Tell Me A Lie (One Direction Fanfiction)

So This Is Goodbye...

~Soooo this is the last chapter of Tell Me A Lie... hope you enjoy

Zachary's P.O.V

I remember Harry running into the room, screaming for help. I followed, banging on the restroom door. I thought Allison had stopped self harming! I give up trying to get her to open it, and kick down the door. Ninja mode activated.

"NO"! I scream. For Allison lied there, already becoming pale, blood trickling its way down her arms, and dripping onto the floor. Harry collapses to the floor.

"ALLISON WAKE UP"!! He yells, shaking her repeatedly.

"ALLISON!! DON'T YOU FUCKIN DIE ON ME! DON'T PLEASE"! He sobs. There's no response, she remained silent, motionless, and, dare i say, lifeless.

"Check her pulse"! I order. Harry puts two fingers to the side of her neck.

"SHE'S BREATHING"! Harry exclaims.

We had taken her to the hospital about 8 hours ago. We are currently waiting for results. Good news, bad news, anything. I just need to know that she's alive! A lady around her mid thirties calls out my name.

"Y-Yes"? I respond, nervously.

"Ms. Grace is responding well, she's woken up, but she is very pale, and i really must know if she has ever experienced depression, she has many fading scars, not only on her wrist but on her stomach as well, she's a self harmer i presume"? She ask.

"Yes, she self harms, she hadn't done it for a while, but that seemed to change, she is always very upbeat but i wouldn't be surprised if she's been through depression, she was a foster child, ran away to live with Lily, her bestfriend". I explain.

"Well Ms. Grace, was obviously not in the right state of mind, we'll be releasing her in 2-3 days if she gets her strength back, be sure to not stress her out with anything it may trigger her emotions". The lady informs me.

"Okay, c-can we see her"? I ask.

"Yes, but be careful with the noise volume, it'll probably give her a heck of a headache". The lady, who i had come to know as 'Mrs. Jakson', says, leading us through a hallway.

"Alright here we are". She gives me and Harry a supportive pat on the back, and turns on her heel to leave. We walk in and Allison is lying in her hospital bed, eyes are a bit droopy, but open.

"Z-Zach"? She stutters.

"I would kill you right about now, but i'm gonna wait until you're not in a damn hospital bed... so i can put you back in this damn hospital bed"! I exclaim.

"Z-Zach i'm sorry". She apologizes. I open my mouth to say something, but am interrupted by a knock at the door.

*Knock*Knock*Knock*

Harry walks to the door, opening it. I am met with the eyes of... none other than Zayn Malik.

Allison's P.O.V

"Z-Z-Zayn"? I stutter, nerves taking over my tone. Zayn rushes in, wrapping his arms around me, his chin on top of my head.

"I-I thought y-you were g-gone, and i-i rushed over here-ere i-immediately and i-i'm so fuckin sorry". He apologizes, in between sobs. Zachary and Harry left the room, picking up the hint that this was sort of an A and B moment.

"Why are you sorry"? I ask.

"Because, i-i caused all this a-and now-". I cut him off before he can finish. My lips on his. At home. Where they belonged. I don't want to, but i pull away. Only far enough for our foreheads to still touch.

"You talk too much". I smirk. Zayn brings his hand up to caress my cheek.

"I love you Allison Grace". He smiles.

"And i love you Zayn Malik". I mock.

"I'll never let you go". He whispers against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Don't let me go". I demand.

"I won't, i promise". He whispers.

"Rose promised she wouldn't let Jack go". I comment.

"Oh c'mon". Zayn laughs.

"Sorry". I chuckle.

"A-Allison why d-did you try to commit... suicide again"? He ask, saying the word suicide, as if it hurt to repeat.

"Zayn, i was a bit drunk, i have very sensitive emotions right now". I shrug.

"Oh". Zayn says simply.

"Uh Z-Zayn"? I ask, nervously.

"Mhm"? He mumbles.

"Uh Nurse Jakson, said any powerful stress might trigger my emotions and cause another incident, she asked me about my love life, insecurities, and birth family, i told her everything i could, she thinks that the best way to avoid stress is to turn this 'week' from home, to 3 months from home". I explain.

"THREE MONTHS WHAT THE FUCK!?! There's is no way i'll spend 3 months away from you"! Zayn outburst. I hang my head.

"Zayn, i don't want this either, but with our complicated relationship, it's just not good for either of us, maybe we should take some time for ourselves". I shrug. Zayn sighs.

"Allison, i-i love you". He whispers. I knew he was giving in.

"I love you too". I smile weakly.

"3 months, and then we can be together again"? He ask, sounding more like he was stating it.

"Yes, unless you get over me in that time". I add. Zayn shakes his head rapidly.

"Never, i'll NEVER stop loving you, you're mine, and i'll never let you go, these 3 months won't affect that". He vows.

"Zayn, can you promise me that, no matter what happens, we'll always be friends"? I ask. Zayn looks at me, shock written all over his face.

"Allison, we'll always be friends, and i hope that you'll always want to be with me, as a couple". He adds, almost shyly.

"Of course". I laugh. He smiles, kissing my temple.

"Now, you promise me something". He starts.

"Anything". I smile.

"Whenever i come back to get you-". He trails. I urge him to continue.

"Promise, me you'll be mine, and only mine". He whispers.

"I promise". I promise without hesitation.

"Good, cause even if you didn't agree... i wouldn't take no for an answer". He growls into my ear. I smile. I really love this cheeseball. He's dangerous to be around sometimes, but life's about taking risk. I'll take the biggest risk ever just to be with him. Because he changed me. He taught me how to love. And i do love him. With all my heart. He's the boy, i shouldn't have fell for. But i did. And he's one of the best things that's ever happened to me.

"Allison"? Zayn ask.

"Mhm"? I respond.

"Promise me one last thing". He pleads. I nod in response.

"Promise, This, will not be the last time we see each other". He orders.

"Definitely not". I assure him.

"Good". He replies.

"I love you so much, you big doof". I smile. He chuckles, coming closer until his lips are near my ear. Then he whispers...

"Tell Me A Lie".

~Shitty ending... i know. Sorry. But i've been really busy. I've decided i will be doing a sequel... it's gonna be called "Gotta Be You". I've had the best time writing Tell Me A Lie, and i hope you guys like my other stories just as well. I love you all loads, my new story will be up by Saturday... thanks again for all the reads. This isn't the end... Gotta Be You will be the 2nd part and you can easily add it to your library on Saturday. (: Goodbye my lovelies, until next time. <3 Xx ~Kayla~