Liam's POV:
After Zayn fell asleep, I took him too his room and sat him down on his bed. I knew I was causing so much trouble between Niall and Zayn, and I felt horrible about it too, but I have waited for so long to get the chance to be with Zayn...but with him and Niall together I would never have a chance.
Zayn looked so peaceful, I decided to lay down next to him. I wrapped him up in my arms and he snuggled closer to my chest. After playing with his hair for a bit, my eyes became heavy and I drifted off into a light sleep.
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"Get up you unbelievable twat!" I heard someone shriek.
I opened my eyes to find a red-faced Niall standing at the foot of the bed, hid hands were balled up in fists...my mind instinctively flashed back to see Niall's fist connecting with my face. I winced, remembering the pain. Zayn was already sitting up rubbing his eyes.
"What do you want Niall?" Zayn said, voice dripping with venom as he spoke.
"I want to know why your in bed with Liam!" Niall half yelled.
"Your not my boyfriend anymore," Zayn said solemnly, obviously hating what he just said,"so what does it matter to you?"
Niall's eyes filled with tears,"It matters because you don't even have enough respect to get over one relationship before your already sleeping with something else." Niall emphasized the word something, and he succeeded in upsetting me. At that point none of this mattered, I just wanted to be with Zayn.
"Your the one who broke up with me Niall, you can't have it both ways!" Zayn was on his feet now, pressing Niall against the wall.
"Then come back to me Zayn..." I was so shocked to here those words. So Niall was more willing to split up the band before our first concert, than to give up Zayn. Niall turned to me with a look of such hatred..."And this is all your fault you selfish-"
"Now don't you bring Liam into this! He has nothing to do with it! Your just jealo-" I was so happy Zayn was defending me, but I felt so guilty too, It was completely my fault this was happening. Zayn just didn't know...yet.
"Shut-up Zayn! Just shut-up! If your not going to listen to me then what's the use!" Niall flung his hands up in defeat and walked out, slamming the door behind him.
Zayn whimpered then came back to curl up next to me, and we fell asleep in eachother's arms once again.
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Niall's POV:
I stomped down the hall, away from the two people I hated most right now. I reached the living room, only to see Louis and Harry standing there wide-eyed with confused looks on their faces.
"What in the world just happened in ther-" Louis asked, taking a step closer to me.
"Don't wanna talk!" I shoved past them and then walked out the door. I knew I couldn't stay in that room, so I decided just to go up to the front desk to get another room to stay in. I know it's stupid to stay in the same hotel, but if I went too far then management might not be able to find me, and that probably wouldn't end well.
I walked up to my room. That's when I realized I had left with absolutely nothing, I guess I could survive one night. I flopped down on the bed, I felt horrible, Liam ruined my perfect relationship, Zayn now hates me, we are supposed to be rehearsing for our first ever concert. I had to let the pain out somehow.
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I'd just returned to my room from the store down the street. I picked up some sleeping pills and a razor, I went into the bathroom and broke the razor grabbing one of it's blades and rubbing it between my fingers.
Truthfully, I had never thought about doing anything like this, but right now it's all I could think about. So which should I start with first...pills or blade. I decided on the razor first, then the pills. I picked my forearm to start cutting, that seemed as good as any place. I pressed down with the razor, I don't know how Zayn does it so easily! That was one of the worst pains I have ever felt, but I continued on with my plan.
By now I had 12-15 red slashes on my left arm, all were oozing with bright red liquid, I did the same to the other arm. Pools of blood were beginning to form on the white tiled floor of the bathroom. I then grabbed the pill bottle and shook several of the pills into my hand and swallowed them all.
The last thought I remember was 'Ah...this should do the trick.'
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The Day It All Fell Apart (One Direction/ziall/larry fanfic)
Fanfiction*I'M AWARE THIS NEEDS EDITING BUT IM LAZY, SO YEAH* One direction has just been formed, therefore, the members barely know each others' names. Much less anything about each others' personal lives. Zayn has a bit of a self-harm problem, which only c...
