Dark Paradise ~ Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter One

It's valentines day. I'm still in bed, usually i will just lay here all day; i'm sleeping through the pain. It's been 2 years, i still miss her.

I try not to think about it, but the memories flood back and i feel my eyes well up. I should be over it by now, but she was beautiful.

I still feel her soft hands, intertwined with mines. Her winning smile, that no matter how shit my day had been, it just made me melt. I miss her soft lips and the way she stood on her toes to reach up to me.

I miss her. I miss my baby Mehgan.

I should be studying for university, but i just can't bring myself to get out of bed. I groan and run a hand through my curls, i need a shower. It takes a while, but i eventually force myself out of bed and through to the bathroom.

I turn my shower on when i realize the time.

7:46

Shit. There's still the whole day ahead of me. I can't go through this day thinking about her. I need to get some fresh air.

I get in the shower, the hot water covering my whole body. It flattens out my curls, and leaves them ringing wet. It drips down the scars my body is covered in. Each one representing everything i have went through. They each told a story.

After i have showered and washed my hair i go to get dressed. I pick out a simple white tee and a pair of black skinnies, no need to dress up when i have no one in my life. My phone has 5 missed calls from my mum. I never bother to speak to her anymore, once in a while i pick up, but i just don't want her to worry about me.

I run out of the door and begin to make my way down to the park. I like to visit here whenever i'm feeling down. I love watching the children having fun, crying when they trip which results in a grazed knee. Their joy fascinates me.

I go to take a seat on one of the benches, however it is already occupied.

A boy with chocolate brown hair, and mesmerizing blue eyes sits, nervously shuffling about. He is sat next to another boy, whose hair is dark and styled up in a quiff. He lights a cigarette, making the blue eyed boy flinch. The dark haired one just smirks and jabs the end of the cigarette into the other boy's skin.

My eyes widened. Why would anyone do that? What is this guy playing at?

The blue eyed boy cringed, letting out a small whimper. He tried to walk away, but the other boy grabbed his wrist and pulled him back down. I felt very unnerved watching this.

He then whispered something inaudible for me, making the uncomfortable boy pale. His face was completely drained in colour.

"That's enough Zayn, please, you're hurting me," The boy whispered in pain, so quiet that i could barely hear.

"Shut up Louis, we're in public, stop being such a whiny baby," Zayn growled lowly. He pulled the boy identified as Louis close to him and began to kiss him roughly. Surprisingly Louis melted into the kiss.

I decided it was best to walk away. The situation had nothing to do with me in the first place.

I found a place to sit, under a nearby oak tree. I sat down and closed my eyelids, just hoping for it to drift me away into a deep slumber...

"Excuse me?"

I looked up and noticed a young girl, around the age of 5 looking down at me with soft, brown eyes. Her hair was brown and curly, it flowed down to her waist.

"Mmhmpp" I muffled. I rubbed my eyes and stood up. The girl gazed at me nervously, shuffling her feet. She looked back down at the ground.

"Um, i've lost my mummy, and i don't know where she is," the young girl's eyes filled up, and tears ran down her cheeks.