(1D) Saw ; The Beginning

(2) Prologue ; Zayn Malik .

Zayn Malik ;

The sharp sound from the theater was causing my migraine to pound like a drum. The longer I sat through the previews, the harder it seemed to get to bare. I purposely chose a 3D movie, so the glasses would hide that fact that I was trying to sleep. Lord knows Perrie hates it when I fall asleep while watching a movie with her.

Last night the boys and I had a couple of drinks at a pub we always go to on our rare days off. Even though Haz was still under age they always let us slide due to the fact that we were the dreaded band everyone seemed to love. Then when Perry and I got home, I didn't end up sleeping until early in the morning. I just couldn't stop thinking about what Haz had to say. Was I really being that distant? Sometimes I hated being the one people could confide in. It was so hard to not to cross lines.

Now, here I was, sitting at a movie pretending like I weren't dying on the inside.

"Babe? What's wrong? Do you need more Aspirin?" she leaned into my ear so I could hear her over the previews.

"Nah, I-I'm fine" I shook my head smiling vaguely at her, wincing at every sharp or loud noise that boomed out of the speakers. "I-I think I just need to take a walk. Do you want anything from the concession?"

"Do you want me to come with you?" she insisted about ready to stand up.

"No, no! It's fine babe, I don't want you to miss anything" I reassured her getting up crouched over so I wasn't in the way of the people behind me. Perrie had been bugging me about this movie all month long, so I knew how much it meant to her. "What do you want?"

"Something sweet" she replied. "But take your hat! Don't need people recognizing who you are-"

I sighed. "It's a little late for that. I'll be right back...."

I heard one of the girls behind me whisper my name, but I still insisted putting sunglasses on and pulling a cap over my head so no one else would. As I walked out of our theater my mind was put some what at ease. The beating didn't completely stop, but it wasn't as belligerent as before. I zipped my jacked all the way up again, not because it was cold, but because I didn't want anyone to recognize me.

Perrie and I had to sneak out whenever we wanted time to ourselves, just to avoid the media. It was like drawing straws with them; every once in a while you either you got lucky and they didn't catch you slipping through, or they followed you everywhere and you never saw the end of it. Luckily for us, we happened to slip by just close enough to catch a movie.

As I got up to the concession stand, I stood in line keeping my head low so no one would recognize me. Maybe I was just being paranoid, but it felt like all the eyes were at my back. I swallowed the lump in my throat squeezing my eyes tightly at the pang that twisted in my stomach. Maybe I did need more Aspirin. I started rubbing my temples trying to ease the pain. It was like the pain was only seeming to get worse. What is wrong with me? I know we had a few drinks but, that's nothing compared to what we normally do. Am I losing it?

"I can help whoever's next!" the cashier girl called, catching me off guard. I jumped as she giggled with her hands on the counter. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you. What can I get for you?"