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Here's the Zarry. I dunno what's next, either zouis or nouis, I haven't decided yet. So yeah.
Stuff with // around them are supposed to be in italics. Like so: /HI!/
Song: Behind These Hazel Eyes-Kelly Clarkson
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Three Years Ago Today
Z A Y N P. O. V.: : : :
"Zayn, I'm sorry, I don't love you anymore. It's over." Harry said to me.
"W-What?" I stutter, it can't mean what I think it means. I love him! This can't be happening!
"We. Are. Done. Zayn." Harry says, and walks away.
The next day, we decided to move. My mum heard, and said we were moving. She 'didn't want her baby hurt.' So we moved. I wrote a song.. It's called 'behind these hazel eyes.' I think, if I ever see him again, I'll sing it. /If/ I see him again. Which I hope not.
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Present Time
"No mum! I don't want to go back there! He fucking /broke/ me!" I exclaim at my mother, "He fucking /broke/ me mum!" I exclaim once more, before breaking down crying, she brings me into her arms.
"I'm sorry honey, I know you don't want to go back /there,/ but with this promotion, we can move within two years, again, and be out of there forever!" She says, I nod and sniffle.
"I don't want to see him mum. He-he probably fucks a different slut every n-night!" I cry out, and she just comforts me as I cry.
"I hate seeing you like this." She mumbles, I sniffle, "But we need this promotion Zaynie, we'll move out again as soon as we can, but we need this. Okay?" She whispers to me, I nod, and compose myself.
"Okay mum."
[The Day He Starts School]
I groan, I don't want to be here, in fact, I want to /die./ It'd be better then seeing Harry again at least. /Anything/ would be better. But I can act like it doesn't effect me, and make friends with my old ones, Niall and Louis, if they still want to see me. I walk to the office. "Hey Ms.Pruntee." I say, she looks up, and smiles.
"How are you Zayn? Never thought I'd see you again, here's your time-table, and locker. Enjoy your year, hope you see Harry again." I smile sadly.
"That's why we moved in the first place, he broke up with me the week before we moved out of town." I say, she looks at me apologetically.
"I'm sorry Zayn, I didn't know! Well, hope you see Niall and Louis again, they're dating now," She winks at me, I chuckle.
"It was bound to happen sometime."
Before she can say anything, a familiar Irish accent fills my ears, "Zayn? As in, my best friend that disappeared Zayn?" He calls out to me, I smile, and turn around.
"Nialler!" I say, he squeals, and runs into the office, and hugs me. "I missed you Irish!" I spin him around, and then I hear Louis' familiar voice yell.
"OI! HANDS OFF THE BOYFRIEND!" I laugh, and put Niall down, and turn around, so Louis can see it's me. "Zayn Malik! Where did you go!? You like.. Disa-fucking-ppeared on us! We thought you were dead!" He yells, uh..oh.... He just yelled out my name. Harry had to have heard that.
"Um.. What's Harry like? Still the same fucktard he was three years ago?" I ask, they look at me, and laugh.
"Yeah, at least in /our/ opinion, he's always going to be a fucktard, unless he makes things right with you, or you guys kiss and make up." Niall says, I smile.
