Haunted Love

"Zayn, I'm scared"
"I'll protect you"
"Say you'll never let me go"
"I don't want to break another promise"
"Your different"
"That's just who I am"
"Its not the same"
"You've changed"



37. The Tattooed Boy

Your POV

i woke up to my alarm going off and Zayn in our room. "Wake up beautiful. Time for school" he said t me. I grumbled and got out of bed. I took a fast shower and got dressed. I blow dried my hair and Zayn asked if I need help. "Do you know how to straighten hair?" "Actually yes I do" "go for it" I handed him the straightener and I put my make-up on. I Made sure it wasn't too much. I had on my navy blue top, and white shorts on. I put on my pink sandals and kissed Zayn. "Thanks baby" I said. I grabbed my book bag and Zayn drove me to school. "I'll pick you up after school. I love you" "I love you too" he drove off into the sunrise. I turned and faced my new school. Lincoln Park (sorry if its anyone's school. Just made up one) I walked in and found the office. They gave me my papers and I saw a guy with tattoos and was smoking. He checked me out and laughed. He turned around and talked to his other friends that were just like him. I could tell he was trouble. I went to my first classroom, Social Studies. He introduced me to the class and made me sit beside the tattooed boy. I didn't like him. He smelled like alcohol and smoke. Class started and he kept on staring at me. It started to scare me. I left class in a hurry and ran into a girl. Our books fell and so did I. She helped me up and gathered our books. I just had a class with her. "Hi" I said hesitantly. "Hi! Aren't you the new girl?!" She asked me. "Yes!" I told her. "Hi! I'm Ann!! I can help you to your next class!!" "I'm Sara and sure!" This girl seemed nice. I liked her. She told me about the tattooed boy and how he was kicked out of school many times. She told me to stay away from him. I had to sit by him in every class. He talked about me and laughed at me in most of them. It made me think about my past, and my wrists. I shook that memory out of my mind and school ended. Zayn picked me up and told me we were going to meet our neighbours today. I didn't change. There was a knock on the door and I opened it. It was the tattooed boy. I hated him. I heard he hated me too. Zayn welcomed him in and they talked. I went to me and Zayns room and shoved my head into my pillow. I called Zayn and told him to come to his room. I told him about the trouble that I was having, but I didnt tell him who was causing it. He told me to ignore them. The next day went by. Then the next and everything got worse. He started appearing in my dreams. Then one day, Zayn left and wanted the tattooed boy to watch me. I was scared for my life. After Zayn left there was anger in the mans eyes. "I'm in charge" "no your not, your just making sure I don't leave!" "Which makes me in charge!" "No it fucking doesn't!!!!" "Keep screaming at me and ill take your phone away!" I couldn't believe this! I ran to my room and started crying. I texted zayn and told him I didn't want him to watch me. He said he had too. I sighed and then walked out back to the couch. "Where the fuck have you been?!" He snapped at me. "In my room!" I yelled at him. "Give me your phone!" He said. "NO!" I screamed in his face. I went to run to my room and the tattooed man cought up behind me. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me to the couch. "GIVE ME YOUR PHONE!" He screamed at me. I was scared. I have him my phone and he took it from my shaking hands. "DON'T LEAVE THAT SPOT!" He yelled again. I started crying softly so he didn't hear. I ran to my room when he walked to the kitchen and locked the door behind me.  "OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!" He screamed. I grabbed my backup phone and called Zayn. He answered. "Zayn! Come home! I'm scared! NOW!!" "Be there in 5!" He hung up and my door came crashing in. I screamed as he pulled me by my hair again and drug me down the stairs onto the couch. He slammed me on the couch, making me hit the arm with my head. My head started throbbing and he put each leg on the side of me. "YOU BETTER FUCKING LISTEN WEN I SAY SO!" He screamed. He hit me across the face and then Zayn came rushing in, pulling him off of me and hitting him. Once the tattooed boy fell to the ground, I went to go to Zayn but he pushed me down. Tears filled my eyes and he told me he didn't mean it. I know he didn't so I hugged him and took me back up the stairs to our room. 

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