Chloe (You're The One I Want)

Chloe Brighton is the most ignored girl in her school. Her sister Jocelyn, turns every boy on while Chloe turns every boy off. Her only wish is to get her sister's boyfriend to notice her. And mostly, to catch feelings for Chloe.

For it is the one Zayn wants.

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4. Beautiful Behind These Scars

=Chloe= (BT-Dubs, Lea Michele is actually portraying Chloe. I know its bad timing since she lost Cory... but I sort of had to...sorry Glee Fans.)

I ran away from him.

I didn't want to look back. I couldn't.

Running for my life, he kept calling me to stop running away.  "Chloe! Chloe, come back! Please stop!" I couldn't stop. I zipped by students and teachers. Zayn didn't give up. It was Temple Run for me.

I was jumping over trash cans, turning left and right in the hallways. While Zayn was the monster that was chasing me all over. "Please Chloe, stop! I need to talk to you!" He didn't sound of breath but I was!

I skidded to the side and hid in a small corridor. "Chloe?" he asked. Whimpering softly, Zayn found me. "There you are." Now he sounded that he was out of breath. I wanted to just run away again. "Please just stay and listen." he begged. There was sadness in his dark eyes as I looked up at him.

"What did she do to you?" asked Zayn. I sat down against the wall and dug my face into my lap. "Nothing..." I whispered.

"Nothing?" Zayn lifted my chin to see my face covered in bruises and blood. "You call this 'nothing'? Tell me the truth. What did Jocelyn do to you?" I shook my head, "I can't say anything. Or she'll feed me to the dogs at the pound."

"And are you really going to believe her?"

"Yes," I squeaked out. Zayn chuckled and sat besides me.

"Don't listen to that slut. She's not going to anything wrong to you. Not when I'm around." he said in a hushed whisper. I whimpered softly looking at him. "What?"

"I-I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For putting you up with this trouble. I didn't mean to do this." He held my hand. And he held it tight.

"Don't worry, beautiful." A smile played on my lips. He called me beautiful...he called me beautiful. I'm beautiful behind these scars.

*

Everyone rushed to lunch. Today they were serving mac and cheese and I have to admit, it's pretty awesome.

I walked slowly. Zayn and Jocelyn were holding hands. A knife strikes my heart after seeing them being a couple after hearing him say that me, Chloe Elizabeth Brighton, is beautiful. The knife stayed there after thinking about I for a while.

Because I knew he was lying with his little ass. When I reached the lunch room, I sat at my regular seat.
Near the trash can.

Everyone got in the lines waiting for the famous mac and cheese while I sat down to  watch everyone. Jocelyn was gossiping about something.

Something about me...something about Zayn. Something about her.

I needed to know because when I heard her say 'Zayn' she rolled her eyes and smirked. Jo said something bad about him. Good thing Kylee and Rebecca were coming over because I can get on the evidence I can get.

But sadly that was two weekends from now.

I got into the line and waited. "Hey there," I turned to see Zayn. He was smiling which made me feel warm.

"Hi."

"You getting today's lunch?" he asked, paying no attention to my bruises and busted lip. That's what I loved about him. Zayn never paid any attention to your emotional and physical scars. And I needed that special attention from someone.

"Yeah. Are you?" I asked quietly.

"Sure. Where're you sitting?" I pointed to the table near the trash. Zayn's smile disappeared as we both moved up. "No, no, no. Not there. You sit with me today." My ears began to ring. The other half of my heart began to form.

"Really?" I asked.

We both moved up. "Yup. Never in a million years (Haha. Best Song Ever...I HAD TO,OK?!) will you sit there, by yourself, near the trash." I chuckled. "Oh! You smiled! See! You're beautiful."

Remember that knife in my heart?

Yeah. It's officially gone.

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