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I took one huge gasp of air before I submerged my head into the icy-cold water.
So this is how it is going to end
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I actually don't remember anything besides the urge to get up and breathe.
In a sick way, I knew I was strong. Strong as in I knew I would go through with this.
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(Zayn's POV)
Sky has been acting different lately. Not normal.
It has actually been freaking me out, for she has barely eaten, barely slept, and looks as pale as a ghost.
During the first night of her 'lock in' or, staying in her room, I snuck in and took out all possible things that she could use to kill herself: razors, pills, and even some hair products.
I don't know. I have never dealt with someone who is so depressed.
I think I need to get her to a mental hospital.
When I went in to talk with her just now, she did nothing but groan.
She didn't even look up at me, and when she did, I could see all the pain in her eyes.
What is she not telling me?
Maybe she is just having a bad week, well, worse than normal.
I really didn't want to leave her room. I wanted to make sure she was ok.
I really care for her...in a brotherly way.
After I left, I thought up a brilliant idea.
I had no clue what she meant about 'giving up' but maybe she meant the depression...?
I pretended to walk away, but instead I put my ear to the door.
Dammit, the door is too thick, all I could hear was mumbling.
I really hope she is ok.
Finally, after like five minutes, I heard silence.
I hesitantly left to go downstairs and hummed to myself on the way.
"Hmmm..." I said, opening the fridge.
Yesterday the boys came over, trying to make me feel better about Sky.
"Ah!" I yelled as I saw an apple sitting in the fridge. I told the boys how much Sky loves fruit, so they went out to buy some.
I was going to give it to her yesterday, but I guess I kind of forgot....
No need to fear, Superman is here. Wait, Superman is Louis' line.
Shit, I have had a hard day dealing with Sky, don't sue me for not being creative.
I cut up the apple into slices and even put a flower on the place.
There. Whala! Excuse my French.
I hastily bolted up the stairs and knocked on her door.
Nothing.
Maybe she is just lazy.
I put on a fake smile as I opened the door, cautiously. I didn't want to walk in on her if she was changing or something like that.
"Sky...?"
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Help Me, Please? *One Direction Fanfic*
FanfictionI am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?