Zayn's Pov:
I ran out of that office, and made it to the elevator, before I broke down.
Why was I so screwed up?
Why couldn't I be normal?
I wanted to punch something.
Just breath Zayn breath.
But the enclosed space was making it more difficult.
I started to breath more and more heavy.
My palms start sweating, and it gets extremely hot.
I want to throw my hoodie off, but everyone will see my scars.
The elevator is getting fuzzy, and my vision starts blurring.
Then someone comes onto the elevator, and suddenly my head is on their shoulder.
"Breath breath," The soothing voice says into my ears.
I look up, and see the same person from before.
They are trying to help me, maybe I judged them too harshly.
"Better?," They ask.
"Yeah thanks," I say blushing.
Can't believe a stranger had just witnessed that.
"No problem," They say, and press the button on the elevator.
I didn't know what to say, so I just stayed silent once again.
God was I awkward.
"Well see you." "My name's Dan," They say, shaking my hand.
"I'm Zayn," I say shaking his hand back.
Just like that, Dan had disappeared.
Had that really just happened?
Or was it just a figment of my imagination?
I would figure it out later, and with that I headed home.
As I was walking, my stomach growled loudly.
Reminding me I had skipped lunch again.
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Broken A Zarry Fanfiction
FanfictionZayn has always felt alone, and started hurting himself to feel something. He's been able to hide it. but Harry a new kid changes everything. Will Zayn be able to keep his secret or will Harry be able to break down his walls? Read to find out
