Sorry I wrote this on tumblr so my writing style may be different sorry.
Warnings: self-harm & slash
Prompt-the boys go out without Niall at night and when Niall cuts and falls asleep in the bathroom. Louis finds him the next morning and Zayn hears their convo and wins Nialls heart.
Nialls POV-
I looked at the small blade of a pencil sharpener that lays in my hand once again. It was my enemy and my friend. It had dried blood on both sides. My blood. I looked down to the gashes on my thighs and stomach. I was sat on the bathroom floor. The others were all out at the bar with Danielle, Eleanor, and perrie. Perrie. Perrie. I hate her so much. I have no reason to, it's Zayns fault. I love him so much, but he's not gay, nor would he ever love me.
Because who would ever love a boy with scars?
I don't know how long I've sat here and cried over him... All I know is I'm awoken by a loud sob. I look up and see the door opened- Louis. I pull him in shut the door and cover myself with the towel. Lou wraps his arms around me whispering "why, Niall, why?" Over and over. Once he got his sobs enough to hear and respond, I answered. "I am in love with somebody who will never love me back. Your guys's fans don't love me. Nobody loves me. I'm weird and stupid and don't deserve to live" I am able to get all this out without my voice breaking or tears escaping because of all of the times it's been said in my head. "No, no, Ni, that's not true! The fans love you so much! I love you! Liam and Harry love you! Zayn loves you! Who ever this person you love is, probably loves you Ni! You can't do this to yourself!" "I can do what I want! And no, HE, doesn't love me
Because who would ever love a boy with scars?
Not Zayn." I hadn't realized I was saying the last part until it had been to late. Louis started to wipe my cuts and bandage them up as he spoke. "God Niall, Zayn does love you. Maybe not in the way you love him. But he does. So many millions of people love you! Plus, we don't even know if he doesn't love you that way, he might!" "Zayn could never love me,
Because who would ever love a boy with scars?
He has Perrie. He doesn't want me. He doesn't even want me in the band. I'm nothing to him" "DONT TALK LIKE THAT!" He screamed at me. "It's true." I mumbled. I don't know how I could love somebody who doesn't want me. He finished bandaging up my legs and around my waist silently.
Zayns POV-
Louis was taking a while in the bathroom, I haven't even heard the water turn on. I pressed my ear against the door to hear if anybody was in there. "Zayn could never love me,
Because who would ever love a boy with scars?
" I pulled away, I know that accent. Niall. Niall cuts? Because of me? The man I love the most, thinks I don't love him. I ran out of the flat a fast as possible. I ran to the nearest store and went in. I grabbed chocolate and flowers and went up to the register, paid, and ran back to the flat ASAP. Louis was on the couch with his arm around Niall but Niall was trying to keep his distance. Niall was in gray sweatpants and a white tee with a purple sweater. I went to my room ad texted Lou. "Come here" he opened my door a minute later. "Yeah?" "Where did Niall cut?" I asked, my voice broke and tears welled up in my eyes. Louis hugged me and I cried into his shirt. I regained myself fast. I hate crying, it makes me weak. "His stomach and thighs." "I love him." I said simply. "I know he thinks I don't. But I do. More than I've ever loved anyone." I grabbed his flowers and chocolate. "I heard you through the bathroom door where he said things and I want to tell him how I feel. Are flowers too girly? And is it okay to give him chocolate? I don't know!" He laughed. "Yes those are good, Zayn. Just tell him how you feel." I started to freak out. "Should I do it now? Or... NO! You, can you help?" "Sure." "Get him and Liam and Harry out of the house until dinner! Then take Liam and Harry out to dinner! I want to make dinner for Niall and make it look nice! Get the others out!" He nodded "I think I should leave Harry here. He could help you with the cooking." "Yeah, that'd be fine." He got Harry in here and we went over the plan, leaving out Niall's self-harm. "Ah! Ziall!" I blush and we quickly started on the plan. Louis took the others out shopping or something. I ran out of the flat Harry asking me where I'm going. I went down three levels and to the flat I've been to so many times before. I knocked. "Hey Babe!" The girl with purple hair greeted me. "Perrie, we need to talk, I can't be with you any longer. It's just not working out. You're a great girl and all, just, it's not working." I got it all out in one breath. "Because you love Niall?" "Yeah?" "It's okay, now go get your man!" "Wait? How did you know?" "Just, the way you look at him is so loving." She said simply while closing the door. I ran back up and Harry asked me where i was. "Broke up with perrie, she took it well and said she knew already." "Okay, then... So, what do you want to make Niall?" "Chicken with like, Italian or Parmesan (phail?) seasoning?" "Sounds good, I can make that. But we don't have chicken" "I run down to the market down the street for some breasts." He laughed at that. I shook my head and took the elevator hurrying to the shop. I grabbed the breasts And ran back home to find Harry with some other ingredients. We quickly made the dinner and finished at 2... Well have it for lunch/snack. "Harry could you get that cake he likes really quickly? I have to set the table." "Sure! Brb" he was out the door. I quickly set the table with plates and silverware, glasses of juice, a candle, and more. Harry came back. I set that on the counter. Then Louis and Liam were home with Niall. I sent Harry to Perries apartment. Niall came in emotionless. He went to his room and brought out his guitar. "Have you seen Harry? We're going to the beach and it looks like you have plans" "nope, I don't have plans. We have plans." I took the guitar from him and handed him the chocolate. He looked at me like I was crazy. I placed my hand on the lowest part I his back, right above his bum. And lead him to the table I pulled put his chair and he sat down. I kissed his head before taking my seat. "Why are you doing this?" Here it goes. "Well, Niall, I got up this morning and overheard yours and Louis' conversation." "So this is all just out of pity?!" He got up. "No, no, Ni-" he just cut me off again "I don't need your pity! I don't need you! I bet you didn't even to this for me. It was all-" I cut him off. By pulling him close and kissing him deeply. It took a moment of hesitation before Niall wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me back. I pulled back for air and opened my eyes. Niall did the same and we were now staring into eachothers eyes. "Niall, when I heard what I heard, I was torn to pieces. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The most beautiful man in the world, the man I love more than anything! Thinks I don't love him at all. That couldn't be further from the truth. I love you Niall, more than words can even describe" he started crying so I wiped his tears. I pecked his lips once more and he attacked me in a big hug. I held him close, leading him back to the table. I brought his plate over to my side and at down, placing him inbetween my legs and I placed my head on his shoulder. We ate quietly. When we were finished with our chicken, I got up and grabbed the cake. "Zayn?" "Yeah?" "I love you" I smiled and kissed him. "I love you too" "why? I don't understand.
Because who would ever love a boy with scars?
" "Niall, I don't care about your scars. I love you, so much! More than anything, even myself." I kissed his head and cut the cake. "Niall," "yeah" "will you be my boyfriend?" "Yes!" He smiled and hugged me. "This is the greatest day of my life!" I smiled. Then he kissed me and three very rude boys decided to interrupt with a chorus of "AWWEE"
