Going the Right Direction(A One Direction Story)

In Case of Emergency Dial 411

*Zayn's POV*

You've probably guessed by now that in fact, I did listen to all the flashback Dai just had. I was just so stunned.

I couldn't believe she had to hurt herself to make her forget her past.

"What was up with that?" Liam asked, confused.

"Leave her alone, she has a troubled past.." The words escaped my mouth before I realized. Shit. I hope they don't start asking questions, cause then I don't know what I should answer them.

Luckily nobody pressed on.

"Troubled past? More like a troubled mind. She's kinda' weird, isn't she?" Louis smirked.

"Watch what you say Louis, you don't know anything about her" Niall snarled. I slowly creeped into his mind.

'Who does Louis think he is? I'd tell him what I think but he'd just make a stupid remark that I probably couldn't match.. He shouldn't judge her like that, he doesn't know anything about her. She's not even that bad. She's perfect.. She just has a troubled past.. Why though?' Nialls thoughts went on and on about Dai. Even thought he barely knew her, he stilled cared for her. A lot.

"Oh and surely you know her perfectly Niall! Just because you have a stupid crush on her doesn't mean she's completely innocent, you know?" Louis snarled back.

"Look man.." Niall started. But I wouldn't let them fight while Dai was probably hurting herself. I wouldn't live with myself if I just let her.

"Dudes, chill" I interrupted a rambling Niall. "I'll go check on her, you take care of Benjen ("Boobear" Louis corrected me) , don't fight, it's not worth it." I sighed.

"Yeah, it's starting to look like a soap opera in here" Harry snorted.

"Shut up curly" Louis smacked the back of Harry's head.

I stood up and walked up the stairs, not knowing what to expect or say when I was finally in front of Dai.

I walked slowly up the stairs, trying not to make to much noise. In a way, I really wanted to help Dai, even thought, I repeat, I barely knew her. But the subject haunted me to much. Why would she do that? I couldn't picture it in my mind, even thought I had already seen her scars. The bare thought of it brought chills to my spine.

I finally made it to her room, only to see the door was open and there was no one inside.

"Dai?" I whispered, even thought I didn't know why.

I looked to the left and saw the door of her bathroom closed. Maybe she's in there..

".. Everything they expect me to be, when I feel so alone, cause I left my heart at home.." I heard her softly singing to some song I didn't know. I was thinking of creeping into her mind, but I just couldn't put myself to it.

Not stopping to think of the consequences, I pushed the door open. I saw a glint of metal and..

"HOLY FUCK!." She screamed, whilst she quickly put one of her sleeves down and hid something in her other hand. I decided to play dumb.

"Ahh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come in here without knocking" I stammered.

"What. Did. You. See.?" She sounded mad.

"I.. nothing!"

"Oh, ok, sorry Zayn" She looked relieved. I know it's gonna be tough, but I'm gonna undercover her now. Takes what it takes.

I looked down on the hand she was holding her razor in, and saw that her knuckles where clenched tight around it.. Then I saw the blood slowly dripping from her grip to the ground, the pressure she was putting on it was to much.