The Initials on My Wrist - 1D Fanfiction

Leah has always wanted to meet one direction. She has a bedroom covered in posters, a billion t-shirts and lets not mention how many concert tickets she has pinned to her wall, because there are more than enough. When her Mom becomes their manager, Leah, being 19, would much rather take her Mom's offer and come on tour with them instead of staying home alone for six months and tags along. The only problem is that it is the middle of summer, and she wont expose her wrists. That counts as sweater's, long sleeve shirts and warm jackets, only to hide two letters, the initials of the person who she secretly loves, and always has. What happens when that same person, doesn't love her back?

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10. Chapter Ten

Leah's POV

Zayn helps me stand up, and when I even kneel I get so dizzy my knees almost give out completely. I shake my head. "I can't." I croak out. Zayn puts his arm around my waist and he hold my hand, and I take a few steps before he sets me down on the bed. I sit on the bed, leaning against the wall.

"You have to take it off." He say again, feeling my forehead. I proceed, starting to slip off my Sweater.

Zayn's POV

I feel so horrible making her take off her sweater, but I know it is the best for her. As she slips it off, it uncovers her wrists and I see those two little letters again, but I still can't make out what they are. I realize how wrong it is that I am looking, so I untie the bandana around my neck and tie it around her wrist, hiding the markings on her wrist from us. She throws her sweater to the side. "Thank you," She whispers, before collapsing onto the floor.

"Leah!" I shout, shaking her, but she does not awake from her slumber. "Leah, Please!" I cry, tears forming in my eyes. "Boys! Get in here, right now!" I scream. "But Zayn," I hear Niall complain. "Get in here, all of you!" I shout, lifting Leah up and putting her in her bed. All four boys are standing at the doorway to her room. "What did her wrist have on it?" Harry asks. "I don't know I tied a bandana around it so she wouldn't be self conscious and I didn't see it. But we have a problem." I say, calming down a bit but still almost crying. "What?" Louis asks. "She won't wake up! She is still breathing!" I say, kneeling at the edge of her bed.

Harry's POV

She won't wake up, she won't wake up, she won't wake up, I hear Zayn say in my head over and over. I sit on the edge of Leah's bed, stroking her hair when Liam comes in holding a wet cloth. "Put this on her forehead, will you?" He says, frantically handing me the cloth and then running back out of the room. I set the cloth on her forehead, seeing the soaking wet cloth drip down her beautiful face.

That is when I remember that I can finally see what is on her wrist. I slowly pull her arm out from under the covers and start to slide the bandana up when an angry Zayn stops me. "What do you think you are you doing?! Can't you just accept that whatever is on her wrist isn't your business? I didn't even look at her wrist when she took her hoodie off because I knew how much it meant to her to keep it to herself." He snaps at me, putting her arm back under the covers and then leaving the room. I feel her cheeks, she is still sweating. I look around the room to see if I could find something to cool her off and then I spot a fan on the floor. I turn it on, aimed at the bed so it can cool her down. We get to take her to the hospital tomorrow, thank God. I leave her by herself and shut the door.

Zayn's POV

Harry leaves Leah by herself, giving her some alone time because we all know if she was awake that is what she would want. I have been texting her mom over the past day and today about Leah but she doesn't answer. All I know is that the first chance we get, Leah is being brought to a hospital and I am going to take her there, no matter what plans I have to cancel.

I open my laptop to see I have fifteen missed Skype calls, all from Perrie. I bring the laptop into the bunk area and I sit on the floor, so I can call her back. She answers on the first ring. "I have been waiting for you forever. You must be hanging out with that Leah girl, cheating on me probably." She snaps, forgetting to even say hello. "She is death sick right now, up to the point where she passed out today. I had to take care of her the whole time, I'm so sorry I couldn't get to you, Harry was using my computer and then didn't charge it so it was dead." I explain, thinking up the best excuse that I didn't hear it go off, because chances are I heard it but I just didn't listen. "Aw, I'm sorry. When you get off the bus will you come see me? I am coming to your concert!" She exclaims. "After I get back from the hospital with Leah, of course I will. I miss you more than anything right now!" I say, kissing the camera, hoping to make my best impression with her because I know I haven't been talking to her enough lately. "Okay Zayn. Thanks for calling me back." She says, and with that the call is over. And Leah is still not awake.

 

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