Be My Wonderwall - A Zayn Malik fanfiction

Chapter One

Hey you guys! Ok so, this my first fanfiction so please don't hate! I promise I'll be better in the future! I just hope that you enjoy this one. Ok so, on with the story.

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We all have a purpose on this planet and I doubt it's to be made fun of. Although I knew that there is a pathway to happiness and love and that kind of crap chick flicks feed you, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by all the comments I receive on a daily basis from all my peers. I knew it, in the pit of my stomach, that I was letting them get the best of me as I ran the short distance from my sorry-excuse-for-a-school all the way to my sorrier-excuse-for-a-home. I had taken a lot in previous days, but today's comments had me blindly backflipping over the edge. For what I reason I'm too embarrassed to admit, but I'll spill it anyway. An idiotically mind-blowing, skanky whore, who doesn't even consider the principals of why we are biologically here had called me out. Yeah, that's right. She called ME out. The school had no way of knowing until she opened her idiot mouth to talk about my boy - correction - EX boyfriend's mouth, including the way he tasted. It gave me every right to be made because I had stuck a flagpole on his soft lips, once I claimed his as mine. Yet, she continued her pursuit on him.

I made it to my door after what seem like an indefinite sprint. My hand instinctively sank their tips onto the cold semi-fading knob and shoved the peeling wood work against the paint splattered walls.

I marched my angry self through the rooms once I heard the satisfying slam of the door closing. It took a while to slam and, even when it did so, I did not receive the satisfaction I had unknowingly craved. Deciding to ignore it, I glanced down at the crooked coffee table only to find a pathetic excuse for a note.

Dear Lily,

Your dad and I are getting a divorce. You will have to be going in an adoption center. Goodbye Lily! We'll miss u!

-Ms. Charters

I cruelly laughed at the stupidity my mom portrayed when signing off as 'Ms. Charters'. She damn well knew that I will be the only one to read this note. My brief amusement was instantly shattered once I realized my realistic life ahead of me. Parentless, bitter and painful... Story of my life.

An involuntary tear had crept down my cheek. Despite how heartless I come off as, I do hold feelings. Maybe more than the average person.

I forced my eyes away from the emotionless note and continued walking until I spotted the tan colored door.

I took in the wall surrounding my only known sanctuary. Being grateful that no one, other than myself, was here, I twisted the burning hell and sheepishly walked in. It may be my only sanctuary, but the knowing of what I put myself through in here makes my only human conscious wince.

There was a shiny-bladed new razor planted on a shelf near a lavender scented body wash. It was too tempting. I pushed away whatever sarcastic comments my subconcious began stirring up and pushed the sharpened metal onto my scarred pink skin.

The red liquid spilled out of the delicate skin.