"Zayn, I can't do this anymore!" You said with a heavy sigh. His body blocked you from the door, preventing you from leaving him. "Move, Zayn. I can't stay."
"Just tell me one thing that I did wrong." He yelled, matching the desperate tone that you had in your voice that showed itself to him.
You shook your head and slid to the floor. Zayn never did anything to you. He was the best boyfriend that you have ever had, but there were the things that tore you apart. The fans.
"It's not you." You whispered to him. Your hands were brought to your face to mask your tears. "It was never you."
"Then who was it? What made you feel like this, baby?" Zayn stooped beside you and wiped away your tears from your dark brown eyes. "I love you too much. Please just talk to me."
As you breathed out a deep sigh, you chuckled bitterly. "It was the fans." You stated. "Everyday, they always make fun of what I am wearing or how I speak. They call me names and claim that I am fat and unworthy of you. I've just had enough of it!"
"Stephanie, why didn't you tell me about this?" He whispered while caressing your cheeks in his hands. "I am so sorry that they made you feel this way boo."
You sniffed and wiped your tears. "I'm sorry that I let it build up like this and I'm sorry that I said I wanted to break up with you. I love you so much, babe."
Zayn looked deeply into your eyes with a small smile on his face. He kissed you softly on your lips. "I love you too, Stephanie." He stayed while kissing you over and over again, all over your face.
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AN: Short, but sweet. I'm sorry if it wasn't what you were looking for!