It's a long walk to heaven

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7. Chapter 7

I stood there looking into his eyes as he looked into mine. I didn't know what to say. Why was he here? Why did he walk up to me? Isn't he supposed to be on tour right now? People say when you see a celebrity in person, it's even better. When I see Zayn, I see a guy with brighter eyes, a bigger smile, and he looks so different. He's taller then I would've expected. He wore black jeans and a dark jacket. He stood there with his mouth open like he was going to say something, but nothing came out. We stood there awkwardly staring at each other for what seemed like hours. "Uh... I'm Zayn..." he finally spoke up. It was my turn to speak. Shit. Act cool. Act cool. "Skyler..." I said in a faint whisper. He stood there not knowing what to say. I stood there the same way though. We just looked into each others eyes and he smiled at me. "Uh... I wasn't like-- watching you. Just... You were singing?" He asked awkwardly. I nodded my head yes in embarrassment then looked down at my feet. My hands were still in my pockets and my hood was still up. "I know... I'm not that good..." I said disappointed. "Not that good? That was the most amazing thing I've ever heard. Your voice is flawless" he said in disbelief. "Not as good as you" I said looking up and smiling. He grinned at me and chuckled.
"Your a fan?" he asked. "Since X-Factor" I mumbled almost embarrassed to say it. "Have you ever thought of auditioning?" he asked. That's never even come to mind. I rarely sing. Only when I'm having a bad day--- every day. There's a new song almost every day... "No" I said. "You should" he said grinning. I heard some laughing from guys in the distance and looked over towards the street. Two guys were running over. No. Mason and Timber. "I need to go it was great meeting you bye" I said quickly and started to speed walk in the opposite direction. I didn't even give him a chance to say bye. I won't ever see him again. What does it matter. "Skyler!!" I heard Mason screaming from behind me. My fast walk turned into a run as I sprinted away from them. "Don't run bitch!" Timber yelled. I picked up my pace but before I could cross the street a cold and rough hand hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back. I whipped around and stood face to face with them. They looked pissed for some stupid reason and me being me, I'm getting punished for it. "We said not to run" Mason said with a smirk on his face before punching my stomach making me lean over in pain as I but my lip, trying not to scream. I felt like I was going to puke. My stomach started to ache and they chuckled at me. "Who was that guy over there?" Mason asked. "Nobody" I choked out. Timber kicked my shin and I fell to the ground in pain. I groaned as the searing sharp pain spread through my whole leg. "He must be someone" Mason sneered. "Shut up" I called back at him. "Make me!" he screamed and slapped me across my face, right where I had be struck by my dad too. This time I couldn't help it. I let out a scream and grasped my cheek. It was burning hot and felt weird. "Who is he? Why is he coming over?" Timber asked. What? He's coming over here?
"We'll finish this at school on Monday" they laughed, then ran away from me. I just laid there on the ground crying as the pain spread through my whole body. "Skyler?" I heard Zayn as he ran up to me. "What happened?!? Are you ok?" He asked shocked. I stood up, still holding my cheek and tears streaming out of my eyes, then ran away. I can't look at him when I'm like this. THIS always happens though. I'm always abused. Always treated like trash. Always treated like shit. Nobody cares about me. I need Jacob! "Skyler?!" He called out but I didn't turn around. I kept running as fast as I could- more like limping. Not even my favorite boy-band celebrity could cheer me up.
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