Why Me? (Zayn Malik FanFic)

Chloe Addison is an 18 year old girl. Her whole life has been terrible. She gets abused by her parents and has no friends. School is a misery and it seems like the whole world hates her until she meets Zayn Malik and the rest of One Direction. Meeting in a bad situation, they grow to like each other.

37Likes
25Comments
6045Views
AA

1. Pain

IMPORTANT INFORMATION AT THE BOTTOM!!! PLEASE READ EVEN THOUGH THERE IS MORE TO THIS BOOK!!!! Thanks guys :)

*****

Chloe's POV

"I hate you dad, I hate you so much! You have done nothing for me, noth-" I was cut off by my father slapping me. "Don't you say that you little b****! I have given you a home, food and school, you are a lying piece of crap, now get out of my sight!" he roared pointing to the door. My hand went over my cheek and I lumbered towards the door, my other hand clutching my stomach where my father had hit me. I lumbered up to my room, closing the door and I dragged my chair and placed it in front of the door so my dad couldn't get in. Or at least it would delay him. I stumbled over to my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I had a black eye from when my dad hit me and I had a big, red mark from where he had slapped me. I wiped away my tears. I didn't even know why I was crying. I got this treatment every day, there was no difference. I lifted my shirt to reveal big blue and purple blobs all over my stomach. They hurt like hell and I knew that they weren't going to leave for a while. I looked at the razor I had which was lying on my windowsill. I reached up for it and paused. I had done this before, why was I stopping? It hit me like a truck slamming into me. There was no point in me just hurting myself, it did nothing apart from put me through more pain, I had to stop this once and for all. I put the razor down and looked at myself in the mirror. "Bye Chloe," I murmured to myself before opening the door to my bedroom and giving it one last look.

Zayn's POV

The boys and I were driving along on the road. We were heading back to my house after our interview. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a girl come out of her house with a sad expression on her face, she looked determined but sad. The next thing was all a blur. I saw the girl flinging herself in front of a truck. It hit her. I screeched the car to a stop and flung myself out. The truck driver gave the girl one look and then sped off. What the? How could he do that? He had just run into a girl and it was if he didn't care. I swore at the guy before bending over and looking at the girl. She was unconscious and motionless. Her blonde hair covering part of her face and her jumper revealing scars on her arms. This wasn't an accident, the girl had wanted to do it, she had wanted to die...

Chloe's POV

I woke up in a white room. At first I thought I was in some sort of heaven. I wasn't religious, my father had kept me from that. All I remembered was jumping onto the road, getting hit by some sort of vehicle and then my whole world turning black. Grey, blurry figures stood in front of me. I know it sounds odd but at first I thought they were some sort of angels, I mean I had wanted myself to die so this is what I thought first. My eyes flickered open and the blurry figures soon came into full view. I saw 5 boys standing around me.  "Yay, she's alive!" said one of them loudly, I noticed he had brown, messy hair and green eyes. He was wearing a striped shirt and some red skinny jeans with suspenders. "Ssh, she has just woken up Louis, you need to be quiet," said another. This boy had brown hair also but was shaved, leaving about a centimeter of hair upwards. There was silence for a bit and I noticed the room was not clouds and what not, it was a doctor's room. I hadn't died. I know it sounds terrible but I didn't want to go back. It would be worse now, my father would hurt me even more. Suddenly, a door opened and a man came in dressed in a white coat and had a little name tag attached to it. I couldn't read it. "Aah, you are awake," he said. I tried to sit up but I was too weak. "I'm afraid to say that only her boyfriend can stay in here at the moment," the doctor said. Boyfriends? What boyfriend? Was I missing something? I had never had a boyfriend before so this was a bit alarming. 4 of the boys left and the one who stayed smiled softly at me, his eyes searching mine. He had a very nice smile I couldn't help thinking. He had brown, tousled hair which was styled as a quiff, sort of. His dark, brown eyes were a mystery and intriguing. I couldn't help thinking how handsome he was.

Zayn's POV

I felt a bit bad saying that I was her boyfriend. A pretty girl like her probably already had one, or maybe they had broken up of something which made her try and commit suicide. "Now, young girl would you mind telling me your name?" the doctor asked. She nodded,"Chloe Addison," she said, her voice limp and weak. "Well Chloe, you have been in a coma for a few hours now, I am glad to see that you are up. I am afraid to say that you have broken some of your ribs and when you go home you will have to be in good care," he said. Chloe winced at the word home. Was it her home which made her jump onto the road? Whatever it was, she definitely didn't want to go home. "I will leave you with your boyfriend for a while, I will come back soon to ask how you are getting on," the doctor said and walked out the door. I looked at Chloe and she looked at me. "So boyfriend huh?" she asked. "Um, yeah. Sorry about that, that was the only way that I could get to see you and how you were doing," I said looking down at the floor. After a pause I looked up. Instead of hatred in her eyes that I was expecting to see, I saw questioning? As if no one had done something this nice to her. "Thank you," she murmured. I wanted to ask her why she did it but it was too soon, we had only just spoken. "Oh, yeah, I'm Zayn Malik," I said. "I'm Chloe Addison but you already knew that... Why did you come and check on me?" she asked. I was surprised at this question. Not because I thought she was being rude, it was because I was surprised at how she was so surprised that someone seemed to care if she was alright. "I came because I care. I may have known you for only 15 minutes but I care," I said looking deep into her green eyes. I could see beneath it all there was a deep sadness which had stayed hidden from the public for so long. I know I had only met this girl but I vowed to myself to help her, to get her through this horrible part of her life.

*****

IMPORTANT INFORMATION: Soooo, I know that there is no more to this book but PLEASSEEE fave it and like it!!!! Otherwise I won't be able to do the SEQUEL and you will kinda hate me for that... Anyways, Please LIKE and FAVE and COMMENT!!! It means the world when you do!! :)

 

So guys, hope you liked it!!!!! :) If you have twitter plz follow me, my name is @Elmina_M

Plxz comment, like and + 2 faves and also read my other movellas. More than Friends? is completed btw.

Love you guys,

Mina x

 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...