Kayla's POV:
Come on skinny love just last the year,
Zayn and I have a hard relatinship. Well, in my head we do. The mixed singals that he gives me drives me to the limits, to the point where I want to explode and ask 'why' but I can't because he'll know my feelings for him. I want my love for him to last the year, I don't want it to fade.
Pour a little salt you were never here, my my my, my my my, my-my my-my,
He was never here when I needed him in high-school, but now, he is here and that's what counts...right?
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.
I never cut due towards a boy, but I have cut in high-school and when I did, seeing the blood spread in the sink hurts me because I had no one, not even my best friend. I wanted Zayn but never admitted it...
Tell my love to wreck it all, Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
He played me but I still love him?! Is something wrong with me? That day...I will NEVER forget it. They day he pretended to care. He cut all my ropes and let my heart fall.
I hate that I love him.
(A/N: Extremly short but I needed to update!)
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Bullied or Loved. (Zayn Malik)
Fanfiction"As she ran into his arms with a big smile, him returning one back, she wrapped her arms around his neck and connected her lips with his. Why were his eyes open? Why was he looking at me?" Kayla runs into her bully after 2 years and ends up falling...
