Bullied By Zayn Malik.

Chapter 32: As I Feel Myself Fall, Make A Joke Of It All.

*Louis' POV*

I killed him. I killed him. I killed Zayn Malik. I let anger get the best of me and I took his young life away from him. I'm a monster. A horrible person. I don't deserve to be on this planet anymore.

I paced back and forth on the walkway of Tower Bridge. The wind was blowing harshly and I could hear the clap of thunder in a distance. I saw heavy black clouds heading my way, and the water way down below was choppy and violent. I gulped. I looked away from the long drop and started to pace again, covering my hands with my face and taking deep breaths. Why was I suddenly having second thoughts on this? I killed someone. Not on accident, on purpose. If the police found out, I would be thrown in jail. Besides, the guilt would just eat away at me if people didn't know the truth. So what was the point? My family would disown me, my friends wouldn't speak to me, everyone would hate me. I should just end my life, right here, right now. It would make everyone else's life a lot easier.

I took another deep breath, as the wind blew my already messy air around, a few strands falling into my eyes. I looked over the ledge again; the water was choppy and rough, waves crashing against the poles holding up the bridge like they were trying to knock it down. The drop, plus the rough water would definitely do the job.. I hope. I held onto one of the near-by light posts as I lifted myself onto the edge. My stomach started churning and I suddenly felt sick, looking down at the hungry sea. I swallowed, turning around so my back was to the water. I saw that the traffic had stopped and everyone was out of their cars and watching me, covering their mouths with wide eyes. I bit my lip at the crowd. Some strangers tried to convince me to come down, but it wasn't working. "Stop wasting your breath." I said quietly. They gave me a look of plead, "Please don't do this son, you have so much more to live for." one man said. I shook my head, stepping back closer to the edge; my heels were now off the concrete and hanging over the bridge. "You have no idea why I'm doing this... once you find out, you'll understand and be grateful that I jumped." I explained.

He tried to protest, but I just blocked him out and shut my eyes. I soon felt myself leaning backwards, then loosing my balance. I suddenly became scared, but I knew it would be over in a matter of seconds. I felt myself free-falling, but I suddenly jerked to a stop. Am I dead? Did I hit the water already? I opened my eyes to see the water below me still. I was dangling above it. I looked up to see what had stopped me, my heart nearly stopped.

Zayn was there, holding my ankle as tight as he could. Was I dreaming this? Or was he an angel that only I could see? "Louis! I'm fine!" he cried, trying to pull me up, but the wind became even stronger; causing me to sway back and forth. I felt his grip loosen; I screamed. "ZAYN! DON'T LET GO! PLEASE!" I cried, starting to get watery eyed. I stared down at the watery death before me, I got dizzy and nauseous. "I wouldn't dream of it Louis." he said, tightening his grip again. Suddenly I heard the familiar sound of Liam's voice, followed by Niall and Harry's. "Oh my God!" Niall screamed, looking down at me. "Help! Please! I changed my mind!" I stuttered, starting to cry. From what I could see, Niall grabbed my other ankle, and Harry and Liam grabbed Zayn around the waist. They all pulled, pulling me upward and away from the scary sea. Soon I felt a pair of strong hands around my waist; Zayn had a good grip on me and pulled me onto the bridge, finally safe. I collapsed into his arms, crying and shaking. The crowd roared once they saw I was still alive.

"Zayn.. I-I'm so so-sorry!" I cried, hugging him tightly. He gave me a light smile, hugging me back. "I know.. I had a little bit of guidance when I was out cold, but I'll explain that later. It's a long story." Niall, Harry, Liam and Zayn all engulfed me in a group hug. "If you ever do something this stupid again, I'll skin you alive." Liam threatened, making me look him in the eyes. They were watery and full of fear, I nodded my head and hugged him. "I love you Lou.." he whispered to me, rubbing my back. We all just sat there, hugging each other. I took me a moment to realize, what the hell was I thinking? I didn't know Zayn was alive, and if I would of gone all the way down... I would of ended my life for nothing. I would of thrown away all the love and support from my family and friends.. Wow, I'm stupid.

"I'm so sorry.." I mumbled to all of them. They gave a light smile back, hugging me tighter. "It's alright, Lou." they chorused.