Curiosity (Zayn Malik/ One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 3

He lay there motionless, the slight trickle of water still flowing and mixing with the blood.

The crimson liquid was slowly coming to a stop. But he was in his most vulnerable state, laying there fully exposed, weak and just a confused lost teenager.

*knock knock* few seconds past *knock knock* the knocks becoming more impatient,

'Haz just use your key, he won't mind' Lou rushed out. Harry used his key to get into Zayns flat, walking around the living room searching, he entered the kitchen, while Lou (Teasdale) ran up the stares and feared the worst.

*Lou's POV*

I knew what zayn was capable of doing to himself, I'm his stylist and make-up artist I have seen him

bare,

fully exposed.

His scars and cuts, the beautiful battered body that it was my job to cover up and make look perfect. Covering the scar everyday. I knew what he could do and I was scared.

As I reached the top of the stairs I heard water trickling, I knocked a few times but received no response. My heart sunk. I thought i should muck around with the lock to try help him, even if he didnt want to be helped. My focus was unterputted I heard footsteps, knowing they would be harry I quickly thought of a diversion before he could see one of his beat mates in such a worrying state.

'Haz could you please get me a drink' I blurted out I heard the foot steps stop and retreat back down the stairs

'Of course' his deep husky voice replied. As he replied I got in. I felt like my heart was pulled of of my chest, cut into a million little pieces and just shoved back in

'Zayn?' I whispered barely audible still standing in the doorway. I closed the Door making sure it was locked and went to aid zayn

'ZAYN?, ZAYN!, zayn wtf zayn' I said more forcefully.

Tears streaming from my face, I leant down and attempted to drag him out of the shower. I almost fainted at the overpowering smell of blood. I saw the 2 deep cuts. It was obvious what had happened. I turned the water off grab a towel I leaned zayn up against the teal wall opposite the mirror and basin, I tried to make sure he couldn't see his reflection because in this state he looked horrible.

'Sure I guess,' he replied while I heard banging and clinging assuming from him in the cupboard looking for the juicer.

I turned back around and locked the door, placing my gull attention back on zayn. I noticed he started to regain colour, so I searched through the cupboard for a first aid kit. At the fair back I found one and found what I was looking for, bandage, needle and string. I used the bandage and tied it above the cuts on his forearm yo top the little bit of blood that was still exiting the wound. I began stitching the wound up as I did the last knot he winced, eyes still closed. I was still focused on fixing his broken skin correctly.

*Zayn's POV*

I felt a wave of pain shoot through my body, I whinced and shifted in my spot. My eyes shot open when I realised that i wasn't in the shower, and I realised I wasn't alone either.

'Lou?' I whispered

'Yeah zayn' she replied with a wirly smile but with a worried look in her eyes.

'Thank you'


*Lou's POV*

'Thank you' is all he simply replied and that's all I need, he was awake and that's all that mattered I didn't need to be thanked.

'You saved me' he whispered interrupting mg thoughts, I simply replied with a toothy grin, and I received that million dollar smile back.

'Wanna get up?' I asked sympathetically

'No, no, not really' he said with more certainty

'Well Harry will be wondering where we are, he is down stairs' I explained His face lit up, 'ok, can I get som...' '

Of course' I quickly replied, hoping up placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. 'Thanks again' he muttered.

We got up and waddled to his room as quite as we could. He sat on his bed with just a towel hanging from his waist, water droplets still making his skin glisten.

*cough cough*

Zayn's eyes shot to the door and I turned and smiled at harry

'Hey mate' harry said Directed at zayn zayn stood and strutted over to harry bidding his obvious pain.

'Hey Styles' he replied while doing that manly hug boys do.

'Sorry i break this reunion, but its not like you guys haven't seen each other in months' I laughed sarcastically.

They both pulled back and zayn signaled for us to leave so he could get ready

'We will be down stairs if you need us' I said reassuring him as harry and I walked down stairs.

'Why would he need our help he's not 5 you know!' He smugly stated

'Yeah I guess'

It hurt me to think that none if the boys knew what zayn was going through, but it wasn't my job to tell them, I just had to be there for zayn whenever he needed. I plonked myself down on the sofa while slurping up my smoothy juice thingy.


'Woah there Lou no one is gonna steal it off you, and save some space for lunch' he said, I swear the way we use banter he was like a brother to me

'Okay DAD' I joked I heard a loud noise from up stairs, shot up as fast as I could and I went to open the door but ran into his fully clothed body and moulded around his body and hug him tightly.

'Hey Lou?' He said

'Your alright I thought you hurt yourself' I said amused, he pulled back and walked down stairs I quickly followed

'Everything alright?' Harry said concerned

'Fine' we said in unison

*a few moments of silence*

'So we going to get going the boys will be waiting' I said to cut the awkwardness

'I will just go grab my jacket ' zayn said

'and I will go get the car keys' harry said and I joined him and we walked to the car, zayn came we hoped in the car and listened to music the whole way there yo avoid awkward conversations.