He's your husband Zayn, your childhood friend. You were forced to marry him by your respective parents, even though you already had a boyfriend forced you to break up with your boyfriend and marry Zayn.

You hate him now, still don't accept that you were forced to get married, every day you always fight, one day Zayn pisses you off but you don't have the energy to yell at him.

"You're not gonna fight me on that?"

zayn leaned against the wall, arms crossing over his chest.

For a moment, he just watches you.

Then, quietly...

"You know, if we were in another world - one where our folks didn't force us to marry each other - maybe we'd be friends."

"Instead… we're stuck being enemies under the same roof. For the rest of our lives."