My savior >>Ziall<< *on hold*

Chapter 2

Nialls p.o.v

As always, when I got home I went to the bathroom to find my sharp friend.

After looking for what seemed like forever, I found it in one of my drawers.

Taking the sharp piece of medal, I closed and locked the bathroom door and sat down in front of it.

This is my relief. I feel as if I can't live without doing this everyday, and if I don't do it everyday, my wrist, legs, and stomach burn for more.

I took the blade and ran it across my arm.

1 cut on the wrist for Zayn acting like he cares.

1 cut on the stomach for being so fat.

2 cuts on the wrist for being such a faggot.

1 cut on the wrist for being me.

And 1 more cut for that day.

When I finished doing what I was doing, I ran the water from the sink and washed off the metallic liquid, wrapping my wrist up and rinsing my stomach off and holding toilet paper on it for a couple seconds, getting fed up when the bleeding didn't stop and just pulling my shirt down.

I walked out of the bathroom and laid down in my bed, looking at the black leather jacket Zayn gave me on the other side of my room.

I got up off my bed and grabbed the jacket, digging through the pockets, feeling a piece of paper, and pulling it out, opening it

656-240-8957 call me(: xx -Z
(this is a made up number)

What? Zayn? Why did he put his number in the jacket? I don't think it was for me. I don't even know why he gave me this stupid jacket. He acts like he cares, but I know what he's going to do, he's going to act like he cares and when he pulls me in he's going to ditch me like everybody else. I've played this game before. And this time, I'm not falling for it.

Huffing, I threw the jacket down and put the stupid piece of paper on my raggedy old desk and plopping down in bed, once again. Letting sleep take over, moments later.

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When I woke up the next morning it was 6:25am, I usually woke up at 7:00am but when I woke up I couldn't go back to sleep.

Sliding out of bed, I grabbed a towel and went to the shower. I turned the shower on and checked it making sure it was the right temperature.

Moments later I slid in the shower and sat down. I just don't even have the energy anymore to stand up. It's probably from my lack of eating, but who cares? I need to lose some wait, I look like a fucking whale.

Soon I was done with my shower and I turned the water off and grabbed my towel, stepping out and coming out of the bathroom and going to my room.

I dug through my drawers and grabbed my boxers, throwing them on my bed and grabbing a black shirt with some kind of star on it and plain black jeans, throwing them on my bed also.

I walked over to my bed and put my clothes on, drying my ugly ass hair and walking to the bathroom to brush my crooked ass teeth.

When I was done I went to my living room and sat down on the couch, looking at the ceiling for about an hour and finally it was 7:26 and it was time for me to go

I quickly grabbed my book bag and my baggy sweat shirt and started walking my way to school, but halfway there I heard somebody yell behind me

"Niall! Hey Niall slow down!"

I knew who it was. But I tried avoiding him, maybe he'll give up and walk away, but no, after yelling he started running and he caught up to me, walking beside me

"Hi Niall" Zayn said "how are you?"

"Like you care" I whispered, crossing my arms and keeping my distance away from him

"I do." He stated, confused "listen Niall, I know you don't trust me and you don't think I care, but I do, I just met you yesterday but I feel this strong connection with you, I don't know what it is, but it's something. And I do care Niall"

"Whatever" I grumbled, sighing and stopping, turning to him and looking him straight in his big brownish eyes "Zayn. Please leave me alone. Like I said yesterday, I'm not good for you, really. I know you don't care so don't act like you do, I've played this game before Zayn. All your going to do is act like you care, then when I start getting reeled in your going to ditch me like everybody else. I've been hurt enough, I don't want to be hurt again. Please- please leave while you can, cause Zayn, when I get attached, I get to attached and when I get to attached your going to leave and I'm going to be more hurt than I already am."

"Niall-"

"No Zayn, please leave me alone" I tried again

"I'm not going to stop trying Niall. I will get you to trust me"

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Word count// 873

'Ello guys!! Welp, second chapter and I'm writing this chapter at 1 in the morning yay!! Anyways I hope you all liked this chapter. I'm going to start asking questions at the end of the chapter sooooooo....

Do you guys think Niall will start trusting Zayn?

What do you guys think is the main reason Niall is the way he is?

What is that day?

Lots of love -Angel