Chapter 6

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Zayn's Pov:


I had made a pact with myself, to try to stop cutting.


I had made my mind up, when I thought about it, and realized I could die if I cut too deep.


I was in pain, but I didn't want to die.


Even though, sometimes I said otherwise.


That was just all talk, and I wasn't being serious, most of the time.


But I was going to try, for myself.


It was going to be hard, but I had to try to beat this.


As I walked down the stairs, to go to school, I ignored my Mom as always, and opened the door.


To my joy, it was raining, and I rolled my eyes in annoyance.


Good thing, I had worn a hoodie today.


It wasn't too warm either, so it worked out fine.


Putting my hood up, I walked the two blocks to school.


I hadn't been there for a couple of days.


Since the day Harry had found me, having a panic attack in the classroom.


Hopefully I wouldn't see him, or least Harry I hoped had the common sense not to tell anyone.


I crossed my fingers, and tried to walk as quickly as I could.


Even if I did, my hoodie was going to be soaked by the time I got to school.


It would take my mind off of things anyways, and I made it to school.


"Yay," I think to myself sarcastically.


I go to my locker and take out my books, shoving them into my bag.


I hurry off to first period, didn't need to be getting detention my first day back.


The teacher gives me a sort of smile, and I ignore him, taking my seat in the back of the room.


I take out my book and notebook, looking at the lesson for today.


We would be taking notes on chromosomes, and partnering up, to do each other's families trees.


Nobody would want to be partners with me.


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