Unusual Reality (One Direction FF)

Chapter 35 - School Photograph

Zara’s P.O.V

Those words hurt. They hurt even more than when Ibrahim ignored me. Did he really mean those words? They kept on repeating over again in my head. Each time they repeated, I felt the same pain.

Liam stood up, which made me think that Ibrahim was about to start another fight, so I shot my head up to his direction. There, standing at the door were Louis and Harry, both shocked.

“Ibrahim... you need to go,” Liam said calmly, rather than lashing out on him like he did on me. However, from the tone of his voice, I could tell that Liam was furious. Ibrahim stormed out of my room, causing Harry and Louis to move out of the way without a second thought. 

After a few minutes, Ibrahim stormed back into my room, we were in the same positions but Liam, Louis and Harry were sending me sympathetic looks. Ibrahim was wearing his huge rucksack and it seemed to be full. He had a photograph in his hand... it was our school photo.

"Can I move into my new house then?" he asked, obnoxiously. Liam pulled out some keys from his pocket and threw it at Ibrahim. There was a note attached to it which was probably the address. He caught it with one hand and slipped it into his own pocket. He then ripped the school photo in half.

"How could they think that we were related?" he spat at me, turning to Liam with a genuine smile, "Thanks for the house."

"Just get out," Harry hissed, glaring at him.

"My pleasure," Ibrahim smirked before we heard the front door opening and closing.

Harry's P.O.V

I felt so bad for Zara. He just ripped their school photo in half. My heart literally tore when I saw the look that Zara had on her face. He then made the rudest comment about how the school thought that they were related. As soon as he turned to Liam with a smile on his face and thanked him for the house, I mentally exploded.

I kept my calm and whispered, "Just get out."

"My pleasure," he smirked and left the house. 

As soon as he left the room, my attention - I think Louis' and Liam's too - was turned to Zara. I immediately went to her and hugged her. I had the same love for her as if she were my own sister; she grew on everybody. When I released her from my hug, Louis and Liam hugged her too. Louis and I sat next to her, rubbing her back whenever we felt the need to.

"He's right," I heard Zara whisper quietly. However, we all managed to hear her.

"No, Zara. He's not right and he will never be right. Except for one thing: how can anyone think you two are related? He's a monster," Louis tried his best to put it into a joke. Zara rushed over to the ripped school photograph and picked it up. She stared at it and ripped one half of it to even smaller shreds. She came back to the bed and I smiled. She finally accepted that Ibrahim wasn't a part of our family.

"Can I see the photo?" I asked, pointing at the picture in her hand. She passed it to me and I was shocked to see that it was Ibrahim's half. He looked so innocent, yet he acted like the devil. I kneeled over to the pieces on the floor and tried to put them back together, but there was no use.

"Zara, why did you rip your half?" I asked. 

Louis suddenly exclaimed, "You ripped your half?!" 

She nodded, "Because I caused all of this. I'm the reason why Zayn is in the position that he's in. I'm the reason why Ibrahim left. I'm the reason why my da- foster dad has cancer. I'm the reason why my foster mum died." She then burst into tears.