You And I (A Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Chapter 29.

Sasha's POV.

It's been the first time I have ever been influenced by someone to this extent. Everything seems to be fallen apart. Everything seems to be broken, to an extent that cannot be mended again.

Everything seems to be torn, ripped into pieces.

And the worst part, I possibly can't do anything about it. If Harry doesn't want to give me a chance, I can't force him to. If Harry is not comfortable with any kind of relationship between the two of us, I can't push him into it.

Every ounce of me was trying to hold myself together, not seeming broken. But once I'm alone in my room, trying to keep calm, I just can't control these tears from falling out.

I know I shouldn't be so upset, but it seems to be out of my hands . I can't possibly have a grip over my overwhelming emotions.

I don't blame Harry for anything, He isn't the one responsible for this condition of mine, absolutely not. I guess it's just me responsible for my misery.

I shut my eyes closed, trying to stop thinking about all this shit, and to force myself into going off to sleep for some time. But Harry's thoughts aren't leaving my mind even for a second.

I picked up the teddy bear seated on the side table, and brought it next to me, hugging it as tight as I could, imagining Harry in that teddy's place.

I shut my eyes closed, trying to drift off from all this shit.

I can't sleep.

I groaned in frustration and picked up my phone and my earphones from the desk, hoping my favourite music might help me in drifting off to slumber.

Sing me to sleep

Sing me to sleep

I'm tired and I
I want to go to bed

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone

Don't try to wake me
In the morning
Cause I will be gone

Don't feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I will feel so glad to go

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I don't want to wake up
On my own anymore

Sing to me
Sing to me
I don't want to wake up
On my own anymore

Don't feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I really want to go

There is another world
There is a better world
Well, there must be
Well, there must be

Well, there must be
Well, there must be

And by the end, I felt my eyes heavy, so I closed my eyes, tightening my grip around the teddy, and gradually drifting off to sleep.

Harry's POV.

I felt warm sunrays on my face, bringing me out of sleep. I opened my eyes, trying to sit up in my bed. But as soon as I shifted, I felt my head pounding, as if someone was actually hammering it.

"Fucking hell!", I shouted. The pain was way too unbearable.

I lied down on my bed, wincing in pain.

After a few minutes, I managed to throw my hand on the side table and pick up my phone, checking the time.

8am.