in my voice. No response. My heart dropped. She was completely limp. I look to the Dr. "What's wrong with her!?"

The Dr. grabbed for her arm then opened his bag to grab something. He pulls out a syringe and jabs her. I shoot him a glare. He better have a good fucking excuse for that.

"Mr. Malik was she hyperventilating? breathing fast? stressed out?" he said calmly.

"Yeah" Thinking back to a few minutes ago. He nodded his head.

"As I suspected, Sir she was having a panic attack and fainted. I merely sedated her, to calm her heart. It was beating much too fast." He said coolly. "She'll be out for a little while but at least she won't feel the stitches." I nodded. How the hell could he stay so calm?

"Ok then I'll put her on the couch." I picked her up and carefully placed her on the couch. I still wanted to be close to her so I lifted her head so I could sit, placing her gently back on my lap. The Dr. busied himself with fixing Alana's hand and I kept glancing back and forth between him and her. She looked so peaceful, although I missed her beautiful eyes. I ran my fingers through her hair and I could've sworn I saw her smile.

"All finished Mr. Malik. She may be a little disoriented when she wakes but I'll have her medication brought up within the hour." The Dr. said cleaning up his things. He went off to the kitchen and left me alone with her and my thoughts.

Why would someone want to hurt Alana. As far as I know, she's an amazing woman. She's very tough, more than any other woman I know. She's not afraid to get physical and defend herself.

"Definitely not a damsel in distress." I whispered.

Her beauty is just a bonus, a big bonus. Those eyes that melt my heart. Her smile is simple contagious. I gaze at her lying on me.

"I would never hurt you. Ever." I say to her.

The front door opens and rushing in are the guys. I curse in my head that my moment with her was cut short. Harry looked pissed off, like he was ready to fight again. They all started asking questions. Grant comes running to me with concern all over his face.

"What happened!?" he asked loudly. The Dr. comes back to the living room with a finger pressed to his mouth.

"Shhh! please keep the noise down. I don't want her waking up to chaos it'll only upset her more." He scolded earning himself glares and looks of 'oops sorry' from the others.

"Mr. Malik, I would recommend you stay close to her tonight. The last thing she'll probably remember is you. When she wakes up she'll be groggy so none of you bombard her with questions." He firmly stated. "I will return shortly with her medication." And with that he grabbed his things and left.

My eyes focused back on Alana. Her breathing was even and her heart was beating normally. I slowly tried to lift her head but felt her heart beat quicken. I felt a pang in my chest. Does she not want me to go? Because I don't want to. But I'm sure the guys will want to talk. I looked up at Harry who was glaring with daggers in his eyes.

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ALANAS POV

"No she's still sleeping. I'll give it to her when she wakes up." a voice said.

I woke up, but I didn't want to open my eyes. My head was pounding and my body felt like it was hit by a semi truck.

"Don't worry I'll call you when she wakes up go get some rest Bridgette." The same voice said.

Bridgette was here? wait, wheres here? I heard the door close and felt a dip in the bed. I guess I might as well get up, I really had to pee. When I opened my eyes the room was dim, the only light was from the curtain slightly letting in the sun. Sun?! oh shit. I shot straight up immediately regretting it. My head spun like a carnival ride.

"Fuck my life!" I groaned.

"Careful love." he said.

Who's in the room with me? When I sat back down I rubbed my temples. I took a deep breath then suddenly hands were on mine. I froze.

"Let me." I followed the voice to his face. Dazzling golden brown eyes surrounded by thick long lashes. Zayn. I stared at him for a couple seconds before saying anything.

"You're beautiful." I don't know where that came from. He let out a laugh.

"Not nearly as beautiful as you Alana." He said with a smile that would make Adonis jealous.

"Now, lay down and let me take care of you." He cooed.

"Uhm as amazing as that sounds I need to pee." I bit my lip realizing how honest I'm being. He just smiled and took my hand leading me to the bathroom.

"Let me know if you need anything. I'll be right outside alright?" he said as he closed the door.

After I finished my business I stood in front of the mirror. How did I change my clothes? my eyes were a bit swollen. I raised my hand to my face only to notice my freshly stitched knuckles. What the hell? I'll just ask Zayn what happened last night. I need to brush my teeth first. Right when I was about to look for an extra toothbrush I see mine. Ok wait, what? I'm beyond confused. Why is my stuff here? When I finished up I opened the door and Zayn rushed over to me. He held out his hand for me to take.

"Zayn?"

"Hmm?" He raised his brows.

"What happened last night?" I asked. His face dropped a little.

