Hi my names Claire, Claire Wallace. I'm your average teenaged girl. 19 to be exact, but life for me has been a living hell...My mom and dad are workaholics and I was a surprise. An unwanted surprise. I get bullied a lot at school. Only because I'm shy and unwanted.. I thought about it for a while.. No body wants me. I was going to end my life.. Until this one guy made a difference.


6. Love

Claire's P.O.V

As he kissed my hand i felt butterflies go wild in my stomach. Did i like him? I couldn't, i shouldn't! "Claire. I need to talk to you" Zayn said in a soft voice. Our faces were centimeters apart. "Claire ever since i met you-" He started. We were interrupted by the door flying open. "Oh I'm sorry am i interrupting something!?" The doctor said. "No no it's fine!" I said a little too quickly. "Well your free to leave." He said. "But i wouldn't If i were you." He said in a sharp tone. "And why is this?" Zayn said, sounding overprotective. "Paparazzi are everywhere!" He said.

Zayn's P.O.V
Crap! How could I forget all about paparazzi! They probably have pictures of Claire and i at Starbucks! And at the pond! Ugh! Why does this always have to happen?! "Crap im sorry Claire. You didnt let any of them in right?!" I said to the doctor. "No." He said quickly. "Okay good. Claire grab your stuff, were going to the top floor where they can't get pictures of us. And you!" I added quickly. "Don't let ANY of them in. I'll pay you. Just please don't let them in." I grabbed Claire's hand, careful not to grab her cuts. And ran upstairs as fast as i could. The stairs were next to the door. What a surprise. We ran almost blinded by the flashing. Finally we reached the stairs. We walked up them catching our breath. "Are you alright Claire?" I managed to puff out. She looked at me with those sparkling blue eyes. I wanted to kiss her. Wait. What was i thinking!? "Yeah" she said. Still catching her breath. We finally got upstairs. We got into one of the hospital rooms. Which was first class. It was huge with a tv in the corner. The walls were a bright orange. Then there was a huge window with a view of England. We could see Big Ben! Claire walked over to the window. She put her hands on the ledge looking out to the view. I walked over to the window doing the same thing. "Accidentally" putting my hand on hers. I grabbed her hand and inter-winded our fingers. "Beautiful isn't it?" She asked. She looked so happy. She looked free. "Not as beautiful as you." I said. I saw her blush. A smile crept on my face. She truly was beautiful.
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