The Taming of the Little Leprechaun {Fan-fiction - Ziall}

Chapter 6 - Everything About You

I just wanted to say sorry for my tardiness.

6? Here! I am a liar! Tsk.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Chapter 6 – Everything About You

Zayn’s POV

                I never thought that that would hurt me too much but guessed I thought wrong. It hurt more than my mother shoving a pillow towards my face; it hurts more than being smack in the head by Liam, it hurt more than being embarrassed by my friends in front of many people and it hurts more than seeing the food you prepared for the person you cared for untouched. I know I cannot blame him though because he is too hard to dislike. He has been broken for a long time that I know it will take time to heal him again. I am already desperate to see those smiles again, those sparkling eyes that shows what happiness really is. I guess my desperation wasn’t enough to get the Niall I grew up with to come back.

                I do not care about the looks that these people are giving me. I am not embarrassed only because I am rejected by Niall in front of many people. What I did feel at this moment is the feeling of hurt. My mom did not let me experience this before but it hurts. I just put my hands inside my pocket to stop myself from scratching my chest because something hurts. It feels so itchy that my desire for cutting came back. I don’t want to cut anymore!

                “Zayn? Pal, are you okay?” a voice I didn’t recognize said from beside me. All I know is that I didn’t reply. All I know is that I want to scratch my chest I nodded. I walked towards the gate without really seeing it. It’s too far from the place where I stood before but I don’t care. I didn’t drive my car to the school so I can’t drive. Walking would cause me nothing but tiredness because my house is far enough for me to walk it for two hours.

                “Zayn, hop in” Greg said inside the car beside me after walking for about more than thirty minutes. My feet are already tired but I don’t want to, it’s okay for my feet to feel exhaustion. I don’t care even if my feet became sore, I don’t care even if someone decided to grab me and kill me, I don’t care if someone mugged me. I want to hop in the car but I don’t want to, because Niall is there.

                “I’m okay” I replied to the waiting demand of Greg. He didn’t speed up instead he slow down the car. Too slow, I think.

                “Come on Zayn, hop in” It was Josh this time. I heard the disappointment in his voice and I know that he didn’t like what Niall did, not even one bit. Josh was jolly but he is like any other teenager that can cause issue if he didn’t get what he wanted –‘just like the Niall I grew up with’ I thought.

                “Zayn it’ll rain soon. Just hop in okay?” Greg said, voice almost pleading. Greg stood up for us, he guard as enough to know us all. He doesn’t want misunderstanding in our circle and he didn’t want someone being hurt. Greg, he can be easily affected by the emotions of the people around him that it makes him vulnerable behind the tough appearance.

                Too much thinking, the thoughts that occupied my mind was vanished after I heard the slam of a car door. I didn’t look back instead I kept my head looking straight ahead and I kept my feet moving. A hand on my wrist causes me to look back.

                “Greg and Josh said hop in” those blue irises. Those cold hands, those pale skin and despite the hard face that he gave me. I still see the Nialler I grew up with; I still see the four-year-old kid offering a toy towards me and I still see the brunette kid who ate too much.