"I'll explain everything but first, are you hungry?" he asked. I hadn't even thought about food until now. I was pretty hungry, I didn't remember the last time I ate. I nodded yes. "Ok, let's get you back to bed. What would you like. Anything you want."

"Bread. Fruit and coffee please." He smiled and walked out.

I don't recall drinking that much to have this massive headache. As I sat against the headboard I pulled the comforter over me and something caught my eye. My wrist. There was a bruise. What the hell?...shit. Dean. Everything was coming back to me. Dean showing up and arguing on the dance floor. Him gripping my wrist to the point of amputation. Zayn bringing me back to the room. Me breaking the mirror. Going on a rant and then...nothing. I was brought out of my thoughts when Zayn opened the door.

"Ok I got you every kind of bread that we had along with plenty of fruit." His smile was beautiful. Like a damn god or something. "Oh and I also fixed you some tea. I swear you Americans love your coffee, but I promise the tea will help settle your stomach."

"Thank you Zayn." Was all I managed to say with a pathetic excuse of a smile. He seemed to catch on.

"Love you've had one hell of a night. How about you tell me what you remember then eat your breakfast and I'll fill in the blanks." he offered.

I told him everything I could remember and began eating. He started explaining to me that I had a panic attack and passed out on the floor. Which by the way would explain my damn headache. He also told me what the doctor had given me and how it might cause me to be drowsy. I knew I didn't drink that much. The doctor stitched my knuckle back up and asked if I keep my hands to myself to allow it to heal. I couldn't help but laugh at that. All of the boys made their way back to the room. He said Grant was so worried about me, but he told me while I was passed out that he got a good hit in for me. I smirked because I knew if Grant could have, he would've killed Dean. Liam also shared the same worry as Grant. He was questioning everything that happened at the room. What the doctor had given me, what I would need when I woke. That explains all my stuff being here. Bridgette was the one who changed me into shorts and a T-shirt. Which left me wondering about...Harry.

"And Harry?" my voice was quiet.

Zayn looked up at the ceiling biting his lip. "Harry was...here. We took turns watching over you." He paused. "The doctor said that I should stay with you since I was the last person you saw, and he didn't want you to freak out with everybody here. But being that it's Harry, he stayed." He rubbed the stubble on his chin.

"He's on a conference call with London right now with the rest of the lads." I sat there and it hit me.

"Zayn you guys are suppose to be gone! didn't you guys have to fly back this morning?" my voice shot up an octave.

"Please love calm down. We decided to stay. There was no way we could leave you like this." His voice slightly strained.

"We?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Who's we?"

"The lads and I. Who else?" Duh who else would he be talking about. "I told you Alana, we care about you. Even Louis was going on about getting you different pillows because they weren't soft enough." He chuckled which made me smile.

"Oh and you should have seen Niall, he was going on and on about going back to the club to give that guy a proper Irish beating. He even turned down food! if you know Niall then you know that's a big deal." he was full on laughing. Squinted eyes and all. It didn't even bother me that he mentioned Dean. I wish I could have given him a proper 'fuck you' punch in the baby maker. Still I felt bad that they were all dragged into my mess.

"I'm really sorry you guys--" Zayn held his finger to my lips and had a stern look on his face.

"Stop. Stop apologizing Alana. I've told you, you didn't drag us into anything." His face softened. "I do hope you understand that your stuck with us right?" I licked my lips and bit the corner of my bottom lip. "We'll always be here for you. No matter what." And with that I smiled and reached over to hug him.

"Thank you Zayn. You guys are literally the best. I can't even begin to thank you guys enough." I said into his ear hugging him even tighter.

"Your welcome sweets." His voice deep. His arms wrapped around my waist pulling me into him. I felt his stubble brush against my neck which sent goosebumps all over my body and I accidentally let out a moan. I pulled away completely embarrassed. Zayn had a smirk on his face.

"Sorry. Uhm your stubble."

"Oh, yeah I've been meaning to shave. Just haven't gotten around to it." He said rubbing his jaw.

"Don't." I said a little too quickly

"Why not?" He gave me curious look .

"I like the whole lumberjack look. It suits you." I giggled. Most women have a thing for six packs or huge muscles. Me? I love a man with a beard. I didn't dare say that out loud.

"Well then, looks like the beard stays." He smiled. We stay there for a few moments staring at each other.

"I think I should go thank the guys, will you come with me? You know so I don't go breaking mirrors and all?" I laughed knowing I was bound to hit something...again.

"Of course." He smiled.

Notes

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