Change My Mind

Paige has just run away from her abusive father and has no where to go. She is scared and doesn't know what to do. But then Zayn from One Direction finds her and takes her into his home. They start to become closer and soon she starts falling for Zayn, but she is terrified of being hurt in relationships. Will she give love a try?


6. It's not your fault

Zayn's POV- Paige was crying the entire way home. I reached over and grabbed her hand. She squeezed it tightly and cried even harder. I can't even imagine how scared she must have been. If only I had been there sooner. We didn't talk at all the whole way back to the hotel. When we got there, I parked the car, got out and went over to Paige's side. I opened the door for her and helped her out. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and we headed inside the hotel. We went up to our room and when we walked inside, all of the boys turned there heads from the TV, over to us. When they saw Paige, they all ran over to us and Harry asked, "What happened? Is she alright?" "I really don't want to talk about it." Paige whispered. She walked slowly toward my room and I followed her.
Paige's POV- I sat down on the bed slowly as Zayn walked in and shut the door behind him. I looked up at him and he had guilt in his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Paige. I feel terrible" he said. "It's not your fault, Zayn." I said back. He sat down on the bed next to me, looked down at his hands and said, "I just wish I had been there to help you sooner." I reached over and grabbed his hand and said, "Zayn, don't blame yourself for what happened. I just want to forget it ever happened." He looked over at me and squeezed my hand. "Ok. Want to watch a movie in here?" He asked, looking over at the TV that was mounted on the wall. "Sure." I replied. "I'll be right back. I'm going to go change." He said. "Ok, I'm going to change too." I said back. When he left the room, I grabbed a pair of yoga pants and a hoodie from my bag. I was pulling off my shirt from today and then I saw my wound in the mirror and I gasped. It looked a lot worse than before and it really hurt to move now. When my dad had kicked me, he kicked me really hard because it bruised my side and I also had a gash that was about 1/2 inch deep from the kick. It really hurt, but I didn't want anyone to know about it. I heard a knock on the door, so I hurried and pulled my hoodie on and opened the door. Zayn was standing there in grey sweatpants and a white T-shirt. He walked in and asked, "So, what do you want to watch?"
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