One Direction Interracial Imagines & Preferences

Breaking Dishes (Zayn)

You decided to pay Zayn a little visit at the studio. He's been working really hard lately on his solo album, staying later than usual which caused you guys to barely see each other, so when you did one of you would be tired.

You got to the studio happy and all that you get to see your man.
As you walked past the receptionist desk you smiled and waved. But the lady looked alarmed.

"Jeez what's her problem?" you thought. You got into the elevator pressing the button to the floor Zayn's session was on.

You got onto the floor walking towards the door when you walked in on the session you saw Zayn. . . .

And a whöre. (STRAIGHT BARRRZZZ!!)

You were really shocked and somehow really calm. So you decided to be silent while they were ripping each others clothes off. You went to the lobby to leave and once again walked past the receptionist desk, giving her a smug look you said: "A girl couldn't get a warning? Tsk tsk."

You got into your car driving home thinking: "So should I burn or bleach his clothes?". .

*****

You got to you guys house deciding to destroy everything that had something to do with Zayn. You dragged a bunch of laundry baskets an filled them with bleach mixed with house hold cleaning products. You then went back upstairs bringing most of Zayn's closet with you.

You put his clothes in the bleach filled buckets deciding to put the rest of his clothes on fire on the front lawn and hide all his jewelry in your car to auction it off.

Not for yourself though for the people in need. For charity!

After you did that you decided to just throw dishes at the main door hoping that when Zayn walks in one will hit him in the head.

You just started with the coffee mugs when Zayn walked into the house, anger all over his face.

"Y/n why is there a campfire with my clothes on the front lawn?? What the h*ll are you? A psycho??"

You had a glass in your hand, an Zayn still near the door and said:
"I saw you at the studio with that whöre, You guys didnt hear me though because yall were ready to pounce so I decided to let you have a moment an let me have mine."

Zayn had shock on his face

"Y/n It was a mistake I didnt mean it-

"Get out!" You yelled throwing a martini glass at Zayn but he ducked.

Zayns face went back to angry from guilt.

" No! All my stuff us here!!"

You laughed an said : "Nah, all your stuff is either in that little campfire, you pointed at the buckets those buckets full of bleach, or somewhere else Im not gonna say. So get out of my house."

Zayn looked baffled and hurt but who cares. He shouldnt have done what he done.

Defeated he walked towards the door turned around to say "I love you so much y/n -

You pushed him out the door before he could say your name.

What a day. . . .