It's Complicated

Zoey Tomlinson thinks her life is amazing before she finds out things she isn't supposed to. There are things she was never supposed to know. She wants to know more, but her 'dad' tells her to drop it. He's saying everything she hears is a lie. But something tells her differently.


22. Chapter Twenty Two

Zoey's P.O.V.

    I don't trust myself. I have to do everything I can to not think about cutting myself. When I walked into the bathroom for the second time, I saw the razor in the sink from throwing it. I need to get rid of it. I carefully lifted it up and moved to the trash.

Drop it, Zoey. You aren't  a cutter. Harry and Louis will get you through this.

Don't throw it away! Think of how you're pain will go away when your blood is seeping through your wrist?! It will be gone and you won't be paranoid!

Stop! I'm not a cutter. I'm not a cutter. I will not cut myself.

    I dropped it in the can before I could argue with myself any further. I can't believe I was arguing about that. I'm not going to cut myself.

    I turned the shower on and took off my clothes before getting in the water. I let the warmth run down my back, letting myself relax.


Harry's P.O.V.

    Zoey scared me today. What if she actually did cut herself? I would be traumatized finding her knocked out on the floor. I'm so glad she stopped herself.

    I finished the pancakes and Louis and Zoey soon returned. I smiled. "Feeling better, Zo?" I asked. She smiled and nodded back. "Good." I said. "Now, pancakes." I said and put them on plates for us. Louis got some orange juice and poured glasses before bringing them to the table and sitting down. I also joined once I had the pancakes ready.

    "So what are we doing after this?" Louis asked. I shrugged and looked at Zoey. "I don't have any ideas." she said. "How about the mall?" Louis suggested. "Sounds good to me." I said. Zoey nodded. "So the mall it is." Louis said.


    We're at a store in the mall and Louis won't decide if he wants a blue or black shirt. "Ok, you decide and I'll take Zoey somewhere she wants to go." I said. "Fine, text me where you are." Louis said. I nodded and grabbed Zoey's hand, leading her out of the store. "So where to? Want some ice cream?" I asked. "Sure." she replied. I nodded and we walked to the food court, where Dairy Queen is.


Zoey's P.O.V.

    "I'll have a chocolate chip waffle cone please." Harry said and looked at me, telling me to tell the girl what I wanted. "Um, cookie dough in a waffle cone please." I said. She nodded and tapped some buttons. "That will be four- thirty seven." she said. Harry handed her his card. She swiped it and gave it back, before handing us our ice cream cones.

    We went and sat down at a table nearby. "That lady looked at me funny." he said. "Maybe it's because you're Harry Styles at a Dairy Queen." I said. "Nah, I don't think that's it." he said. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "How's your ice cream?" he asked. "Good, yours?" I asked. "Awesome." he replied. I nodded and we finished our ice cream randomly talking.

    When we were done, we threw our trash away and started walking down the hall. I found a penny on a chair and gave it to Harry. "Here, go make a wish in the fountain." I said. We walked over and he looked at me. "You, I already have everything I could ask for." he said. I smiled. Wait, is he talking about me? That's so sweet. Nobody had ever told me something like that before. "Harry, I-" he cute me off. "Shh." he said. He leaned closer until our lips were touching. Butterflies raced round in my stomach. It was then, that I realized I think I'm in love with Harry.


A/N: Guys school is driving me crazy! I'm sorry I can't update much! But hope you like the chapter :)

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