Fragile. z.m

5.

"Stay with me, cause you're all I need"

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Liam.

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I was waiting for Zayn. He came to school looking hot as ever. We walked to our lockers and Zayn had noticed a note on his.

He opened it...

It read.. Fat, Gay, Faggot.

That made me furious!

I hate people honestly.

Zayn and I walked in the hall, we still had a while before class. He took me to a private spot.

"Liam, I have to tell you something." He said.

"What is it?" I was anxious.

Zayn looked quite upset, I then saw him push up the sleeve of his sweater. There was plenty of scars on his arm looking like they had hurt.

I knew what he had done.

"Zayn." I said. I was in shock.

"I'm sorry." He looked down.

I hugged him. "Babe, it's fine because I will do what it takes to make you not do that to yourself any more okay."

"Okay." Zayn smiled. He rolled his sleeve down.

Then a kid wearing an athletic jacket came up to us.

"Hello, are you Liam Payne the new student?"

"Yes, why"?

"I am the student council president and the principal told me to tell you some stuff so if u will walk with me."

"Yeah, sure." I said awkwardly. "See you in class Zayn."

Zayn walked away. I walked down the hall with this guy.

"Well, So I have to tell you some stuff about Zayn there."

"How is this relevant?"

"No, this is good." He laughed.

"Do tell then." I said.

"Last year, he thought he was the real shit, he fucked alot of girls, he really is a manwhore, he treats everyone like shit. One day he will just dump u in the dirt too, and he uses his sadness to draw attention to himself!"

"What?" What was he saying? I doubt it's true. "You're lying."

"Liam! I'm not lying." He showed me video of Zayn, and some messages sent between Zayn and his past girlfriends.

I was pissed. "What is your problem"?!

"Nothing, Just don't be with Zayn."

"I can do what I want. K bye." I said rudely.

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I walked into class and I couldn't even face Zayn. I slumped down in my chair.

"You alright Liam?" He asked.

"What?" I huffed.

"Liam, what's wrong? Did I do something?" He whimpered, I felt sorry for him but I was angry.

"Apparently." I replied.

"Tell me." He begged.

"Later."

"Fine, at my apartment." He replied.

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We went to Zayn's apartment. We sat down.

"Zayn, that guy told me stuff."

"Like what?" He asked.

"You know."

"No I don't, I wasn't there."

"When was the last time you had sex?"

"A day ago with you."

"No, anyone but me." I said.

"Yeah, a girl forced me into it six months ago."

"You said nobody wants anything to do with you."

"Liam? What are you coming up on? And they don't, my cousin started a big rumour!"

"Stop chatting shit, Zayn."

"What?"

"I can't believe you thought you would be able to play me." I said.

"Liam you're jumping to conclusions, I would never do that to you."

"Zayn stop."

"Liam." He cried.

"No bye, I wish I had never met you!" I yelled. I walked out angry.

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Zayn.

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I cried on the floor.

I walked into the kitchen and opened the knife drawer, I grabbed a sharp knife and dragged it across my arm.

I cut enough, I threw it across the kitchen. "Fuck!!"

I wiped the blood. I fell asleep.

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I woke up alone, I wasn't going to bother going to my lessons today. I called in sick. I wonder how Liam was feeling. At least I don't have to eat today.

It was weird without Liam. I felt as though my heart had been broken. I laid on the couch and had a flashback of when I was younger.

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"Zayn!" My mum yelled. "Dinner is ready!"

I ran downstairs. I was hungry after a day of school and playing football with my friends.

Tonight was Pizza night, it was My favourite! I sat down with my Mum, Dad, and my little sister Safaa.

I ate a slice so fast and started to grab my second slice. His dad looked at me.

"Wow Zayn, you're really stuffing your face tonight aren't you?"

U dropped the pizza back on the plate.

"Honey, that's not nice, Zayn is fine!" My mom said.

"Shut up!" He said making her shake. "It will just go down to his hips have you seen how fatter he's getting."

I sunk my head. I excused himself from the table.

My dad was right. I went upstairs.

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It was later that evening. I laid down. Maybe Liam thinks, I'm too fat or ugly.

My phone went off, I had high hopes it was Liam.

"Hello." I said

"Hi, It's Liam. Listen I'm sorry for everything, I hope you can forgive me."

"Of course I do! Can you come over."

"Yes".