Unexpected Love || Harry Styles Punk

Chapter Sixty-Seven

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Song for this chapter : "The Only Reason" by 5 Seconds of Summer :D

Meredith's P.O.V

I screamed in frustration as Zayn's tough grip wouldn't let my body go. I was only minutes away. Not even minutes, freaking seconds but that world wants me to feel the pain by staying on this earth. I was no match for anything or anyone then why not just let go and let my soul burn in hell?

My tears were streaming down my face as my nails dug onto Zayn's hands that were tightly wrapped around my waist from behind the railing. If he wasn't holding me, I would've fell already since my sweaty hands couldn't hold onto the metal railing anymore. I would fall with the wind blowing against my body and finally it will land in the cold calm waves that pushed onto the rocks with a peaceful sound.

This was perfect.

Just the perfect way I could say good bye to my pathetic life. I've always wanted to go skydiving and I will be able to and the pain will only last a few minutes before I will be out cold. But since Zayn showed up from god knows where stopping me from granting the world a wish and taking my life away.

"Get off me!" I screamed sobbing as well making me almost choke on my tears. My hair was getting in my mouth and eyes and I couldn't push them away since my hands were trying their best to get Zayn's hand off me.

"Stop it Meredith! You're going to die!" I heard Zayn yell in frustration as he tried to pull my body over the railing and on the safe ground. But it wasn't safe anymore. Nothing was except for my fall down to the blue water that was welcoming me with open arms.

"Let me!" I shouted back at him feeling the salty tears in my mouth. My nose was running and the snot was running down to my lips where I could taste it making me scrunch up my nose.

"Why are you doing this? Stop! You don't want this. You know you don't!" He tried to convince me but who the hell was he to tell me what I want and what I don't. I made a choice and it was my choice, not his to approve of. My life was in my hands and I know what I wanted to do with it and I decided to end it. No one could stop me but here was Zayn trying to get a good grip on me since I was slipping from his hands.

It was pretty uncomfortable but I didn't care. If he didn't let go of me, then he will end up dying with me and I couldn't do that. His life wasn't to be taken away from him because of my sick moves.

No, I won't let him kill himself just to save me.

I relaxed a bit in his arms and I felt him sigh in relief as he tried to get me over the railing. I stood there, my heels dug into the only little ground that was left on the edge with the rest being just air. He grumbled as I was being stubborn. I didn't want him to die and that's why I stopped struggling against his grip. This was his last chance to let me go and say good bye. I wasn't changing my mind anytime soon and as much as I despise suicide action, I needed to do it right now. Whether anyone liked it or not.

I sobbed as the words tumbled out of my dry mouth full of strands of hair. "Let me go, Zayn. It's time for me to say good bye to the world."

I heard him take a sharp breath in but before he could reply, I heard his voice that was clearly filled with shock, hurt and whatever else I couldn't put my finger on.

"Don't do this, Meredith." Harry's voice made me stiffen in Zayn's warm arms. My head snapped his way and I saw him standing only a few feet away with a loss of words. Zayn was surprised as well for god knows why and I took this chance to get out of his grip and let me meet my death.