How We Met and Other Secrets

16-year-old Claire was always a nobody, until a world-famous boy band moves into her school, and it turns out that all five perfect boys have feelings for her! Which one does Claire pick, without hurting the others? Can she find true love with One Direction?


8. Zayn

The second I got home I charged upstairs and threw my backpack on my bed. The house was eerily silent and I knew my parents wouldn't be home for a while, and my siblings were out, who knows where. I sat on my bed for a while with my head in my hands, listening to the loud thump of my heart. The heartbeat throbbed in my head. I sat still, savoring the thumping. I got up abruptly and snatched an Exacto knife off my night stand. I kept it there for school projects, but right now I couldn't handle it.
In my head I knew this was stupid. A stupid idea. A stupid idea to do this over a stupid girl who I had met only today and who I had stupidly fallen in love with. But I knew she was supposed to be mine. I even kissed her. And she kissed me back. I couldn't understand why she was hugging Niall. Anger rushed through me and I slashed the blade across my wrist. The pain was most excruciating than I expected. I had never cut myself before. I couldn't stop. I cut again and again until I had seven deep cuts. The blood seeped out and dripped onto my bare leg. It was warm. I laid back and watched it drip. I regretted it. I regretted it so much, and then I passed out.

When I woke up I was in a blindingly bright hospital room. No nurses or doctors crowded me, and only my mother stood by the side of my bed. I lifted my head a little and saw not fear in her eyes, but disappointment.
"Why did you do it Zayn," she whispered. Her brown eyes widened and a tear slipped out. She didn't bother to wipe it away. "I don't know why. You are a nice boy Zayn, I know you, you're my son. Why would you ever do this to yourself." she repeated, as more of a statement than a question.
"I... I'm in love, Mom" I croaked. And I saw yet another tear escape from her. "I need her Mom. I need her to live."
Suddenly the door crashed open and my four bandmates rushed in. Everyone spoke at once and I was almost suffocated with concern. I almost didn't notice my mother slip out of the room.
"Zayn!" Liam cried with disbelief. He didn't say anything else. And neither did the others.
Everyone looked down uncomfortably.
Lou tried to tell a joke. "Why did the mushroom go to the party?"
When no one answered, "'Cause he was a fungi." He said smiling nonchalantly. I let out a pathetic attempt at a laugh. I saw Harry grin at the ground for a second.
It was quiet for a long time, and then I heard a sweet and familiar voice come from the door.
"Niall?" it said. "Is Zayn okay?"
Niall turned. "Yeah, babe. You can come in now."
Gracefully, as if on tip toe, walked in Claire. She slipped under Niall's arm and looked at me intently. I think she knew why I'd done it.
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