Damaged

Stay with me.

"D'you wanna go somewhere?" I got a fright hearing him say something, we had sat in silence for about 20 minutes now i wasn't expecting him to say anything. I quickly recovered from the shock and replied "Where?" I kept my head down, staring at our hands, our little fingers still entwined. "A walk?" I didn't answer i just got up from where i was sitting and waited for Zayn to join me, i waited for him to start walking and i followed him, i couldn't quite catch up with him. Suddenly he stopped in his tracks and turned to me "Why are you following me?" He looked quite stern and quite confused, which made me even more confused "You asked me if i wanted to go on a walk with you?" I raised my eyebrows, wondering why he had said that, "I know. I mean, why did you say yes? And why did you come with me?" He smirked, obviously finding some amusement out of the fact i thought he had forgotten, already. "I don't know, i entered the park crying my eyes out, feeling horrible and i left forgetting what i was even upset about, because of you." I blushed a little, admitting this wasn't easy, i didn't even know him. 

Just as he was about to turn back around, a boy a little older than us walked past "What you doing with that P*ki babe?" I looked at him, his blonde hair was messy, he had crooked teeth, his eyes were dim and lacked life in them and his body language showed me he thought he was something he definitely wasn't. My jaw dropped hearing that horrible word, i was speechless. "I-I" I muttered out but i couldn't say anything else, that had shocked me beyond belief. "Cute, they should stick to dating their own kind. Makes me sick." I couldn't stand here and say nothing, i might not have known Zayn long but i did know he didn't deserve this. "You know what makes me sick? Racist bastards. Since when does the colour of someones skin define who they are? He's obviously a better person than you will ever be. Scumbag." He looked at me and just smirked, i couldn't believe it, i didn't want him to smirk, i wanted him to be shocked, i had plucked up the courage to say something and all he could do was smirk. "Go." Zayns voice came out very aggresive as he pointed in the direction we were heading, i just stood there looking at him. Why did he want me to go?  "GO! NOW." I couldn't help but jump hearing him shout at me. I was speechless, again. I started walking away, i didn't have a clue what to do, i had a lump in the back of my throat that just wouldn't budge, thats when i looked back and saw, i wish i hadn't looked back. Zayn slammed his fist into the boys face, the boy stumbled back, he screamed as Zayn grabbed his throat and hit him in the face again, then he grabbed his blonde hair and took his fist to his stomach, the boy fell to the ground holding his stomach. I felt tears appear in my eyes, i had never seen such a brutal fight before, infact i couldn't say i witnessed a fight, only ever playful fighting. 

I carried on walking, slowly turning into jogging until i found myself doing a little run. I needed to get out of here, away from Zayn. I thought as i was running that the racist boy deserved to be punished for what he said, it was disgusting, but not like that. I carried on, i didn't have a clue where i was going, i was heading home when i remembered so i just carried on, until i realised where i wanted to be, the pond, i liked to go there when i had a lot on my mind and i knew by now it would be peaceful. I turned back around and headed to the pond, hoping i wouldn't spot Zayn. I got to the park, the pond was only five minutes away, i walked down the road to the pond and saw a black citroen behind me, it looked as if it was following me. 

You're being paranoid. 

Am i? 

Of course i am. 

I got to the pond in quite a hurry, i was scared that the car was actually following me, i sat myself down next to the pond and took in the sounds of nature, i could hear the trees whistling and the sway of the water gently moving, it was beautiful. I was trying hard to hear everything, which meant i easily heard the rustling footsteps behind me, i didn't dare look back.