I spend the next day watching copies of the seasons Barcelona games with Ashton. When I wake up today, the day of the party, I pull out Zayn's notebook. I've been trying to spend as much time as I can with my family, but I have to start reading it at some point.
July 21, 2011
I'm moving out today. Finally. I don't know how much longer I could stand living in a house with my abusive father. I can see how much my mother is hurt by him. Bruises and tear stained cheeks are imprinted into my vision.
The memory of watching his hands and feet attack my mother will forever be a video that plays behind my lids whenever I sleep.
August 1, 2011
Met a guy named Louis. He got a tat done at the shop that Anthony owns. Luckily, Anthony gave me a job. He's a good man. One of my best friends.
But Louis is really something else. He's quite annoying, sometimes, but it's something I could get used to. He's one of those people you can live with, but you can't live without. Hopefully, we can become friends. Friends are good, I guess.
August 15, 2011
I can't believe myself. I can't believe I just picked up everything and left like that. I left my mother there. With that monster.
She has no one now. Doniya's moved out. Liyha and Safaa don't understand. Dad's the one who inflicts the pain on her. I was all she had left. What the fuck is wrong with me?
Fuck my life. I should die. I should kill myself. But I'd never do it 'cause I'm a big, fat coward.
August 29, 2011
Met a new friend named Liam today. Louis brought him into the shop for a tat. I think Louis and I are good friends. He told Liam that I'm his best mate, so that's a good sign, I guess.
They invited me to a house party tonight. I hope that I can meet someone to take my mind off of things. He told me about a girl. Mackenzie, that's her name. Liam said that she's good for me. But the real question is am I good enough for her?
August 30, 2011
Kenz is lovely. She's so cute and sweet. And amazing.
Also met a couple new guys, Harry, the curly charmer, and Niall, the Irishman(also a big drinker). Some more friends. Friends are good, yeah.
January 30, 2012
Three months with Kenz. I'm so happy with her. I'm in love with her. Everyday she seems to get more perfect. I'm so glad I met her. She seems to have patched up my life.
December 14, 2012
I'm in tears on my bed, drawing Kenz in my sketch book. She broke up with me. She said that she couldn't save me, and that I'm a lost cause. I guess I am. No one really needs me. I should just give up now.
Whoever finds this, tell my mumma and my sisters that I love them. Tell my friends that I am so thankful for them. It's not their fault. It's my own fault.
I am interupted by my mum yelling for me. I wipe the tears from my eyes, closing the book and sliding it under the pillow something that I'll have to revisit later. I slip onto my feet, padding to the front foyer.
Zayn is standing there with his bag hanging off of his shoulder. I can't help but smile at the sight of him. He drops the bag, lifting me into his strong arms.
"Hello, mi amor," Zayn beams, leaning down to kiss me slowly.
"Spanish?"
He nods. "My love. God, I missed you too much."
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safety// z.malik
Fanfiction«you saved me. thank you.» in which the two broken people fall in love, and maybe, just maybe, mend each other ........... characters are not affiliated with their real life personality. this work is purely fiction.
