Zara's POV:
My eyes widned in pure shock as I watched Zayn with his fists clenched walking up to the guys that were rude. I ran to Zayn and grabbed his arm.
" Z-Zayn stop. " I said trying to stop him. He shook my hand of him and stood infront of the guy that told me i'd look good naked.
" WHAT did you fucking say about my girlfriend?! " Zayn asked the dude angrily.
" I told your girlfriend, that she's sexy and i'd like to see her naked infront of me. Then, i'd like to fuck her " The guy said smiling. The other boys cheered and laughed. Before I could say the word 'No' Zayn was on top of the boy punching him and swearing. My mouth hung open as I ran to the him.
" ZAYN STOP! " I screamed at him trying to get him off. He wouldn't. I looked up and saw Harry and Becky running towards us. Harry got here and pulled Zayn of the guy as Becky stood in awe. WHAT was Zayn's fucking problem?! WHY was he being a dickhead?! I looked at the boy on the floor to see blood everywere. I then looked at Zayn, his lip was bleeding and he had lots of bruises with one very big one on the top left corner of his chest. My eyes began watering. The boys all ran away including the one Zayn beat up leaving me Becky, Harry and Zayn stood there. I stood closer to Zayn.
" Z-Zayn, you're lip " I pointed at it. He put his finger on his lip and looked at it to see his blood. I looked at his chest. This is all my fault. WHY did I have to wear this bikini? Why am I so stuubborn! I couldn't take it anymore and walked away. I found my towel that was layed out with my dress there. After putting my dress on I gathered my stuff and began walking. A hand grabbed my arm and turned me around.
" Where are you going Zara? " Zayn asked me.
I shut my eyes. Everytime I look at him I feel too guilty.
" I wanna go home." I said quietly. He held my arms and rubbed them confortingly. Why is he comforting me? Just then, Harry and Becky arrived.
" Shall we go? " Harry asked. I nodded my head and we all headed to the car.
We all sat how we were before. Zayn's lip hadn't been cleaned up so Harry drove pretty fast. I stayed quite far away from Zayn. I can't help thinking that this is my fault. I mean, i'm the one who suggested to come to the beach and i'm the one that chose to wear this bikini...I only wanted Zayn's attention, nobody elses! Harry parked infront of my house and we all went out. I walked to the door, opened it, and walked in with Harry, Becky and Zayn following. After locking it I turned around and ran upstairs to my bedroom. I let my tears fall freely down my cheek as I thought about Zayn's busted lip and huge bruise. I caused all that...now i'm going to have to have to give myself pain aswell. I stood up and walked to the bathroom and got my razor out. I had never done this before but I couldn't stop feeling the guilt. As I was about to put it on my skin the bathroom door opened. There stood Zayn.
His lip was cleaned up and he was looking quite shocked.
" Wh-what are you doing? " Zayn asked staring at the razor. Its a good thing I hadn't cut my skin yet otherwise Zayn would've seen it.
" I was just... " I paused to think of an excuse " I was just about to shave my arms...and legs..." I gave a fake smile. Zayn now looked angry. He walked up to me and grabbed my arm.
" Shave what? You don't even have one hair on your arms and legs. " He told me. I gulped and began thinking for another excuse.
" Y-you're right...erm...I was actually just gonna go and give this to Becky. " I lied. I walked around Zayn and when I was about to open the door I was turned around and slammed against it.
" DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME ZARA!! " He screamed in my face. My heartbeat increased as I stood there, shaking at Zayn's actions. His arms held me firm against the door.
" I-im not! " I said quietly looking down.
" You were about to cut yourself...weren't you? " He whispered. I stood there trying to stop my tears.
" WEREN'T YOU?!?! " He screamed as he slammed me hard against the door again making my back ache. I looked up to see pure hatred in his eyes; I don't know whether it was for me or for what I was about to do to myself but I could definately see it in his eyes.
" I'm sorry Zayn. " I whispered forming new tears.
He shook his head at me like he was dissapointed.
" Why? " he asked, his voice cracking.
" Because " I sobbed " Look at you! Your lip, your bruises! It's all my fault! "
" How the actual FUCK is it your fault?! Did you TELL me to go to that boy? In fact, you tried stopping me! " He said loudly.
" It was ME that suggested to go to the beach and it was ME that decided to wear that fucking bikini! " I said matching the loudness of his voice. " Zayn, I can't even look at you, or be near you without feeling as guilty as hell! I needed to do something to take it all away! "
" Well now I can't even look at YOU without seeing a weak, PATHETIC girl. " he spat causing more tears. " If I ever " he said through gritted teeth " EVER see a cut on you, we are over, do you understand? " he said red in the face. He looked at me and shook his head again. Pushing me out of the way, he opened the door and ran downstairs. I slowly walked to my room and locked it. Taking it all in, I fell on my bed and sobbed.
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First of all I want to apologise if this chapter has made anyone upset. Alot of people do self harm and I realize that and do not wish to make fun out of it. Its a very serious topic and I may have made some people upset about it so I am truly sorry if I have.
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