I Can See The Darkness In Your Ink

I can See The Darkness In Your Ink- One Shot

My names Zayn Malik. I'm 21 and live in a dorm on my college's campus, with a roommate named... Liam.

Liam... Even the way his name curled around my tongue sent my body into shivers. It was just so pronounced and so straight forward. There's something different about the ring to that name... Just something that makes it so devious, so... cool.

I also learned quickly how devious that name actually is.

"He's no good!"

"He'll eat you alive little boy."

"There's nothing you can do once he's got you Malik!"

All these warnings I got and never seemed to care one bit. I was different like that, but maybe I should of listened... Maybe I should of prepared, so when I faced him I wouldn't be stuck in his world. His words cutting my skin like a knife's blade, not too sharp, but now too dull. His lips would be bursting with flavor and I would always grow weak in the knee's from them. His muscles would rip out of his shirt and show their mark on who's boss, but the worst part... His face.

His eyes would peel back every layer I had formed around me and inspect each one carefully.

His lips would pierce my skin, planting his mark every where there was room.

His hands would hold me, squeeze me, feel me...

I can't go back, no matter how deep I was in, there was no. Going. Back.

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*Present*

His side of the room was bothering me. It had plain black walls, with a deep mahogany red lining. It was dark while I was more of a natural light person. This is going to be a problem, and I won't be the one needing to change things, yup no sirie!

College, one of the many things you can fail or pass in life to continue your life as it goes on. The only thing that get's me is why I made it in... I guess C's and D's are like an A+ in my book.

I've been here about 2 hours and I'm already sick of the people crowding the hallways and talking about college as if it was the icing to their cake. It's school for crying out loud not some kind of year long party idiots.

Don't get me wrong! College can be awesome, but not when theirs so many eyes on you because your gay. Yea I said it, I'm gay and currently single. The last relationship I was in ended in him declaring that no one will love me and that he was only dating me because he felt sorry. Oh well! His loss!

Now I'm just practicing in my arts and getting good at it. Maybe one day I can end up in a museum for my work one day, but for now my best designs end up on my arms as tattoo's or in my sketch book.

I was awaken by my thoughts when someone opened the door and I realized I was looking around at my dorm mates stuff. Bad mistake.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?!" A guy with black/brown eyes growled.

I was pinned up against the wall roughly 2 seconds later, his hand taking my smaller two and pinning them above my head. I look up to meet this captivating eyes and he smirks with a dark gleam in his eyes.

"We have fresh meat this year," he glares and takes my full form in.

"F-fresh meat?" I gulp.

"Did I say you could speak!" He yells.

I shake my head vigorously and look down. He let's go of my hands and pushes me backwards into the wall while a slim finger is poked roughly into my chest.