17 year old, Belle Hynton gets a call from her cousin who asks if him and some friends could stay at her house for a couple weeks while they figured out their new tour dates. Your probably wondering, who is Belle's cousin? Belle's cousin is Niall Horan from One Direction. Niall has to go through some tough times with Belle and he stands up for her in fights at school and between close friends.


56. The Necklace


Zayn instantly chased Harry down the hall. I ran with them to make sure Zayn wasn't going to beat him up. They ran all the way down the hall to the other side of the ship, which is a long way. They got tired and so did I, so they stopped and put their hand on their knees and started to pant. 

"Look Harry, I know you like Belle, but can't you just accept that were happy together? Don't you want her to be happy?" Zayn said while taking breaths in between words. Harry didn't say anything.

"Im sorry Zayn." Harry said as he stood up and walked over to Zayn. "I shouldn't have done that. It was foolish of me and your right, I do want her to be happy."

We all started to walk back to the room. It was a pretty long walk. Once we got back to my room, Belle wasn't in there anymore.

"Where the hell is Belle?" Zayn asked, panicked. I had to laugh a little because it rhymed. We went to her and Zayn's room and Zayn opened up the door. The bathroom was locked. "Belle! Open up!" Zayn said as he pounded on the door.


I knew that this was a bad idea, but i need to. I took a blade and started to cut my left wrist. I winced in pain. Zayn was pounding on the door and i didn't want him to find me like this. I tried to rinse off the blood on my arm, but my wrist just kept bleeding. Why did i fucking do this?! I was crying, loud enough so i could hear, but not the boys through the big heavy doors. Zayn kept knocking. I hope he didn't realize that you could use your key to unlock this door. I think he read my mind or something because he opened up the door and gasped at what he saw. He helped me stand up and grabbed my wrist and looked at my cut.

"Why did you do this?" He asked almost to tears.

"I-" I tried to explain, but it was no use. I had no explination. He pulled me into a tight hug and pulled me out of the bathroom. The rest of the boys were in the bathroom cleaning. Zayn went into his drawer and pulled out a pink bandana. 

"I know pink is your favorite color." He folded and wrapped the bandana around my wrist. It stung as he put it on. "We will see how its doing later, but i don't want people judging you. And that necklace wasn't mine. It was one of the boys trying to play a trick on us." I knew it was Harry. I mean who else would try to get us broken up?


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