All the lads are waiting as Louis pulls out his flat keys and unlocks the door. They all shuffle in and I have already thought of a way to get some alone time with my 'bestfriend'.
"Hey lads why you discuss stuff I'm going to go grab the first aid kit out of the bathroom." I say and since they are already deep in conversation about Niall they simply just nod and I walk away. After I'm out of sight I dart up the stairs. I grab the blade and look down at my scarred wrist. I'm about to press down on the blade when the bathroom door bursts open. Me not being that stealthy I wasn't fast enough to put away the blade. I look up and see that it's Zayn.
"What the hell are you doing!" Zayn yells he looks just as angry as he did when Niall's father was hitting Louis. I still have to ask him why, there was a look in his eyes I couldn't describe at that time..
"C-calm down I'm sorry." I say as I set the blade on the counter.
"Sorry I'm still a little upset." He says as his eyes go from black back to there normal beautiful brown color.
"About that why where you so upset? I mean I know why but you seemed pissed about something way deeper than that." I ask.
Zayn's pov
Why? Why did she have to ask me that and why does it seem like she cares so fucking much.
"Why do you care so fucking much?" I ask she looks a little startled by my response but I just want to know why.
"I care because I'm your friend Zayn I just want to know why." She says as calmly as possible. I'm trying to stay calm myself she called me her friend and if anything that hurt worse than what my father did to my mum. It hurt worse because she doesn't understand that I love her and damn do I know that sounds like a massive load of shit but it's true. I love her. The first time I saw her it hurt me to see her in so much pain, it hurt me even more when everyone just walked on her like she was nothing. No one deserves to be treated like there nothing because the people who treat them that way don't understand that being called and treated like nothing feels horrible.
"Fine but if I tell you, you tell none of the lads understood?" I ask and she nods. Here it goes.
Mckenzies pov
I wait for Zayn to talk and as soon as he does he has my full attention.
"Ok so when I was younger my father use to hit on my mum he still does it and it hurts and most of the time that's why I get no sleep. I get no sleep because if I go to sleep he will beat me too. I remember when I was around twelve and I fell asleep crying listening to my mum suffer. As soon as I closed my eyes I heard screams outside my door and my father barged in and snatched me up and yelled in my face 'You little fucking pussy no sleeping!' I just stared at him afraid and he punched me square in my jaw and repeatedly kicked me in the stomach after I dropped. The next day when I had to go to school I could barely walk my teacher sent me to the school nurse. She looked at me worriedly and told me I had three broken ribs and she asked me how I got them and the only thing I could say was I fell. I felt Niall's pain when his father hit him like that it hurt me." Zayn said finishing. When he described that to me I flinched at every part where he describes the pain and what his father said to him. I walked up to Zayn and hugged him tight. What happened next shocked me the most.
A/N haha suspense ig but yea I think I might delete this story any opinions?
