#21 they make up

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ZAYN

I was sitting on the floor looking in a mirror looking at my past when I didn't have Niall

I see my bullying that happened thanks to being gay and ended when I went to college. The people being racist at me for being Muslim. And then It hit me a life without Niall is a life not worth leaving

I looked in the kitchen and saw all the knives I grabbed my phone and texted Niall 'just want to say one last goodbye to my Prince Charming xx'

NIALLS PART

I was walking around the street thinking about Zayn thinking I love him to much to leave and maybe we could work something out and my phone buzzed it was from Zayn. and my eyes went wide at the text 'just wanted to say one last goodbye to my Prince Charming xx' I started running to the flat when I got there I saw him holding the knife close to his chest

'ZAYN NO!" I yelled he looked at me "why should I you don't love me anymore!" He yelled and gripped the knife tighter "I do babe I was walking and I though why not give it another chance we can work it out you know why?" I asked him "why?" "Cuz I love you Zayn jawaada Malik" I said and he let go of the knife and ran to me "shh zayn it's okay "

"I love you much to let you out of my life" I said and leaned in and kisses him

NIALL

I started to sob and fell on my knees "Niall shhh come on let's get you some water" Dani said holding my hand "okay Niall look we are gonna me this better okay ill go talk to zayn" Elo said "please I can't live without him" I said "I think I know where he is"

ZAYNS PART

'Zayn where are you?' Elo texted me 'I'm in Starbucks getting high with there coffee' I said back 'look out the window :P' she texted I looked out and saw Niall holding a rose I walked out "we will leave you guys alone" they said and left

"Zayn I want to say I'm sorry for not giving you attention and being on the phone for a month" he said sobbing I cut him off by kissing his cheek and grabbing the rose "I accept your sorry " "I said and he grabbed my hand and walked back to our flat to cuddle

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