Fix You (Zayn Malik)

I'll always have to fend for myself, but I never wanted it to come to this. Making such a major change. I never thought of the day I would be the one begging for money, trying to find somewhere I belong. But why all of a sudden does he even care? Why can't he just treat me like everyone else... like an object? -Melody


2. Chapter 1


 I'm sitting in my usual corner waiting for someone to show up. Normally, when it comes to my "job", it doesn't matter who the person is. As long as I get paid in the end, I don't care. I'm ashamed it's come to that, but what can you do? I sit with my back pressed up against a brick wall watching the skies above. The stars shined bright above me as I watched. I smiled up to the sky. Each star seemed to shine brighter and brighter as the time went on. Sometimes, I like to imagine that one day I could be one of those stars, shining bright above everyone. Each night I could watch down on Earth from the beauty that is the night sky. 

        My stomach starts to growl as I sit. I haven't eaten anything in a good day, so I'm starving. Only problem is.. I don't have any money to buy any food. I look down at my frail body, skinny arms, small waist, skinny legs. You'd think that every girl would dream of being skinny, but me? I'd like to be curvier, or at least have some meat on my bones. I hate being like this, I wish I could be like those other girls. Everyday I see someone being all happy, and I loath them. I really do. Oh how much I want to be like them.

I stare to the streets around me. It's really slow tonight, not many people walking around. Barely anyone driving by. I knew that tonight I would get no money, and I would not be able to eat tonight either. I let out a sigh before standing up on my weak legs. My body feels like it's about to break any minute, but I can't do anything about it. I start to walk down the road back to my alley, back to my box, my home.

As I start to walk, my stomach starts growling uncontrolably. I really wish I could've made some money tonight. I look back up to the night sky as I walk, to all the stars. I close my eyes and make a wish. " Oh please.. Please.. All I wish for is a chance, that's all I want. Is a chance to be like everyone else, please...", I whisper to the skies above. It's a long shot, but it's all I can do right now...


I'm walking down the dark streets of Bradord, my home town, with my head low. I haven't been back since my music career took off, it's nice to be home. I look around at all the familair buildings, clubs, bars, everything that I remember seeing when I used to walk down this very street. Nothing seems to have changed, which is nice. I wrap my jacket tighter around my body, as it was getting colder. 

        As I kept walking I see an outline of what seemed like a girl walking down the street. She was pretty far ahead of me, though. She looked as though she had a rough night, and was stumbling back and forth, trying to stand up straight. I felt myself walk a little faster up behind her. As I got closer I noticed she had long black hair that went to her lower back, she had a frail frame, and she looked around my age. I kept up my pace following after behind her. 
               I'm not a stalker, or anything, but there's something about her that just doesn't seem right. Just from the way she walks, she seems.... different. I'm not exactly sure what it is, but there is something not right about her. 

        I try to stay as quiet as possible as I walk behind her. She looks left and right before walking down an alley. My curiosity takes over, and I find myself peeking around the corner of the alley. And she is no where in sight. It's like she just disapeared before my eyes. I furrow my eyebrows together in confusion. Where could she have gone? But the biggest question was.... Why was she here?
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