Different worlds *Ziam* (boyxboy)

part 31 Chris says goodbye

A/N Hi :D

So, maybe it's a bit aprubtly, but there will only be two chapters left.

DON'T KILL ME, I'M NOT DONE SPEAKING.

There WILL be a sequel, and i will probably start it today because i don't have school and i don't know what to do.

~Hela xx.

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Chris saw them in school together. Everyday they stood together, chatting and laughing. Every time Zayn and Liam would be holding hands, or Zayn would have his arm around Liam's shoulder, They would share a little peck here and then. Ed would point at Chris and say something to them and Louis and Harry would laugh. Niall would get himself to let out a fake laugh, Zayn just laughed along with them, thinking it was no big deal. But Liam, Liam would just look at her pityfull when he sees that she tries to hold back the tears. He'd never laugh about the stupid jokes Ed made about her.

Chris hated them. She hated all six of them. She hated Louis and Harry for being those bloody twats they were, she hated Ed for being this heartless asshole, she hated Zayn for being an egoist, and she hated Liam and Niall for backstabbing her.

Liam watched her loosing her self-controll, he watched the increasing of the cuts on her arms. She stopped using make-up, her skin was pale and her eyes went dull. Sometimes their eyes met and the only thing he saw was emptiness. It scared him, she just rolled her eyes.

It was a morning as usually, Chris was late, again. She didn't hurry, she walked throw the empty halls and looked around bored. "My first class is english.." She thought and made a 'click' sound with her tounge. "Mr Henry won't get mad at me. I'm the best one in english, he loves me." She grinned. "I think i have class with Ed and the others." She rolled her eyes. "UGH. Why do we have, like every single class together?!" She sighed and finally arrived in front of the door. "Here we go.."

"Sorry, I'm late, i-" "Ah, Miss Smith." Mr Henry smiled at her. "It's alright, take a seat." She nodded and went to her desk. The guy next to her, -His name was Mark, she thought- showed her where they were and she thanked him. "Since none of you could soulve this exsercise.." Mr Henry turned to Chris and smiled again. "Why don't you give it a try, Miss Smith?" As usally, she knew what was grammaticially wrong with the sentence. "Perfect. Very good, Miss Smith." Mr Henry said and contuined teaching.

She felt a vibration from her jeans pocket and pulled out her phone. A message from Ed -she still didn't figure out how he got her number-.

"Chrissy's being a little nerd again? Is there something else you can, expect being a smartass? ;)"

She glared at Ed, who snickered along with Harry and Louis. She replied;

"Well, if you don't shut your little mouth, you'll find out how often my hands can punch your ugly face in five minutes. -.-"

She sent and watched his reaction. His face faded and he typed something in.

"Yeah? Who was the one punching all the time? Not you, so i remember. :p"

"So now you're proud of punching a fucking girl?"

"Didn't say that. You should watch your pretty mouth, that's what i meant. ;p"

"That's what she said. ;)"

"Are you trying to provoke me?"

"Doesn't look like i want to seduce you. :*"

"If i was you i'd shut my little mouth."

"And if i was you i'd want a facial surgery."

"SHUT UP! >:("

She looked at Ed, who was really pissed and glared at her. She just smirked.

"Aww, little Ed's pouting? Hey, don't blame me for your strange kind of face. ;)"

"You're one to say. -.-"

"At least i don't have ginger hair.."

"You like ginger hair. ;)"

"Since when?"

"You told me."

"Dude, I was 10 years old and i only said it so you'd give me your ice cream."

"..Dafuq.."

"Reality hits you hard, bro. xD"

"You're such a bitch."

"Better than being a ginger haired asshole."

"Can u stop mentioning my hair?"

"Can u stop being ugly?"

It was like that the whole lesson, untill the bell rang and everybody packed their things. Ed gave Chris a death glare and became the finger as response.

Ed and the others stood together, as usually. "You looked quite mad in English. What was up?" Louis asked, looking at Ed. "Me and Chris had a fight per messages." "What did she say?" Harry contuined the questions. "She mentioned my hair and called me ugly many times..." Liam tilted his head to the right. "I thought she likes ginger hair..." "Me too." Ed mumbled. Zayn watched Liam with a smile. "You're so cute when you're confused." He whispered in Liam's ear so only he could hear it. Liam blushed furiously. "..Or when you blush, it's even cuter..." Zayn said and kissed his cheek. "Zayn, stop it.." Liam giggled a bit. Zayn smiled and kissed his cheek again.

(A/N I don't know why, but i think while reading this part you should listen to "Wake me up when Semptember ends" by green day. I think it's a beautiful song and it suits the situation.)

Nobody knew it would end like this. Not even Chris thought that. Liam knew she was depressed and she was supposed to take pills, but she didn't. She told him she didn't need them anymore, and he believed it.

While Liam and Zayn cuddled on the bed, Chris sat on her bed and cried. While Zayn slowly began kissing Liam, Chris whiped away the tears. While Zayn's hands slipped under Liam's shirt, Chris went to the bathroom. While Zayn and Liam took off each others clothes slowly, Chris searched for the sleeping pills. She found two boxes of sleeping pills and went back to her room.

She rummaged in her chest of drawers and finally found another two boxes of antidepressants. She took a water bottle and sat down onto her bed again.

So, while Zayn kissed every inch of Liam's body, Chris put the pills out, one by one, and made a little hill of pills. Green little pills, tasting a bit like smarties, and white capsels.

While Zayn made love to Liam, Chris took every single pill. Drink, swallow. Drink, swallow. She stopped here and then, feeling her stomach wanting to throw up.

As there was no more, she layed in her bed. Everything around her spun around, her vision went blurry. She felt tears well in her eyes, some even dropped onto the bed sheets. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach, like a cramp. She curled up in a ball and held her stomach. The spinning went faster and faster, she choked on air and couldn't breath. The water bottle fell over and made a huge, dark mark on the bed sheets.

While Liam layed in Zayn's arms, the girl he cared about like she was his daughter, the girl he loved like his sister, the girl who meant the most to him, Chris, was dying, because of him.