Welcome To My Life

How do you think life can change when out of nowhere, you bump into your older super famous brother? I mean, I never thought that I will see him again, or even move in with him... So yeah, quick spoiler alert, I bumped into my brother Zayn Malik, and was forced to discover some truth I never intended to know.


14. The Confrontation

*Normal P.O.V.*


I woke up on Zayn's bed alone. Last time I checked I was with Louis and he knew the truth about the cut on my neck, it was not because I fell off the swings, it was my drunk parents afraid that I was going to leave them and they were not going to have anyone's life to make hell.


I sighed and got out of bed. I walked over to the bathroom and saw my red and puffy eyes. Awesome, I'm going to look like hell for today's interview. I locked the door and walked over to the cabinet and found my Swiss Army knife, I have never self-harmed myself, I never thought of actually doing it. But I was feeling so down, worthless, that maybe I could just take some pain away...


"Gab!" Zayn shouted making me drop the knife. "Gab!" Zayn shouted again trying to open the door. "Open!"


"I'm coming Zayn." I said wiping some tears and putting my knife back into the cabinet. "What?" I asked opening the door.


"Where you crying?" Zayn asked hugging me.


"No." I lied.


"Gab." Zayn said more serious this time. "You lied."


"Me? When?" I asked really aware of what he meant.


"The neck." Zayn said touching it. "It was not on the swings. It was mom and dad." Zayn said, while some tears fell down his cheek. "Why did you lie to me?"


"I didn't want you to worry about me." I said, letting tears fall down as well.


"Gab!" Zayn said. "You are my sister and I have to worry about you, because apparently our parents are some pair of idiots."


"I'm sorry okay!" I shouted. "I was scared! I did not want you to come home and beat the crap out of dad and mom..."


"Gab." Zayn said. "From now on, if I asked you something about mom or dad, don't lie, tell me the truth, I promise I won't do anything that you don't want me to."


"Thanks Zayn." I said hugging him. "What time do we leave?


"In about 45 minutes." Zayn answered. "Go get ready and meet me at the lobby." Zayn said kissing my forehead and leaving.


I sighed and locked again in the bathroom, this time taking a bath and changing into some green jeans, and a white t-shirt with my black converse. I grabbed my hair in a ponytail, applied some make-up, and walked down to the lobby. Liam and Harry seemed to be in a deep conversation, while Niall and Zayn laughed about something. Louis was nowhere in sight and Paul was speaking with someone at the lobby. I slowly approached where the guys were and sat on a sofa without any of them looking at me. I closed my eyes and laid my head on the sofa, I was emotionally tired. I was about to fall asleep when my phone vibrated.


From: Louis xP

"Hello Love! Are you tired? Come back here where the paparazzi can't stop us. :* P.S. I like your outfit..."


I looked to the back and saw Louis smiling at his phone behind some plants. I got up and walked to where he was, once there I sat on his lap.


"Hey there Love." Louis said kissing my cheek.


"Hi Louis." I said resting my head on his shoulders.





"Nope." I lied and then saw that he was reading all the comments on the video of me singing. "Louis, is that my video?"


"50K views Love!" Louis exclaimed. "They love you! I told you!"


"Yeah...” I said and felt my phone vibrate.


From: Blocked.

"What will your parents do when they find out you told Zayn about the cut and that you are planning on singing?"


"Are you okay Love?" Louis asked me.


"Yeah. I, I just need to speak with Zayn real fast." I said standing up.


"Can't it wait?" Louis asked concerned.


"No. I'm sorry. I'll be back real fast." I said giving him a small peck on the lips and running to Zayn.


*Zayn's P.O.V.*


I was laughing at some joke with Niall when I see Gab running towards me with a preoccupied face.


"Hey there guys." She says with the best fake smile she can pull at the moment.


"Hi." Niall and I said.


"Niall? Would you mind if I steal my brother real quick?" Gab asked.


"Not at all." Niall said and I got up.


"What's up?" I asked Gab.


"Just come with me." Gab answered and took me to a hallway. "I got another text."


"What? From who?" I asked.


"The only person in this world who knows about mom and dad fighting and they hating me, and now that you know about the cut."


"Weren't I supposed to know about the cut?"


"No." Gab whispered. "You were supposed to believe what everyone else believed. Mom told me that if I ever told you about what really happened I wouldn't be able to speak for the rest of my life."


"Are you kidding?!" I asked raising my voice. "I am telling Paul to track this number."


"NO!" Gab said. "Zayn they know things that no one knows. They will find out if we are trying to track them down. Let me do it."




"Trust me." Gab said.


"A week." I said and walked back to the guys.


Why would my parents threaten my sister about cutting her throat off, if I knew the real story on the cut? Is there something else there in between?

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