Newsagent Girl (One Direction FanFiction)

*FINISHED* Avery Blue is just a normal 18 year old. She has a average job. Newsagent Girl. Lives on her own. Goes to school. But this average 18 year old is hiding a big secret. No one knows. No one ever will. What if a certain worldwide known boyband named... One Direction come along? Will the truth behind her last name be revealed? Zayn. He's now head over heels for Avery but she just rejects. What is the reason behind this? Find out 'coz the book is better than the blurb...


19. Anger


I took a deep breath.

"Um..." I begin. "No..." I whisper, loud enough for him to hear. Zayn dropped my hands, violently and walked to the other side of the bathroom, frustrated. Zayn... you don't know how much I want to come hug you and say yes a million times.

But I can't.

I won't.

He punched the wall, making me jump. I flinched in fear. Never ever have I seen Zayn like this before. And I don't think I'm ready to see it. He turned to me, his eyes full of rage. I felt tears sliding down my cheeks. My eyes flickered to the door and I ran. Ran out of the door. Out of the apartment.

Ignoring the calls back, I kept running.

Ignoring the stares.

Ignoring the vibrates of my phone.

Ignoring the footsteps behind me. 

I soon came face to face with the Newsagents. Kyle was serving a customer. I didn't really give a fuck. I'm not going back home and all I need is a hug and someone to comfort me. Mr Edwards came down and took Kyle's place.

Kyle nodded at me.

I rushed past Mr Edwards, saying hello as I  did so.

"What's up?" Kyle asked, as I walked over to him and sat down. 

"A LOT of things. I just need someone to comfort me."

"I can't..." This is so weird. Usually the Kyle I knew would, take this chance...but No. He said he can't. Maybe I need hearing aids? I dunno. Zayn had scared me... he was obviously going to hurt me if I went home.

The only reason I said no was because, I didn't want to betray my brother. Yeah, sure, sometimes he was a complete dick but at the end of the day he was still my brother. The one I loved. The only one who actually cared.

"You're not my property..." Kyle's voice snapped me back to reality.

"What'd you mean I'm not your 'property'?!" I snapped. Here I wanted a hug and all he could do is think about property?! What the fuck had gotten into him. And what sort of 'property' does he mean?!

"You're Zayn's property." I tensed as he said it.

"Zayn, Zayn, Zayn! HE'S ALL ANYONE CAN BLOODY TALK ABOUT ISN'T IT?!" There's a line. That line had been reached. I didn't need to hear his name. Nor did I need to hear anything about me AND him.

"I... You're not with him?"

"No! He's a bag of bullshit that fucked my life up. He doesn't give a shit about me and he probably never will! All he wanted was probably someone to fuck because he felt lonely. But I ain't giving a shit 'coz he needs to sort himself out. I'm not that type of girl and he needs to understand it. He thought he could just ask me out and think I'd forget about the world, about my brother but no. He was wrong. Louis is the only person who cared and no way in hell or heaven was I going to break his heart again!" I finished. 

I was pouring my eyes out. My arms were wrapped around a chest and my head was resting on someone's neck. I opened my eyes and looked up. It wasn't Kyle. It wasn't Zayn. It wasn't any of the boys'... It was...


I cried even harder and tried to push him away. But unfortunately, I was always weak when I cried. He pulled me back into a hug. 

I didn't want this. Right now, if I wanted to be in anyone's arms, which I do, I wanted to be in Harry's or Kyle's and it's hard for me to admit but I wanted to be in Zayn's arms.

"Get. Away. From. Her." A stern voice said. And that stern voice I had heard before.

Because I was with him in a bathroom. 

It was Zayn.

"No. 'cause y'know what? The things she said about you weren't too nice and I don't think she would be safe with you guys seeing as she never lost her virginity." Derrick shot back. I untangled myself from his grip and ran towards Harry who was next to Zayn.

Harry embraced me and kept me there, safe from my enemy.

I'm glad they followed me. Even though I had fear for Zayn.

"Listen, mate, I'm not looking for harm-" Zayn was cut off by a punch Derrick gave him in the stomach. Zayn reacted by kneeing him in the crotch. They got into a full on fight. I let go of Harry and ran to the kitchen. Grabbing a knife, I went back to them and held it up to my wrist,

"STOP. LEAVE EACH OTHER ALONE BEFORE I FUCKING DO IT." They stopped and turned to look at me.

I had enough of this. 


I glided the knife on top of my wrist before anyone could say anything.

The world went black. The last thing I saw was a blond streak of hair.

Zayn's hair. 

And just before I blacked out, I conformed it.

I love Zayn.






I don't really know how to write self harm or fight that was crap. There wasn't many... questions but I'll answer.

1Dinfection23 asked 'Why do you call us pineapples?' Answer: Because I love pineapples and I love you guys!!! Btw, izzypayne asked the same question.

I<3ondirection asked 'If a man was flying on a banana like the one in LWWY what would you do?' Answer: The one flying like that was Harry btw. And if it was Harry, I'd kidnap him and marry him. If it was someone else I'd be like 'ARE YOU SELLING INFLATABLE BANANAS FOR FREE?!'


Those were the questions.

I shall ask a question now. I want lots of answers for this!

What's your favorite ice-cream flavor?

My answer: Ben and jerry's cookie dough!!!


I'm gonna change my pen name to, Mrs. Twix

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