In My Head |Zouis|

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Note: We are nearing an end! I'm excited to start my new fic. I have two, but I need to pick one, more information will be given out later on. I have a different ship in mind for each of them.

The world we live in is an illusion,

and you are the magician...

... Don't get lost in your own magic! |Embellished Minds|

Zayn's POV

The constant thought that's been on my mind for a few weeks was clashing personalities. How to people can be so different and they can be happy together or they can totally despise each other. Take my dad and Niall. Niall is bubbly, outgoing, and knows how to have fun. While my dad on the other hand takes his time to unwind, can tend to over think and over look into things, and has his more serious side. Yet when you put them both together their personalities seem to split and switch, or be divided equally between them.

Another example Harry and I. He's obviously social and charming, and has no problem with making friends. I on the side tend to be more quiet and reserved, more kept to myself. Put us both together and my quieter, shy, self is louder and less kept to myself. I remember when we were younger Harry would let what other people said to heart and trying to fix any issue. He was a people pleaser. I didn't think too much about what other people said, I just pushed it to the back of my mind and did my best to forget about it, until it came back as a main thought and I'd tell my dad.

So thinking about the difference in personalities got me thinking to what if people had the same traits. Two people in particular. Louis and Zeke. Both of them were strong headed, and out spoken. Yet, Louis has his softer more caring side, unlike Zeke who has his scarier, manipulative mind. One cared for what was best about me, the other couldn't care less. One wanted to be the source of my happiness, while the other wanted to be the one to take it all away. Both give me major headaches and migraines.

The same night Louis and Zeke were both put together, seeing each other for a first time, gave me a headache, which resulted in me passing out. From what Harry and my dad told me, Harry walked in on my gripping my head so tightly my fingers were turning red, they had to give me a shot since I was 'awake' or aware enough to take and swallow my pill without the fear of chocking on it. We've only ever had to use a shot on my when I was like seven or eight and had thrown a huge tantrum attack on Niall.

It's been two weeks without them, my brain feels lighter. Their voices still run through my brain, some days it's like a broken record on repeat and you'll never be able to turn it off. It wasn't like it was anything calming it was them yelling so loudly at each other, it hurt my brain just thinking about it. I've been having on and off headaches since then too. Unknowingly to me, my stutter had briefly come back; it used to be such a natural thing I didn't even notice.

The house has been quite quiet the last week. Harry had gone a camping trip, Liam was busy with work, and Niall just seemed so busy, since he was starting to work again. As of right now the tree of us were waiting for Harry to return from his trip. Not more the five minutes later, loud and clumsy Harry, came through the door, and then walked into the living room.