Mirage || Zarry

Chapter 6.

(A/N mention of Suicide please read with caution and I just want to say of you ever need someone to talk to I'm always here if not here a better place for me if twitter witch is @ZarryFuckMeh or if you inbox me I can give you my number and we can talk if you really need someone to talk to okay )

You never kill yourself. Either someone pushes you so far that you just fall or that your to stubborn to tie your laces that they keep stepping on them and you keep falling.

'It gets better in the end' they say but that's when everything is done and over with and your all over Facebook for committing In the school locker rooms naked so that every person that ever said something about your body can see what it truly is.

A beautiful tragedy is what they will call it. Poetic almost. That for every cut you have on your arm is a new chapter to your story and then it's over. Not even a move you'll get.

I've never been one to say that it gets better because I don't know if it will. We tell people that if we just block them out and if we just shut off the computer that it will all go away. That after high school none of those people will matter anymore. But it's not true. You get judged on a day to day basses

Your different and you were born to be different. Gay, straight ,lesbian, bisexual ,transsexual, transgender, blue hair ,green hair ,pink hair ,white ,black ,Portuguese Muslim ,African American ,Spanish, everything we are all different and we shouldn't have to be judged on what we wear or how we speak or how we look or what are sexual preferences are it shouldn't have to matter.

Either way we should say please or thank you and we should say excuse me when someone is in the way and we should be Polite and nice to each other because you don't know what the other persons life is like. Because that girl you pushed out of the way and CVS was getting medicine for her mom who is basically in her death bed and she just thinks it's a cold but because you pushed her she got the wrong Medicine and it shut her mothers kidneys down and she died so now she has to live with the fact that her mother died wile you live your happy life with your cheating wife who doesn't even care that you went to go pick up condoms that day because she's going to leave you as soon as her dress you got her flies in form Paris.

So I'm not going to sit here and tell anyone that life is all rainbows and cupcakes because it's not. Life is hard and we all just want to be happy, but sometimes things get in the way of that and it sucks. So when I got to sit down with Harry the other day I was happy. Regardless with his condition and regardless if he was sad he was there at least trying to corporate and that's all I could ask for.

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I was sat in my office just finishing up with Perrie when I heard a knock on my door. I got up and stared at the curly headed boy who was there

"Hello Harry"

"Hi my mommy says that It's time and she has to leave soon" he whispers not meeting my eyes

"Okay Harry just let me finish up okay"

"Okay" he goes to sit back down and I sit back at my chair.

"So Perrie I will see you in 2 weeks okay? I think it's time that we do it every two weeks now because your getting better love" I smile at her. She's bright, very nice girl, she has pink hair but it's very original and I'm no one to judge, I like it.

"Okay Mr. Malik" she says and winks, so miss Perrie might or might not have a Crush on me but it's alright. It's cute

"Call me Zayn, I feel old when people call me Mr. Malik"