Don't Let Me Go...~ A Zayn fanfiction
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  • Reads 319,202
  • Votes 5,395
  • Parts 21
  • Time 6h 34m
Complete, First published Aug 01, 2012
I wasn't always like this. I used to be happy. I used to be the popular girl and I used to smile. But I was an entirely different person now. Life had done that to me. Every thing all happened at once. After the death of my father my life had been flipped upside down. Troy had used me and done something to me that I could never ever forget. He ruined me. I had no clue what was to happen next in my life. I had experienced love, heartbreak and death all at once.  Why are all of these people so protective of me? Am I next to die after my father? Why am I always so paranoid? No one knows how my father died, or at least I don't.  I know they're all hiding it from me...I just know it. I'm trying to get over it but I can't. Mother won't either. Every time I try to tell her to move on she tells me "You'll never understand love Annie."  That's right, cause I won't. It's a bunch of bullshit...love is for idiots.   Harry and Niall protect me like they're my bodyguards. I don't need 24 hour protection. I'm not a criminal, nor am I to be hunted down. Or so I think.  I can't erase my past, and the horrible things that were done to me and forced upon me. I even keep my story a secret. I'd rather have everyone think that what they knew was the truth, than for them to know what the real truth was; simply because I didn't want it to be brought up again.  I find it hard to believe that there's some light out there coming my way. And then there he came. The light of my life. I just have to try and keep him alive with me.
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I was tiered of my life. I was never happy, and I hadn’t been for a long time. I just couldn’t get that night out of my mind. It haunted me in daytime, it haunted me at nighttime. And if I ever did get the memories out of my head, even if it was just for a moment, some idiot would have to come up and ask me about that night. So really I had no choice but to leave. I was only gone for a couple of weeks, but my life changed completely.