Damaging Your Ego (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 2

I slide into the house and shut the door as lightly as possible. I hope my dad doesn't see or hear me. Creeping to the stairs, I hear his booming voice.

"Kendall! You're late, you fucking bitch!"

Shit.

I turn around to find my father standing directly in front of me, cracking his knuckles.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I tripped on the way there and uh...scraped my knee..." I lie as I watch his facial features harden.

"You fucking clumsy whore!" he shouts, taking a swing and punching me squarely in the jaw. I cry out in pain as I stumble backwards.

"Now give me the fucking beer and go to your room!" I let out a scared whimper and hand him his beer before stumbling up the stairs to my room. As soon as I step foot in there, I slam the door shut.

I look into the mirror and find a hideous girl with a huge mark on her cheek, blood streaming down her face.

Why me?

Why do I have to have the world's most abusive, alcoholic father?

I bet that Zayn guy has an easy life. I bet his family are nice to him...His life must be perfect. But somehow I don't think his life is as perfect as his..face..

What the fuck am I saying? I met the guy today and he was an asshole so I have no idea why the hell I'm calling him perfect.

I shake my head at the ridiculous thought and flop onto my bed. I have nothing to do but sleep. My phone is absolutely crap so I can't play any games on it because it hasn't got any.

So, crawling under the covers, I shut my eyes, letting sleep take over...

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"Daddy, stop! You're hurting me!" I cry, as daddy continues to grip my small wrists in his large hands. He laughs an evil laugh and holds them even tighter.

"You need to learn, Kendall. You don't mess with daddy's things. Or you know what's going to happen," he scolds, as he shakes the gun in his hand, showing me my punishment for the future. I shake in fear and nod my head, desperate for daddy to let go of me. Seeing the effect he put on me, he smirks meanly and drops me, my ankle twisting in a weird way.

I want to cry in pain but I can't because daddy might shoot me. And then I'll die which isn't something I want to do.

"Now go to your room you bratty little bitch!" daddy yells. I nod again, whimpering as I limp up the stairs, to my room.

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I shoot up, my whole body drenched in sweat. I lift my hand and press my palm to my forehead, discovering that I am boiling hot.

I hate it when my dreadful past comes up, every time I close my eyes. I hate it so much.

Wait. What time is it?

I grab my crappy phone and find that it's 5 am.

Bloody hell! I fell asleep at like, 6pm which means I've slept for 11 hours? That's a first.

I roll out of my bed and tip toe towards my door. My eyes look through the peep hole and I notice my dad, passed out on the sofa, a bottle of beer gripped quite loosely in his fist.

You know what I'm really craving right now?

Some fun.

I want to escape. Right now. And I'd be home before my dad even awoke. Yes. I'll do it.

I go over to my pile of clothes and pick out a grey jumper with a red heart printed on it, and a pair of plain black leggings.

This should do.

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I gently lift my window up, making enough room for me to slip through it. Once done, I step out, keeping the window slightly open.

Everything will be fine.

Dad won't notice.

As I glance around me, I realise that the streets are quite literally isolated.
Well no shit sherlock. It is 5am! The voice in my head reminds me.

As I stroll down the dimly lit path, I begin to wonder what my life would be like if my dad wasn't an alcoholic.

I'd go to school.

I'd have friends.

I'd be able to go out whenever I want.

I'd be happy.

I'd...I'd still have my mum...

I obviously wasn't looking because I suddenly crash into someone. I lift my head quickly, meeting the eyes of...Zayn? God, why do I keep bumping into this guy? He smirks when he realises it's me who bumped into him.

"Well, well, well... You just keep appearing everywhere I go don't you sweetheart? If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were stalking m-Hey, what's up with your face?"

His eyebrows scrunch up in concern as his hand gently caresses my jaw. Shit. I didn't think anyone would be out so I didn't cover the bruise up.

I let out a nervous laugh.

"Uhh, nothing...You must be seeing funny as it is like, 5:30am..." I reply awkwardly, looking somewhere other than his eyes. His features harden and his fists clench.

"Don't play games with me sweetheart, because I always win...So, are you going to tell me the truth about what happened to your face?"

I have to do something, fast. Think Kendall, think.

"Why the hell would I tell you? I don't even know you! You don't know me! Heck, you don't even know my name!" I snap, my inner sassiness showing. He smirks again.

"You're right. So why don't you tell me your name?" he asks.

I scoff. "Like I'd tell you." Before I know it, I'm pressed up against the wall, his lips hovering close to my ear.

"Mmm babe, you're so feisty..." he tugs at my earlobe with his teeth. "I like feisty..."

I let out a whimper. Why does he have this affect on me? I've never felt this before...

"So, what is your name, princess?" he whispers.

I hesitate before speaking, "Still not telling you." He chuckles and presses his cold lips to my jaw line, trailing down to my collar bone. I let out a gasp and he, a laugh, amused by my innocence.

"Are you sure about that?" he asks, as his teeth begin to bite my neck...hard. I flinch, before giving up.

"Fine, it's-it's K-Kendall." He smiles, victoriously and pulls away.

Finally.

"Kendall, huh? that's a hot name..." he steps closer again. "Kind of like mine.."

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A/N: Aha sorry, I just...ahahaha! I love writing about Zayn's vain character! I love exaggerating it and it makes me laugh at how much of an ego maniac his character is!

Also, can I just apologise at how long it's taken me to update? I'm literally so sorry guys! Please forgive me! I have a really busy schedule with my other books too so please help me work round everything!

I hope you enjoyed the Chapter by the way! I love you all!

Please comment, vote, do what normal readers do aha, thank you guys! xxx

-Belle
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