He had me in his grip, by my hips and he was slowly leaning in towards me. Our nose tips touching. I pushed him away but he just came right back. Was he trying to tempt me? But I'm not going to kiss him cuz I love Zayn. Right? I don't even know any more! First I have feelings for Zayn then I get feelings for Harry. Next thing I knew max's lips were on mine.
Max kissed me. I was shocked I tried moving but my body wouldn't move. He gently bit my lower lip so I would let him in. I didn't know what to do. I closed my eyes cause it looked awkward. I was about to kiss him back when his soft warm lips were gone. His lips were ripped off mine. I slowly opened my eyes. He was pulled from me. But by who? I looked behind him and there was Harry.
Harry-"how could you!"then he snapped at me. "I LEAVE YOU ALONE FOR LIKE 5MINUTES AND YOU GO KISSING STRANGERS......UGH!!!! I SAW THE WAY YOU LOOKED AT MIKE!AND NOW THIS!!!!!! YOU'RE SUCH A SLUT!"
I couldn't help but let a tear slip down my cheek. He called me a slut. Maybe I am. I couldn't take this any more! My stupid feelings! I ran away from him. I think I was in the kitchen now. I couldn't see all to well my eyes were blurry from tears wanting to escape my eyes.
"Ana!" I heard a voice behind me. A way to familiar voice. Harry's voice to be exact. I dot want to hear what he has to say. I ran straight and came across a hallway. I ran to the first door and I opened it. Thank goodness it was the bathroom.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I had my mascara all over my cheeks from all the tears and my eyes were puffy red. I looked like a mess. I need someone. Someone to hold me and tell me that 'Harry didn't mean it' or 'he was hurt' but no one was there. I opened the mirror an inside was a razor I got it and without thinking I slipped it on my wrist deep and slow. I could feel all my worries go away. Soon after small little dots of red blood formed in a straight line. The skin around the blood was puff and pink. The blood soon covered the whole line and started to drip down in the sink.
"Ana open the door." Someone said. But who? That voice gave me butterfly's and always confers me. Not Harry's. Not jai or Jason's. I slowly leaned towards the door and twisted the door nob. I opened it and it was Zayn. I hugged him forgetting about my wrist.
Shit! I gotta go after her. I chased after her but soon lost her.
Harry-"ANA!" I screamed but got no respond. God what have I done.
I hugged Zayn tight not wanting this moment to end but he slowly pulled away. He grabbed my wrist about to pull me out of the bathroom
Me-"ow!" Shit he grabbed where I had cut and It felt like hell. He looked back at me. Then looked at my wrist.
Zayn-"Ana. Why?" I looked straight into his brown beautiful eyes. He had guilt in his eyes. But why? He didn't do anything
Me-"Zayn It's not your fau----" I got cut of by a voice behind Zayn.
"Ana! Thank goodness. Look I'm sorry." He said pushing Zayn aside. It was Harry. Hasn't he caused enough problems.