Please Don't Hurt Me~Ziall

Chapter 1: Back When We Were Innocent

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Well first chapter.

You Should read the warning on the prologue and the summary well

Well here goes nothing...

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~Zayn's P.O.V~

My mom and Maura were always really good friends.

My mom was pregnant after that I was born and Maura got pregnant and then my best friend Niall James Horan was born on September 13.

Ever since then we have always been around each other and we became best friends.

We spent ever second of our lives together. His older brother Greg had his girlfriends and his friends and my sister's had each other and their friends

So ever since it was always me and Niall.

Together Forever.

~Years After~

We always went to the same school had most of the same classes. We did everything together.

It's amazing how things can change though.

Eventually when we entered High School we stopped hanging out all the time because people thought we were faggots or quiers and it really hurt Niall. So I stopped hanging out with him so much to make his life a bit easier.

All the time I didn't hang out with him I just felt empty, like I was missing part of myself.

I never understood the feeling.

Then one day Niall didn't come home on time and I told Maura I would go find him. 

I tried calling him multiple times but he wouldn't pick up.

I started to feel my entire body just go numb. I felt a sudden jolt of pain and worry shoot through my body.

I ran and ran and ran some more looking everywhere.

Until I found him in the last place I would look.

In the alley behind the school.

"Niall! NIALL! Niall!" I screamed running toward him as fast as I could.

I got to him to see him horribly battered and bruised. The feelings I felt when I saw him like that where indescribable. I couldn't function.

I tried to wake him up then I found a very weak pulse. I yanked out my phone and called an ambulance. I couldn't even feel my tears because of how in shock I was. Then from the ambulance tearing him from the grip I didn't know I had on him.

It went by in slow motion until I was being shoved into a cop car after I was handcuffed.

When I proved to them that I didn't beat Niall up -which wasn't to hard to do- he gave them a list of suspicious names and they wrote them down and told him that when Niall was in a stable state they would come and question him.

I went straight to the hospital.

As soon as I got told his room number I went down the halls looking for it.

When I finally got there I stood in the doorway looking to finally see an awake Niall.

Niall turned his head and his icy blue eyes met mine. I felt complete at that moment knowing that he's alive and well.

When he smiled at me I couldn't help but smile back. I walked up to him and we started talking.

The next day the cops came into Niall's room and Niall identified his abusers. When I heard the names I seriously wanted to pay a personal visit to each and every one of them.

I told Niall what I wanted to do but he told me that it wasn't going to solve anything.

I listened and me and Niall talked for the rest of the days he was in the hospital until he was discharged.

I was there everyday he was in the hospital. I smelled because I haven't taken a shower in a while.

I promised him that I wasn't going to leave his side anymore I didn't feel at ease knowing I could of prevented the whole thing.

His bullies got sentenced quite a bit of hours of  community service.

The more I time I spent with Niall the more it felt like the old times.

But...

The more I spent with Niall the stronger and more uncontrollable my feelings became, my unknown weird feelings.

It went from weird feelings to me noticing things I never really noticed about him before.

I noticed just how beautiful he was.

Just how perfect he was.

Just how out of my league he w- wait scratch that whole sentence forget I said that.

I noticed how when he looked at me with those gorgeous blue eyes or smiled at me with his light pink lips just how those little things could make my day a lot brighter.

Whenever we would hug I felt an emense feeling of completeness, possivness, and happiness.

I then just took a few hours to think up some reasonable answers as to why all this is happening.

However, instead of finding answers I just found some more questions.

Why do I feel this?

Is it just a phase?

Will these feelings eventually fade away?

Am I gay?

Would.he hate me?

Why am I feeling like this motherly possession?

Is this what love is?

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