One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

Mental //Zayn//

You were standing in your kitchen, unpacking some plates when you heard a crash upstairs. You rushed upstairs in the direction you heard the voice.
"Zayn?" You asked pushing the door open. Zayn stood in the room, looking down at the vase that now laid shattered to pieces on the floor. You stepped inside the room, placing a hand on his arm.
"Zayn?" You asked again. Zayn broke from his trance and looked at you. You watched him concerned. "Are you okay?" You asked him. Zayn looked behind you then to the ground. He brought his hands to his face and rubbed his eyes, blinking. He looked up again. "Zayn?"
"Yes?"
"I asked you if you were okay?" He nods and lets out a sigh, finally realizing he had broken the vase.
"Damn it." He curses, when he stepped on the glass by accident. You led him to the bed.
"How did you even break the vase?" You asked as you walked to the connecting bathroom. You looked through the cabinet and grabbed a first-aid kit. You went back into the room and sat on the floor in front of him.
"I thought I saw something." He mumbles. You grabbed the tweezers and gently pulled out a small shard of glass. Zayn winced slightly, his eyes trained on what you were doing. You grabbed the bottle of alcohol and started to clean the wound. Once it was cleaned you wrapped it in medical tape.
"You don't need stitches, but just be careful." You told him closing the kit. Zayn simply nods and stands up.
"I'm going to check the storage in the basement." He said walking out the room.
You watched him, shaking your head slightly. It has only been two days since you guys moved into your new home and since that day Zayn has been extremely strange. You walked back to the bathroom and placed the kit away. You went to turn around, but you felt someone wrap their arms around you. They kissed your neck softly.
"Hmmm Zayn," you giggled, 'Zayn' pulled away and you turned around. He wasn't there. "Zayn?" You walked out the room into the hall. Where did he go? You walked downstairs and walked to the basement door. "Baby?" You called out into the darkness. Zayn appeared at the bottom of the steps with a flashlight.
"What?"
"Why'd you leave like that?" You asked him. He looks at you confused.
"What are you talking about?"
You shook your head.
"Never mind." You walked back to the box on the table and finished unpacking it. You were starting to dislike this house.
That night you were sound asleep in bed. Zayn sat up in bed next to you. He couldn't sleep. You rolled over, cuddling into his side. Zayn looked down at you and smiled softly. He ran a hand through your hair, leaning down to kiss your head.
"Zayn..."
Zayn looked at you, he knew it wasn't you who said his name. He slowly got out of bed. He turned on the light in the hall.
"Hello?" He walked down the hall to the edge of the steps.
"Zayn..." He heard one of the bedroom doors close. He turned and walked to the room, opening the door. He felt the freeze in the room and frowned. He walked to the window and looked out. He heard a giggle and looked up seeing a little girl at the edge of the roof.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" He yelled climbing out the window. The little girl turned to him and waved. "Don't move, I'm coming to get you." He told the girl, looking down to see where he stepped. He finally reached the girl and went to grabbed her, but his hands passed right through her.
"What the hell?" He questions looking down at the girl. She smiled up at him and grabbed his hand, pulling him to the edge of the roof. The girl yanked him forward, making everything go black.

*2 days later*

"Your husband is finally awake." The doctor told you, waking you from your sleep in the waiting room. You sat up wiping your eyes. They were red and sore from constantly crying.
"Can I see him?" You asked hopeful.
"I advised that you give him another 2 days. Your husband is a bit delusional at the moment. He is set on the fact that a little girl pulled him off the roof. He keeps saying he isn't mental and he did not try to kill himself." The doctor shook his head, reading the chart. "You should go home and get some rest. Come back in the morning."
You nod gathering your things. You walked out the hospital to your car. You got in and started up the car, driving to your house. Inside you turned on all the lights. Why would Zayn jump off the roof? Why? You sat down on the recliner in the living room.
"Y/n..."
You looked behind you to see Zayn standing there. You got up confused, rushing to him.
"How did you get out the hospital?" You asked him. He looks at you strangely.
"Y/n, what are you talking about? I just came back from tour like an hour ago." You shook your head, staring at him in disbelief. That's not possible. Then who was with her in the house the whole time? Who was at the hospital?
"I'm going crazy." You whispered sitting back down. Zayn sat next to you, wrapping his arms around you.
"You're not crazy." He looks to the little girl standing behind you. He let out a chuckle then everything went black for you.