The lonely soul. Ziall fanfic

Chapter 4: How could I be so stupid?

Niall's POV

"ZAYN!!!"

The name escapes my mouth without permision. I may have screamed it loudly but not loud enough to erase or at least cover the memory of the sound. The thud of the brick. The bang as it makes contact with Zayn's skull. I shouldn't care.. but I do. A lot. I should have warned him as soon as I heard the boys talking. What if he dies. It will all be my fault! Hpw could I be so stupid. what the hell am I doing now? Why am I running? Where to? 

"Zayn!"  a small voice inside my head responds. But why? He's new, I don't know him and I always run away from these situations... so why am I facing them now? 

It's too late now. here I am.. facing my tormentors who stand over the raven haired boy laughing as the pool of blood slowly grows bigger. Wait! blood? oh no!

I can already feel my vision blur and the world around me start to spin. I can smell it everywhere. It's so overwhelming. I'm gonna pass out. I can tell.

As soon as I am about to collapse unconcious a flicker of an images flashes in my mind.  Those eyes... i recongnise them. Zayn's! I need to help him. 

I shake my head and look back at Lucas and Stan. Stan mouths to Lucas some thing like finish him. He lifts his arm and just as he is about to slam the brick back down I push him over. 

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!" my mind keeps screaming at me. "you're gonna get yourself killed"  

Even though that's true it doesnt stop me. I lean over Zayn and look at the wound on his head. There's too much blood though and I can't see where it's coming from. The only thing I do know is that if I don't get him to safety soon... he won't m-make it. No! Don't think like that Niall, you can save him. 

I take of my jumper and I wipe away most of the blood from his face. That's when I see it... The gash. It's on his head just above the eyebrow and it looks severe. My jumper is now soaked in blood, but he's still bleeding and he's becoming so extremly pale. I take of my shirt and tie it around his head. I call the ambulance and give them all the details they need. Once they hang up I rush back to the no vulnrable boy. I rest my hand on his sickly white cheek and whisper the same words over and over again.

"stay with me Zayn. You'll be fine you'll be fine" I don't know if I was saying this to convince myself or him. Can he even hear me?

My question's aswered when I hear a raspy voice.

"Niall?"

"Yeah?" I look down to see them golden eyes. His eyes that were guarded but are now fresh with tears. 

"Don't." His voice is so low now that i have to bend right over him so I can hear him.

"Don't what?"

"Don't waste your time saving someone like me, just let me die. I'm not worth it."

My unshed tears begin to roll down my cheek only to land directly onto his single tear that has taking its rest on his cheek bone. 

I can hear the sirens and even though I know they are close they seem almost far away because the only thing that is close and important is Zayn. Who is right infromt of me being craddled in my arms.

The next thing I do is unspeakable. I lean down and gently kiss away the tear we both made and whisper quietly. "You are worth it Zayn. Your worth all the time in the world. You may not know it but you are." He gasps out a short thank you before he blacks out again and I'm pulled away kicking and screaming.

It's only then that i realise the entire school has been watching the scene. But by now I'm beyond caring..