Haunted//H.S

How Zayn Died...

☠EDITED☠

Chapter 27:

Catherine's POV:

Everything from yesterday came rushing to my mind, but I push it out.

It's not healthy to be stressing over such things everyday. Why not take a break for a day and be a child again?

I go on netflix and turn on "High School Musical". Zac Efron is hot and nobody could deny it. He was my childhood sweetheart.

As the screen goes black for a moment, I see a shadow in the TV.

I sit up from the couch and whip around and see Zayn.

"Get the fuck out! I'm trying to have one good day! Is that too much to ask?" I yell.

"Yes, it is."

I roll my eyes, "Whatever. I'm done with you."

I try to avert my attention back to Zac Efron, but I feel a dip in the couch.

I sigh, "Really?"

"Yep."

"Can I ask a question?"

"No." He replies, his full attention on the TV.

"You just rudely interrupt my movie."

"Okay, fine."

"Zayn, how did you die?" I hesitate.

His eyes go black for a second, but they change back to brown.

"Um..."

I could tell it was a touchy subject. How could it not be? So I do something I never thought I would do. I grab for his hand.

"You can tell me." I say, squeezing his hand in assurance.

He looks at me, sadness in his eyes, "Well..."

*ZAYN'S FLASHBACK*

I laugh as my 11 year old self runs to the dock, and my older sister smirks.

She starts walking towards me and I gasp and step back. I'm nearing the water. I can't swim!

"Don't Walihya." I beg, my brown eyes pleading.

She rolls her eyes, "Okay, you wimp."

But, then her boyfriend came over and started messing around.

"Hey Zayn!" He calls out.

"Yeah?" I ask, smiling widely.

He smirks and looks down, "How about a swim?"

My eyes widen, "No!"

I scream, as he picks me up. Was he seriously going to do it?

He walk over to the water as Waliyha tries to stop him, "Jim, Stop!" She screams.

He throws me in the water. As soon as I hit the water, I try to swim up. But I couldn't stay afloat.

I go back under as my heart starts beating fast, and a scream leaves my lips. Water flows into my throat, and I don't know what to do.

I start coughing it up underwater, that doesn't help...

Because, I feel myself drift into a deep never ending sleep.

*END OF ZAYN'S FLASHBACK*

I feel deeply sympathetic for him, I just can't help it,

"I'm so sorry!" I cry.

"It's fine, it was obviously meant to happen."

I smile up at him, "Do you want to watch Disney shows with me?"

It seems I wasn't the only one who needed to take a break.

He smiles at me, "Sure. I would love to."

As I sit with the Devil so close to me, I can't help but think of the book.

He will lie to manipulate you into making you feel for him.

But, I quickly push that thought away, and let my hand intertwine with his.

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