Harry
It's been 6 days since Zayn found me in my bed with Justin. 6 days since he last spoke to me. 6 days since I'd last seen him. He didn't come to school and when I tried to visit his home his dad wouldn't let me in. He even told me not to come back. That hurt me because Zayn's dad is like a father to me. He looked out for me in ways that my mum hadn't. I hadn't even realize how important he was to me until then.
I splashed some cold water on my face. It's 3:00 am and I can't sleep. I stare into the mirror and see the bags that littered underneath my eye. My lips were dry and my hair was greasy. I didn't look appealing at all. But I didn't care. It feels as if a part of me is missing, like there's this big chunk that's been taken away from me. I feel worse than before I got Zayn.
Before, I could deal with just being friends because I still had him as an important factor in my life. He still talked to me everyday and he laughed the same. We hung out all the time. But now.. I know what the feeling of having Zayn is like. Having him as more than a friend. Having him as my soulmate. I didn't have that before so I didn't know what I had been missing.
Now I do. I know exactly what I've been missing, and it's only been six days. I can't endure this any longer. I need to see him, talk to him, explain everything that happened and make sure he knows that I love him and only him. That I want to be with him and only him.
I have to let him know that, or else I'll be ruined.I looked at myself in the mirror once more before turning around to turn on the shower. It's probably a good idea that I wash up because for the last four days I haven't, and I want to at least be somewhat clean for when I talk to Zayn. I have to do it today. I can't go another day without him.
After my shower and I made sure my hair was grease free, I got dressed and went to get something to eat. I only ate two bananas and drank a bottle of water because I haven't really had an appetite either but I know I need to eat something. I check the time. His dad should be gone by now which gives me sometime to sneak into his house and check up on him. I grab the papers off my dresser and and take them with me. Before I go to his house I stop at a sweet shop to get him some chocolates and a gift shop for a bear and flowers. I know that this shit won't make up for what happened. I just hope it would sweeten the deal.
I pulled up to his house and spotted that his dad's car is indeed gone. I mentally cheer and turn off the engine before exiting the car. I make it to the front door and I hold up my hand to knock but I pause. I've never been so nervous in my life. I know he's not going to want to see me. I just know it. I stand there for a moment with my hand raised debating if I should knock or not. My arm was starting to hurt just holding it there, while the other one is filled with the chocolates bear and flowers between my chest. I have big hands so it's not that hard to carry all these things, especially since my chest is supporting it.
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Fanfiction"Let me tell you a story about a pair of boys. He fell in love with his best friend and when he's around he feels nothing but joy..." "You did it again." "What the fuck are you on about?" "You called me Zayn." ¡Punk Harry