Safe one direction fanfiction!

Chapter 15

*Zayn's POV*

I opened my eyes to reveal the hallway. When I stood up my back cracked in discomfort. Note to self: don't sleep on the floor. The hallway creaked slightly has I walked into my room. When I twisted on the door, I found out it was locked, and there was only one person who could be in there; Kelly.

I gently but firmly pounded out the door twice in the middle, and once by the lock. It was a trick that unlocked the door by rattling the lock. The door creaked open and on my bed revealed a passed out Kelly. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, but still pained.

But once I saw her rolled up sleeves, I almost broke down in tears. Dozens of red, angry cuts covered her wrists.

I did this.

I made such a beautiful, sweet, amazing girl do this to herself

I stormed out of the room and into Niall's. He was sitting on his bed rubbing his jaw. Once he saw me his eyes darkened with hate. I immediately punched him hard in the gut.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?" Niall hissed.

"WELL WHY DON'T YOU GO IN HER ROOM AND LOOK AT HER WRISTS AND ALL THE FRESH CUTS ON THEM?!" I practically screamed back at him. Once the words were out of my mouth, I immediately regretted them as we both fell silent.

"S-she c-cut?" he choked.

"YES. NOW YOU NEED TO LEAVE AND NOT COME BACK FOR AT LEAST ANOTHER WEEK WHILE SHE RECOVERS? OR ELSE." I shouted again, anger clouding my judgement.

I left his room with his jaw on the ground. Shortly after I heard doors slamming and the revving of an engine. I crept back into my room, and crawled under the covers with Kelly.

*Harry's POV*

I just watched Niall storm out, steaming and cursing under his breath.

Poor Kelly, she probably thinks she caused all of this. I mean she sort've did, but there was always tension between the two and Kelly, was the spark to the fire that was bound to happen.

I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my twitter feed. One interesting post caught my eye.

@Carsynloves1D: chillin' in downtown London! Maybe I will see my favorite band member @HarryStyles. I can dream right.

I clicked on her profile. She sort've looked like Kelly, but I thought she was more beautiful, her eyes a deeper shade of green and her hair was a tad darker and more wavy. On a whim, I decided to message her and ask if she wanted to meet up for a cup of coffee. She instantly replied yes and we set a date and time, tomorrow at 11:45.

I felt a few butterflies rise in my stomach, an experience I had never had before. With most girls, when they first saw me, literally their panties hit the ground so hard they made it halfway to china. But in this case, it was completely flipped in this case. Carsyn didn't throw herself at me, or make the first approach. She seemed excited, but not like the normal screaming girl. Now don't get me wrong, I love it when I girl freaks out seeing us, but I'm just intrigued that she is so laid back.

*Kelly's POV*

I woke up in the morning after a dreamless sleep, one of the first in a long time. There were two strong arms wrapped around me, and I prayed it wasn't Niall. When I looked down and saw olive skin, I smiled. Zayn. Sheets rustled behind me.

"Mm good morning love." he said, in his deep, sexy, morning voice.

"Don't look at me I need to shower and clean up." I said before quickly scurrying out of the room. After 15 minutes I walked back in to find Zayn passed out on the bed again. I chuckled to myself as I got dressed. After some consideration I pulled a hollister sweater on and some ripped skinny jeans and loosely French braided my hair.

"You look lovely"

I instantly spun around to see Zayn staring at me.

"How long have you been watching me?" I question frantically. I have been sleeping in his bed, but I still have morals.

"Right as you put on your skinny jeans, love. I might like you a lot but I'm not a creep." he chuckled. I blushed at the last part. He smiled "your adorable when you blush."

This was the Zayn I cared about. The cheeky, sweet one; not the jealous, hard Zayn.

"We need to talk though." he said, all traces of humor and cheekiness drained from his face. "I saw your wrists. Please don't do this to yourself love, your so worth it I just wish you could see it." A solitaire tear slid down my cheek but he stood up and wiped it away. "Your not alone. I did it too," he says as he pushes up his sleeves. Between tattoos there were a few noticeable scars.

"How did you stop?" I asked, and he shrugged his shoulders.

"I was planning on doing it the night you came here; but you took my mind off things and I haven't done it since," Zayn furrowed his brow "maybe a month?" and he grabbed my arms, pushed up my sleeves, and planted a kiss on every single cut.

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*Harry's POV*

I glanced down yet again as I was changing clothes for my date. Now I was dressed in loose skinny jeans, my jack wills hoodie, and my hair in a grey beanie.

I opened the door and spun around in front of Katie and Liam, who offered to help me pick out my clothes. Unfortunately, they were too busy jamming each other's tongues down their throats to notice me.

"Ahem" I cleared my throat, and the snapped their heads towards me. Katie and Liam's eyes lit up when they saw me.

"You're wearing this no arguments" Katie decided, and Liam nodded in agreement.

"Okay, you can go back to snogging now." I said and smirked cheekily.

"Will do." said Liam with a wink, earning an elbow in the ribs from Katie. I grabbed my car keys and started the car.

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As soon as I walked into Starbucks, I could instantly tell who she was.

"Carsyn?" I asked nervously. She turned her head towards me, her green eyes meeting mine.

"Hey!" she replied, cool and confident. "I didn't know what you wanted so I just got you a caramel frappé." she said as she handed me a drink and a blue berry muffin.

"You guessed well, it's my favorite." I smiled nervously. "oh and here's the money for paying, that's my job."

"NO! I'm not letting you pay, this is my treat." she answered. I smiled as I could already tell I liked her.

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"And then, that's when I said, Mr. this house doesn't even have a pool!" she ended her story between fits of laughter. She cracked me like an egg. As soon as we started talking, all awkwardness had disappeared between us.

"Hey I had a great time, but I really have to go now." I stood up and gave her a warm hug.

"Call me, ok?" she asked before planting a soft kiss on my cheek. I felt my cheeks heat up as I left the café, the tingley feeling staying in my stomach the whole ride home.

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