BETRAYAL (ZAYN CENTRIC)

PART 1

SOO FIRST OFF... NOT ALL CHAPTERS ARE GOING TO BEE LONG SOME MAY BE ONLY A FEW SCENTENCES. SOME MAY BE LONG.. WHO KNOWS! ANYWAYS EXUSE ALL THE MISSPELLED WORDS! THANKS

HEY FIRST CHAPTER! YAY! WARNINGS!!! : CUTTING, NEGATIVE THOUGHTS       ANYWAYS HOPE YOU ENJOY!

ZAYN pov

I walked into the large flat the boys and I call home when we aren't with our families and tour. as I stepped in I heard fits of giggles and laughter coming from the living room. as i followed the noise I saw Louis and Niall making out laughing every so often while Liam and Harry laughing at something on a phone. "vas happenin?" I loudly talked making sure Lou and Ni could here me from there make out session. everyone looked up  and smiled "hey Zayn" they stated in union barley any emotion in their voices. I set my bag down on the floor and sat on the couch next to Liam and Harry "what ya'll looking at?" i asked as curiosity unfortunately got the best of me harry rolled his eyes "Pictures from our break, the boys and I went to Barcelona for a bit of break." I stood there shocked why didn't they invite me? did they--- my thoughts were interrupted by harry who spoke... again... "pick up your bag and put away your stuff someone gonna get killed cause you were to lazy to clean up after yourself!" he talked slowly getting angry as he ended. i looked up at him only seeing anger in his eyes. I softly whimpered as I backed away slowly grabbing my bag as I headed up stairs carefully ease dropping on what Liam was saying "Harry you didn't have to be so rude about it." Harry sighs "I know but hes so lazy he needs to get his act together. the fans don't even like him that much Liam why do you care?" Tears brimming in my eyes I ran up stairs putting my bag on the bed as I went to the connecting bathroom. I bent over looking under the sink for the stash of extra razor blades once I found them I slowly exhaled is this really the road I want to go down? will it help ease the pain like people say?    I slowly take  out on of the blades putting it under the flowing faucet water. INHALE. EXHALE. INHALE. EXHALE. "ok your ok Zayn. its just a little cut just swipe." talking myself through the steps as I shakily put the razor down on my arm. EXHALE. okay..  -SWIPE- blood slowly starts to appear where the razor left the tracks. I pushed the razor down again feeling a flush of release I continued cutting my arm as blood made its way down my arm dripping onto my leg mixing with my tears.not tears of physical pain, but tears of emotional pain. when did harry become mad at me? did I do something to upset him? I got up grabbing a tissue wiping my leg then carefully dabbing my wrist sad to see the blood becoming smaller amounts every time I dab it... I quickly throwed out the tissue making my way to the bed to unpack my bag filled with small amounts of clothes knowing i would have spend a bit of time with the boys before going on tour again. I wish I never came back here.

HEY THAT WAS A BIT SHORT... YOU CAN GIVE ME SOME PROMPS TOO MUCH APPRECIATED. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK..  ANYWAYS I AM ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU.. YOU CAN TALK TO ME IF YOU FEEL LIKE THIS, OR ANYTHING FOR THAT MATTER. DON'T NEED TO HAVE A REASON TO TALK TO ME.. LOTS OF LOVE - POLARIS