A/N: I’m not really sure if I’m gonna post this tonight but as promised I am writing again. I think that I will have a few sentences at the beginning and end of each chapter and for those of you who read them, you will get clues about what happens. I will also obviously hav my little narrations throughout the chapter because I can’t help those but ya….. On to Zayn’s little problem!
The knife was hovering above Zayn’s wrist, begging him to come in contact with the cool blade.
I yanked the blade out of Zayn’s firm grip and threw it in the sink.
“What the hell?!?!” I screamed.
“She didn’t want me. And I don’t want anyone else.” Zayn responded with an edge to his voice.
“Come on Zayn. I know you better than that. You wouldn’t do this because of one person, no matter how much you love them. And to go along with that she lied to you, to all of us for a LONG time. I know you heard our conversation. I’m not even talking to her and she doesn’t want to talk to me. We can get through all of this together.” I lectured, gesturing around the flat.
“I – I’m so sorry!” Zayn sobbed, breaking down yet again on my shoulder and just lay there crying and mumbling things.
“Shhh. It’s okay. Nobody blames you for Ash leaving.” I soothed, rubbing his back.
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Hours later, Zayn and I were in his newly vacated flat watching a random Channing Tatum movie (who knows why…. I just grabbed a stack of DVDs from my flat).
We were both residing on the fold-out bed in the couch and had the covers pulled up to our necks and tissues strewn all over.
I wanna be your everything,
I want to be the one you need
So tell me where ya been all my life,
Gonna make you mine tonight
Hey baby you, you got what I need
But you say you're just a friend
Yeah you say you're just a friend
My phone blared from underneath the blankets.
I saw I got a text from Liam and immediately opened it.
Where r u?
With Zayn. U heard abt tht tho so I wnt go into detail. I quickly responded before popping Dear John in, my all time favorite.
Yeah I heard. R u girls ok? I heard it was a harsh departure. He texted back, just as I turned my phone on vibrate.
Not really but I honestly don’t care. I g2g. Srry babe. See u when I get back and I promise I’ll b back soon. I speedily typed, shoving my phone under my thigh and turning back to Zayn.
“Did you think I was crazy? Like earlier at Harry’s?” Zayn half-whispered, eyes remaining glued to the screen.
“Zayn I don’t think you’re crazy. You were going through a tough time and although it is not a preferred reaction it happens. And not everyone is stopped.” I responded. He looked guilty like he committed a crime for having feelings.
“WHAT did that bitch do?!” Cat screamed, storming into the apartment.
Thankfully Zayn and I had anticipated this and left the door unlocked so she wouldn’t kick it down.
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Mirrors and Memories
FanfictionAdjusting to being Liam Payne’s girlfriend publicly was hard enough. But with the stress of a million other things can she handle it? Or will she have to sacrifice everything to make it work?
