Book #1: Straight To The Gay (Jiall Boran)

It's All My Fault

Chapter 19 - It's All My Fault

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Those eyes, those eyes were dark and emotionless. It was as if a dementor had sucked his soul out and left a emotionless, lifeless person in it's place. As if the dementors had done their job and left him with no happy memories. They had disappeared into thin air.

Niall's given up. He gave up. He's broken. There's no way he's going to even be happy. When he was tortured, he barely felt a pinch, he's just lost all meaning. He did cry though. He cried because if all the things that will never go back to the way they use to be.

"Justin...come find me..." Had left his mind weeks ago, he's lost all hope. He just, he really thought about it. It's been months there's no possible way they're still looking for him, they've probably forgotten all about him. Niall was defeated. It only took 3 months.

"What do you mean!?" Tyler yelled into the phone, Niall just sitting on the couch like an obedient little slave,"They can not find us!"

This caught Niall's attention. Where they still looking for him? Justin hasn't given up yet? What?

"No!" Tyler yelled angrily, punching the table making it shake,"I want one of them killed! You know what, Zayn knows to much, get him!"

Niall's eyes widen,"What? No, you can't do that!" He said, actually caring about something after 5 weeks. He stood up from his place in the couch and tried to grab the phone from Tyler's hand but was struck. He whimpered.

"You stay out of it, you pathetic little slut!" Tyler growled out at Niall before listening to the caller,"Yes, do what you have to do."

"N-no! You can't!" Niall cried out, his pale cheek now bright red, it was throbbing but he paid no mind to it, Zayn was in trouble, and it was his fault,"Please, Tyler, Please!" He was down on the floor, where he had fallen when he was back handed by Tyler.

Niall stood up once again just as Tyler hung up the phone,"Tyler, please don't do this. Do what you want to me but please, don't kill him!" Tears began to fall from his eyes as he gripped onto Tyler's shirt, begging.

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"So, what exactly happened that night Mr.Malik?"

Zayn had a frown on his face,"I was just in my room, I heard something break, came down to the living room, got hit with a phone, my left leg had an injury, I was bleeding, I blacked out, next thing I know, I'm being stabbed." He left out the part of it being Josh's phone. He knows TG's watching, he didn't want him to hurt Niall for this.

The detective frowned,"Was there anything you recognized?"

Zayn stayed silent for a while before shaking his head,"Nothing."

"Very well, we'll be keeping you updated." The detective stood up and shook Zayn's hand,"Good day."

Zayn watched as the detective walked out. He stayed seated on the couch, staring at the coffee table in front of him.

"Hey." He heard Liam say softly,"How are you feeling?"

Zayn shrugged, still staring at the table. Since the day that he almost killed Justin, he's been shutting them out.

Liam sighed,"Zayn, I love you,ok?" He ran his fingers through Zayn's hair, kissing his cheek,"Will you stop ignoring me?"

"Liam!" Zayn stood up,"I almost killed someone! I swear, I might snap and the next thing you know I'm hurting you! Liam, I could hurt you, and I'm terrified!"

"Zayn, you're not going to hurt anyone." Liam said from his spot on the couch,"What you did was a natural reaction. It was the protectiveness you feel for Niall." At least, Liam hoped that was it. He didn't want him, to be back.

Zayn took a deep breath,"Laim..."He whispered slightly in fear, sitting back down,"What if it's back?"

"Then we'll do exactly what we did last time." Liam once again ran his fingers through Zayn's hair,"It's going to be ok, I'm here and I'm not leaving you. I'll always stick around. I love you, alright, and last time, I loved him, too. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Zayn asked whispering.

"Because he was part of you." Liam said,"As cheesy as that may sound, every part of you is perfect."

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"Pull up his file." The man said as he watched the boys on the screen embrace each other,"It's time to see what the hack they're talking about."

ZAYN JAVADD MALIK

DOB: Jan 12, 1994

"Blah, blah, blah!" The man scrolled down through Zayn's file,"Ah! Here's the juicy stuff!"

Went to rehab for: multiple personality disorder, alcohol and drug abuse

"Time for a little text." The man smirked as he grabbed one of the phones from the table. Hey, he can't keep using the same phone, they'll find them. So, use one phone, then break it.

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They had been about to fall asleep when their phones chimed.

Zayn grabbed his phone a quickly stood up,"Liam, it's from TG!" He paled as he saw what he text read.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Zayn's seem to be confused, as to he really is. Is it time, for rehab again? Or would you rather hit the club and alley ways. Maybe buy a white substance? -TG

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Filler chapter cause I'm terrible at updating?

Multiple Personality Disorder,I'm really sorry of the makes some people uncomfortable.

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