THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO zarryislove BECAUSE THEY ARE AMAZING, & LEAVE SO MANY GREAT COMMENTS ON ALL MY CHAPTERS, AND HAVE HELPED INSPIRE MANY DIFFERENT PARTS OF MY STORY<3
*the song for this chapter is Jar Of Hearts by Christina Perri*
(Also I attached a pic of Blaire & Harry's Ex Ricky above)
Zayn's POV~
There she stood..her dark black hair. Bright blue eyes. Smooth pale skin. Lip piercings. Blaire.
What do I do? Why is she here?
"Hey Silly Bones." She says, a slight smirk on her lips.
"What are you doing here? If Harry finds-" I manage to get out before she steps foreword & puts her finger over my mouth, as to keep me from speaking.
"Shh..I don't have much time. You need to tell him...soon." She warns.
"I miss you." I say, ignoring her previous comment.
"Zayn..this isn't the time." She sighs.
"When is the time? It's never the right time with you! You're - you're.." I try to get it out but I just can't.
"Dead. I'm dead Zayn." She says, finishing my thoughts. Suddenly voices surround me. Floating around in the air..echoing throughout the dark room.
"You killed me."
"This is all your fault."
"You'll kill him too.."
"You killed me..you killed your father..who's next?"
"You're a murderer."
"You're a killer."
Suddenly voices surround me..voices from my past. Words that I had heard almost a lifetime ago..
"You're not a hero.."
"You're trash."
"Worthless fag."
"You like it..don't you?"
"Slut."
"You don't mind if I invite a few..friends over..do you?"
"No-no..p-please..d-don't..don't do this.." A little boy's voice cries.
I know that voice..why does it sound so familiar? I start walking towards the voices..
"Don't worry..it's only gonna hurt..well..a lot." He snickers.
"P-please..I-I'll b-be g-good..p-please..d-don't.." I hear the small voice say.
What the hell is going on?
"Don't fucking talk back boy." I hear a loud smack fill the silence.
Not by a hand..by a belt..I knew the sound all too well. Suddenly I knew who the little boy was..I knew why it sounded familiar.
He was me.
"Not spying are you?" I hear the man whisper in my ear. I clench my jaw as a shiver runs down my spine.
"Don't touch him." I say through gritted teeth.
"Oh I'd much rather touch you..." He breathes lowly. Running his hands over my now bare chest.
What the hell? Where'd my shirt go?
"Don't touch me." I growl.
"NO ! STOP ! PLEA-" I hear the little boy scream.
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Fanfiction(Second Book to Blank Pages, a Zarry Fanfiction) IF YOU HAVENT READ THE FIRST BOOK, GO READ THAT FIRST. OR THIS WONT MAKE SENSE Zayn Malik has never loved anyone in his life..not even his own parents. Until he met Harry Styles. Harry was a nobody...
