It hurts me to think you ever cried- 1D Kidnapping Story

Chapter 8

"Maze...Maze wake up...." My mother's voice floated to my ears. I opened my eyes and stretched.

"Good morning mother." I said sleeply.

"You have you recital today!" She said cheerfully. I smiled and ran to the bathroom, taking a shower. I went back into my room and put on some shorts and a pink shirt. I went into mummy's room, where she was in front of the mirror, brushing her beautiful light brown hair.

"I'm ready, mummy." I said, and she turned and patter the chair beside her, which i climbed onto and looked into the mirror as she got her make-up out. I say how my face. How small i looked...And i relised I was getting ready for my recital. I was seven at the time.

"Now look her honey." Mummy said, and she brushed something over my face. Next she did my eyeshadow and lips. She did a light blue on my eyelids, but shadowed it, with a gold. A natual coral color was on my lips. This was the first time i felt pretty.

I then, dressed into my white stockings and my light blue unitard and tu-tu. I put on my pink ballet shoes.

We drove to the stage, and i dance across the stage smiling with my friends. I acted and sang and dance for two hours! It was amazing! I never forgot one line either. At the end flowers were thrown at us. I ran to down to mummy and Daddy. Daddy gave my red and white roses, and kisses and smiles.

Then everything flashed to what happened that night. Mummy was in the corner of her room. She had  nothing but a button-up white shirt on. She had a bruise along her face, a gash down her right thigh and bruises on her arms and legs.

"Mummy?" I asked. She stopped sobbing and brought her head out of her handswith a panicked face as she looked at me.

"Run! Run!" She begged and daddy came in with a knife.

"Whyare you telling her to run? We love you so very much we never want you to leave." He said, and opened  his arms, putting the knife down. I ran into them, then i felt a knife tip tickle my back. He whispered something, I always went by till i met the boys.

"Trust no one."

"Mazie wake up!! Maze....Please....Wake up....." I heard some one sob beside me.

beep. beep. beep. beep. beep. beep. beep. beep. beep. beep.

The smell of bleached filled my nose.

The lights were so bright.

"Please....Wake up...." Zayne asked again.

"Zayne?" I asked.

"Mazie? Your awake?!" He asked,

"Yeah... Whe-" And i was cutt of. Not by words but by lips. Zayne's lips. His soft warm lips, molding with mine as we moved in synce.

Why is Zayne Kissing me?

I felt a gush of happiness inside me. It's the happiest I've felt.

"C'mon Zay-Wow! You guys she's awake!...Um... Very awake." Harry said and winked at us, as i broke apart from Zayne both of us blushing. Zayne sitting next to me, with his arm over my shoulder.

"Mazie!" They all cheered as they came in, tackling me.

"Um... Care to tell me why am I in the hospital?"

"The doctars said you had a panick attack.... It was really bad... Severe."

I processed it and i started to cry. Zayne, pulled my in and i cried into his shoulder like how i used to. We were so close. Were? We always were. Are.

I raised my head, and everyone was gone. Only me and Zayn were in their.

"What's the matter?" He asked. I shook my head.

"You can trust me... You always did." He whispered. I opened my eyes and he took his finger under my chin and made me make eye contact with me.

"Tell me... "He begged.

"I may have had the panick attack because of the dream i had. I had a really bad dream.. Or a...Um... a flash back. It was me... When i was 7. It was the happiest moment of my life, else than.... And then the first time... The first i was hurt by my dad was in there. It was horible. I was..so...so...scared. " I said, sobbing into his chest. He held me, and shushed me.

"You know, i haven't told you the full tuth about me?" I told him.

"What do ou mean?"

"You've seen all the things wrong with me, my cuts and scars and all the horible things...But...I never told you one thing..."

"What is it?..."

"I'm scared to tell you."

"Trust me." He said, looking deep into my eyes.

"I did...drugs...." I whispered.

He looked at me, made his lips into a thin line and hugged me. He hugged me and never let go.

A full hour went by, with me and Zayne sitting there, hugging ang talking. Finally, I let go. I took his face into my hands.

"Zayne? Why does your face looked like it thinned? Have you been eating?" I asked him. He looked down, and i looked at him. I raised his head with my hand, and he shook his head.

"Oh, Zayne... Why?"

"You were in the hospital.. You were all that i could think about.... I couldn't sleep...I couldn't Eat... Drink.... You are everything to me....I love you.... I guess i just couldn't see it....But you were gone....And... And...An-"

"Shhhh.....It's okay......" I said, and tried to calm him down.

"Can....Can....Can i just..." He asked, hesitantly bringing his hand up to my face inching forward slowly, stopping  now and then.

I couldn't take it.

"Kiss me." I begged and slammed my lips against his.

Can you be the one, that saves me?