Liam wanted to ask Zayn about the marks on his wrists.
He stood on Zayn's doorstep.
Waiting for someone to answer his knocking.
He's not a stalker Liam's just been to a party or two.
Zayn answered the door in only a pair of sweatpants, tiredly tugging on a t shirt.
Liam's eyes widened.
So did Zayn's.
They're were hundreds of them.
Red and white lines all over Zayn.
His torso, shoulders, arms, wrists.
Liam tried to speak but instead he wrapped his arms around Zayn.
Liam felt a tear on his shoulder.
After a couple of minutes Liam let go.
He traced Zayn's scars and asked him why.
Zayn just looked away.
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Looked Away
FanfictionZayn always looked away. Liam wondered, why does Zayn always look away? TRIGGER WARNING: This short story contains light mentions of depression, self harm, abuse and suicide.
