I woke up in someone's lap. I felt a denim like fabric and it was damp. I sat up. It was Zayn. His eyes fluttered open. "Morning." I just half-smiled. Although everything that happened yesterday was real.. It felt like a nightmare that I had woken up from. I was waiting for Niall to come and wrap his arms around me. I yawned and stretched out my arms.
I quickly pulled my arms down. My skin felt tight, like a shirt that's been worn so many times that it hugs my skin. I looked at my wrists and felt the tears pour out of me. I had scars all over my wrists.
Zayn hugged me, while I sobbed on his chest.
"As soon as we got here, you locked yourself in the bathroom." I sniffled. "Where is here?" I whispered. "Brook... We're at a different hotel, farther in the city. I knew that if you were to see Niall again, you'd have suicidal thoughts. "
I stood up. "YOU KNEW ABOUT NIALL AND THAT GIRL KISSING?!" I was furious. Like lava was brewing inside of me, and now spewing out. I stood up and looked Zayn straight in the eyes. He stood up and looked down at me. "Yes."
That was the only word I needed to set me off. I ran in the bathroom. I once again locked myself in. There was dried up blood on the counter. I turned around, and there was the knife. My enemy. But my weakness clouded my thoughts. I grabbed the knife, and hovered it over my heart. If I got it over with, I wouldn't have to worry about Niall.
Niall was toying with me. He never wanted me. I brought the knife closer to my skin. I closed my eyes, ready to drive the knife into my chest.
The door swung open. Zayn pushed me over and sat on me. He grabbed the knife and threw it in the hallway. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING BROOKLYN?!?!?!" he spat out. I looked into his eyes. He wanted this. THIS is exactly what he wanted. It was his chance to win my heart.
"You wanted this, didn't you?!" I screamed out. Zayn's face softened. "No it isn't. Yes I have feelings for you. But, seeing you like this...." "Seeing me like what?!" I squirmed under his body. " Yes, I hope that maybe one day you'll be mine. But, Niall made you happy. And that's all I want. I want you to be happy." "WELL I DON'T HAVE NIALL." I tried digging my nails into the wood. I was successful, my fingers bled.
Zayn looked frustrated and furious. "WILL YOU STOP! HURTING YOURSELF MORE WONT HELP YOU!" he pinned my arms down. "I WANT NIALL!" I broke out in sobs. Zayn got off and pulled me into his lap. I sobbed hard. He stroked my back, which never worked.
I just wanted Niall. I had to get out of Italy. I can't take it anymore.
~~~~~~~~~~ Ugh! Sorry for disappearing .-. Love all you readers though :D New chapter after this :) It get's good! This story is almost over though :'( This is seriously my first story on here D: NatalieXoxoxo
