Don't Let Me Sink (( Narry Fanfic)) [On Hold]

Paring: Narry (( with a bit Ziall, Larry,Lilo, and Zerrie too )) -Not Famous-

Ever since a horrid moment that happened to Zayn it caused him to abuse his boyfriend Niall endlessly. No matter how much Niall loves Zayn he can't help but want to die. So one night when Zayn leaves, Niall goes to the bridge about to jump off but what happens when a boy with curly hair and emerald green eyes comes to his rescue?


8. Eight.

- Zayn's P.O.V.

"I look everywhere for him Maura! He couldn't have gone that far!" Zayn said in the phone. It's only been two days since Niall had left Zayn and all Zayn could think about was how stupid he was. Not only did he hurt the one he loved - he lost him. Why couldn't he realize that he was hurting Niall the entire time they were together. "Zayn dear, maybe he went somewhere and got caught up in the snow." Niall mother, Maura, told Zayn to try and calm him down. 

She didn't want Zayn to go out and search for Niall like he did last night. No, if he were to do that then he might see Niall with Harry. Yes. Niall had called her before going to sleep telling her exactly where he was and what had happened. If Zayn were to go out and see Niall and Harry together then hell would break loose once again and she was not having Niall kill himself. 

"Zayn dear I have to go. Don't worry he'll come back. I'm sure of it." and with that she hung up.

Zayn threw the phone in frustration. He was mad at everything, especially himself. Why did he have to hit Niall? Why did he have to scare him into thinking that leaving would be the best option? 

Zayn got up and screamed for what seem like ages. Right now he didn't care about anything. All he wanted was for Niall to run threw the doors and jump onto him and saying it was all a joke. That he would never leave him. But no, this was the real world and not a dream. 

He felt his eyes travel around the room until he caught himself starring at photo of Niall and him at their first homecoming picture together as a open couple. It was the best night of his life. He could finally open his boyfriend hand without having a worry about the world. Sure, there was a hate comment now and then but overall everyone else accepted them with warm welcome arms. 

Zayn heard glass breaking and looked down the see the picture on the floor. He felt himself take a sharp breath and felt the tears fall even more down from his eyes. Without another second he started to smash everything. Walls, tables, chairs; there wasn't a thing that didn't break once Zayn's eyes had fell upon it. Soon realizing what he was doing, he suddenly stopped and look around at the now trashed house. 

Without any warning, he fell to the ground and cried his heart out. 


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"Uh, can I get moca latte please?" Zayn told the lady wearing a Starbucks uniform. "Okay. To here or to go?" she asked. "Here." he said. "Okay! Just give us about two minutes." she answered him before skipping towards the coffee maker. Why was everyone in such a good mood today?

Zayn felt like an outcast standing in the coffee shop. It was already odd enough for him to be in a coffee shop since he usually doesn't drink coffee but right now he didn't care about anything. He could feel everyone looking at him from behind his back. Who wouldn't? To girls Zayn was like the man from his dreams. Even when he did look like a wreck  "Sir? It's ready." he heard the girl say snapping his attention back towards the real world. "T-Thank you." he mumbled grabbing his coffee and taking a seat by the window. 

He bought the cup to his lips and jump by the sudden burn. 'Oh nice going Zayn. Can't even remember that the coffee going to be hot.'he said to himself. He took another breath and felt himself slouch. Without even meaning too, he started looking around the room just to see if his paranoia feels were acting up or if everyone was watching him. His thought was correct. 

He rubbed his eyes and looked out the window trying to advert all gaze away from him. What was so stunning about Zayn that always seem to catch people's attention? He wasn't the romantic type. He may seem big and bad but underneath all that was a coward. He was someone who abused their own fucking boyfriend for no reason. 

Zayn felt his fist curl up into a ball. 'I need to get out of here. Don't need to make a more of a scene.'

Zayn got up from his seat and walk to the counter to throw away his now empty cup. He turned around, about to leave, when something - or someone - caught his eyes.

"I'm sorry miss but if your unable to pay for this, I have to ask you to leave." he heard the cashier, Emily, say. Zayn looked up just in time to catch the girl who had caught his gaze, face flush with embarssment and drop to her feet. "O-Okay..." she said. She was about to walk but Zayn arm shout out and caught her. He felt everyone's eyes turned toward him. "I-I'll pay for it." he said dropping his arm from her shoulder. Without any father question, Zayn got his wallet out and paid for the girls's things. 

"T-Thank you...." the girl whispered. Zayn couldn't help but stare into her intense blue eyes that stood out thanks to her blonde hair. "Would you like to sit down with me?" she asked breaking the silence that had filled the room within seconds. Zayn couldn't force any words, so he simply nodded and followed her to a table in the far corner. 

They both sat down together and didn't speak for what seem like ages. "So....I'm Perrie." the girl said showing a smile. Zayn felt himself begin to smile - a real smile for the first time since the hitting had begun. "Zayn. I'm Zayn." he said putting his arm up to lay on. He cocked his head to the side and started to focus on Perrie. If Zayn wasn't gay he would admit, he would actually date Perrie.

"So Perrie. Mind asking what brings you around here?" he said. Perrie giggled, feeling flattered. "Actually I'm here trying to find a place to live. My girlfriend - or ex-girlfriend - Leigh-Anna kicked me out." 

'Oh. So she's a lesbian?'

"If you don't mind me asking but....why did she kick you out?" Zayn whispered to where only Perrie would hear. He knew he didn't have to but something in his mind said that it would be the best choice.

It took a while for Perrie to answer. It seemed as though she was trying to figure out the right word choice to answer. "It's because I do drugs. Well I haven't done it in a while since I'm all out of money. I tried my hardest to stop's so hard. Once you start something, your mind just telling you oh don't worry. It'll be easy to quick but's like my life depending on it. Does that sound weird?" she said looking up at Zayn.

For the first time in his life Zayn wanted nothing more then to cry into this strangers arms. She knew. She knew how it felt to start something and think that nothing would go wrong with it but now in the present, it's as if you need one single dose to keep you going for the rest of the day.

"No. No it's not weird. It's the truth. To be honest I actually understand where your coming from Perrie. I have an addiction that I do...because of it my boyfriend left me and I haven't heard from him in two days. I've tried to stop but I couldn't. Every time when I noticed that I was doing again it was already to late..." 

Zayn felt his head go down praying that the tears wouldn't begin. He didn't want to cry in front of Perrie. She would think he was coward for crying. "Zayn. Zayn look at me." he heard her say. For a moment, Zayn didn't look at her at all but finally picked his head up and took a look.

She was crying. She was the one crying - not him. "I'm not trying to say were the same or anything but don't feel like your a coward for admitting to something. We both have done something wrong and their are people who probably have done far worse things then us. But hey - at least we admit that we done something we both shouldn't have." she said and gave a sad small smile. 

Zayn knew he was insane - no he was insane but the next question that came out of his mouth was something he would later stand on by the rest of his life. 

"Perrie. Would you like to come and live with me?" 


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