Arlette's pov.
"Thank you so much, you don't know how much this means to me" I said to him, no one has ever offered me help, and this, it meant so much.
"You're welcome, it's nothing really" he said, shaking it off.
"Actually it is, no one has ever done this to me" I told him, it was the truth anyways.
He just smiled at me, a genuine smile.
"Well I'm glad I'm the first one" he said, while putting ketchup on his curly fries.
Now that, was making me hungry, seeing him eat, but I resisted and told myself no.
"Glad you are too" I told him with a smile.
My stomach did a loud grumble, pleasing me to let it eat at least something.
But I didn't dare listen to what my stomach had to say, I didn't dare.
"Arlette, you should really eat, I can hear your tummy" said Zayn with worry in his eyes, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"I can hold it, until dinner time" I told him with another fake smile.
He just gave me a uneasy look, "I promise I'll eat something by dinner time" I said as I held out my pinky, he returned the same gesture.
I envied food, I was afraid of it, truly afraid of it, that's why I never dared take a bite of something, but maybe Zayn will change that, now that he's here.
He smiled, I wonder if that smile ever fooled someone into thinking he was fine, because it sure did fool me.
"How do you do it?" I asked him, asking myself the same question.
"Do what?" He asked, looking confused as ever.
"How can you smile like that? You smile like if everything is fine, which is not the case" I told him, while I had my elbow leaned against the table, holding my head up.
"I'm used to smiling like this, it's like my mask, it hides my pain" he said, frowning.
"What caused you to overdose?" I asked him, wondering if I asked the wrong question or not.
"My dad abuses my mom, and my girlfriend played me, so I couldn't take it anymore" he explained, getting watery eyes.
"Look, I'm not going to say it's okay, because it's really not. Just be strong, I'll help you too, don't cry, it's alright right now" I told him, he was wiping his tears away, while looking down at his food.
And the answer was yes, I did ask the wrong question.
"I'm sorry, I asked such a naive question" I told him while playing with my fingers.
"No don't be, it's alright" he said to me with another smile.
"Zayn we'll do this together" I told him, grabbing his hand and holding it with mine.
"Lunch will be over in a few!" Screamed the nurse, meaning we had to hurry the fuck up.
He just nodded.
Zayn began eating some of his stuff that was on his plate, he then, threw his tray away and went to go stand over the wall where everyone was lined up at.
I began walking over to where he was standing, standing right beside him also.
The nurse swiped their card on the sensor to let us out of the cafeteria, we soon began walking down the stairs that lead to our floor.
Everyone sat down where they were last time, so me and Zayn did the same too.
"So Zayn, what are your hobbies?" I asked him, bored out of my mind.
"Well, I love to draw and spray paint, I also love to sing" he said with a smirk.
"What about you?" He then asked me.
"Photography is what is my passion" I told him excitedly, like a kid on Christmas eve.
"Why won't you sing me a song?" I asked him, wiggling my eyebrows.
"Okay, what song?" He asked me.
"Let me love you" I told him with a smirk.
He began getting ready, preparing him self to sing, doing a few breaths, "I'm only going to do a short version, if that's okay" he told me, waiting for me to approve, I approved.
He closed his eyes, ready;
"Baby I just don't get it
Do you enjoy being hurt?
I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt
You don't believe his stories
You know that they're all lies
Bad as you are, you stick around and I just don't know why"
I was truly amazed at his beautiful voice, that sounded almost like an angel.
"Wow that was awesome" I told him with my mouth wide open, ready for a fly to come by.
Soon, I realized everyone was standing where we were sitting.
Everyone began clapping, enjoying his angelic voice.
"Thank you" He said smiling at everyone.
Everyone began telling him how amazing his voice was.
Soon, all the commotion calmed down and everyone returned to their normal lives.
"Snack time!" said the nurse.
Everyone gathered up to get their snacks, I just sat there while Zayn followed everyone.
He looked back, "C'mon you promised me" he said with a fake pout.
"Shit, I thought you forgot" I told him,rolling my eyes playfully.
He just laughed at my comment.
I got up and got a snack, which consisted of animal crackers.
I opened my animal crackers and began eating them, seeing how much calories they had.
"Nope, can't check calories" he said, ripping the calorie label.
I rolled my eyes again, annoyed.
"Zayn" I said, "I wasn't even going to"
"Sure" he said doing signs with his hands.
I began eating my animal crackers thinking if I should purge them afterwards.
The answer would be yes, yes I would.
"What are you thinking about?" Asked Zayn, while eating his animal crackers.
"Nothing, nothing" I told him, trying not to get him worried.
I won't ever tell anyone about my past here, ever.
No one will know.
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Mental
FanfictionZayn is admitted to a mental hospital, how will it all end? © promise the book is better than the bio.