Him <3 ~A Zayn Malik Fan-Fiction~

~Chapter 19~ Moving In and Moving Out Part 2

~Zayn's POV~

"Yeah!  Like that!" Louis screamed. 

Niall and nearly fell to the floor from the sight we were seeing.  It was an early afternoon, and the boys and I had just came back from meeting up with some important people who were interested in managing us.  Since we finished early, we decided to grab lunch, then go back to Harry's house.

I could see Louis and Harry dancing to the loud music as they began playfully thrusting onto each other.  "You guys are retarded."  I said.

  As I said it, I could feel Louis climb on top of me as he started to mischievously started humping me. "Yea eat it!" Harry said while thrusting onto me.

Louis and Harry high-fived each other as I broke down in laughter. "Alright guys, that's enough." I said. "I need to call Riley."

"Aww! Someone's lovestruck!" Louis taunted.

I forced myself up to my feet as I took out my phone and dialed Riley's number.  After one ring Riley answered. I could tell something was going on since she didn't even give me a chance to greet her.

"Z-Zayn! Thank God y-you called!" I could hear her jittery voice between her gasps. And there was only one time where she did that.

"Are you crying?" I could see all the boy's faces turn as they heard me. "Where the hell are you?"

"I'm at my house. You need to come get me, NOW!" She commanded.

I was so confused as  to how she was crying and telling me what to do.  I ran my hair through my hair.  "What the fuck happened?" I asked.

I could hear her cry harder as I began to put on my shoes.  "Just come get me. Please!"  I could feel the desperation in her voice.

  I felt my heart beat as she weeped through the phone. I hated it when she cried. "Okay I'll be there.  Just don't cry, okay."  I begged. "Get your stuff together."

As I took the phone from my ears, I could hear her scream my name as I quickly put it back.  "Yeah." I said.

"I love you" I could hear her voice begin to calm as I heard her take a deep breath.

  "I love you too." I replied.  I was like a sensual silence as I pictured her in my head, crying on the floor with her chin rested on her knees.  I quickly snapped out of it.

  "Everything will be fine, I promise."  I grabbed my coat from the hook as I ran out to my bike and sped off.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- THIS SCENE CONTAINS VERY SPECIFIC DETAILED TERMS AS FAR AS SELF HARM.  IF YOU GET WOOZY FROM READING THAT TYPE OF STUFF, I'LL TELL YOU WHEN YOU CAN BEGIN TO READ.  JUST KEEP SCROLLING SOFTLY UNTIL YOU SEE THIS BOLD PRINT. 

~Riley's POV~

As I hung up the phone with Zayn, I quickly looked under my sink and brought some old memories back.

As I unraveled it from the paper towel.  I could feel my heart beating as I got closer, peeling off every layer.  As I got to the last layer, I tore the paper as I took a good look at it.  There it was, my razor..

As I looked at it from different angles, I could see the sliver metal shine in my eyes as I squinted.  I swiped my finger across it as I felt a significant about of goosebumps forming.  I felt a sign of relief .

  And I wanted to feel it again.  As I lifted my shirt, I pointed the razor to my abdomen as the chills ran through my body. 

I could feel my hand coming closer as I couldn't resist it.  It was almost like I heard Zayn's voice in my head telling me to stop, but I didn't care.  I needed to feel that relief.