She's here. She is finally here with me and I couldn't be happier. It's been far too long since I've last seen (Y/N). Okay, maybe two months doesn't seem very long, but they were two long grueling months to me. I've never been good with distant, mostly from my family, but I'm definitely not good at it when it comes to (Y/N). And now as I walk with her by my side I couldn't be happier. I watch as she smiles and the dimples in her cheeks appear. How she swings our hands back and forth while they're entwined. The way our feet walk in sync with one another's. She's my sunshine. She brightens my life and my world. As I look at her face again, I start to notice flashing lights bouncing off her skin. I look up in front of me to see paps everywhere. "Fuck." I mutter under my breath. I feel (Y/N)'s hold on my hand squeeze tighter. She always shies away when they show up and I can't stand seeing my sunshine hide. As I push through the cameras and bodies all around us I feel her grip loosen and eventually leave my hand. At that moment I feel panic, fear, worry. I turn around fast enough that I could have given myself whiplash. I look all around until I see her on the ground with her knees up to her chest. She's scared. I immediately kneel down and pick her up in my arms. Pushing through I finally get her out of the madness. I stand her up and look all over for any cuts or bruises. I take her face into my hands. "Baby, look at me. Are you alright? Are you hurt?" She takes a couple deep breaths before she tells me she's okay and she's not injured. Relief washes over me. From behind me I hear, "I'm sorry Miss. I didn't mean to push ya. Just doin' my job." I see nothing but red. I pass (Y/N) to the bodyguards that were supposed to be helping us in situations like this. I turn around and my anger has completely taken over me. "You piece of shit! Don't you ever touch her! Do you hear me asshole? Don't ever fucking touch her again!" I keep screaming and can feel my face turning red. I'm close to punching this guy out, but I hear it and it stops me. "Zayn, please don't. I'm okay. Let's just go back to the hotel. Please?" Her voice. Her voice can pull me out of anything and distract me from whatever is presented in front of me. I turn around to see her eyes staring up at me from under her long eyelashes. Her beautiful lips poured slightly and her hands intertwined with one another in front of her. I turn around and give the douchebag one more killer look before I turn back to her. As I wrap my around around her I kiss the top of her head. "I'd never let anymore hurt you, my love. I will protect you always." I whisper to her. It's my vow and promise to always be there to help her in need and protect her from harm. No one will ever take my sunshine away.
