Day: 73
Time: 12:00 am
i sit on a bench at the park. its quite dark outside and no ones really around, so no one notices me. i see the beautiful stars above me and i check the time on my watch it reads 12:05 AM and i realize its day 116 since the night me and zayn broke up. i swallow the lump in my throat and hold back the tears that are threatening to spill down from my eyes. i spent hours walking endlessly. my phones been going off like crazy so eventually i just turned it off. now all i hear is the wonderful sounds of the night. i sigh and realize for the first time i can actually breathe. i look down at my arm. its covered by my jacket but the images never really left my mind after the first time. ill never forget. for as long as i live. it felt odd and weird and wrong at first.. but after awhile it felt amazing but as soon as i finished and the blood dried and the only thing left was the stinging and itching of my arm. i realized how stupid it was. but the next day i did it again.. and again... and again.... no matter how stupid it is... it keeps me from drowning. but lately its not helping anymore and i need something else. i pull up my sleeve and see horrible red stratch marks on my arm. i didnt even realize i was doing this. i trace the marks with my cold fingertips and feel a tear fall from my eye and fall to my arm. i know eventually ill have to go back but i really dont want to right now.. but i get up anyway and head back. trying to think of what i am going to say...
As i walk in the hotel i close my eyes and breathe in. i make my way to the room and see the boys their and my manager is no longer in sight. i sit on the bed and face the boys i take a deep breathe and say "im sorry.. for the way ive been acting recently.. it has nothing to do with zayn. him and i are perfectly fine really. im just really tired." i smirk as i finish it. "i think maybe i am just a bit depressed. i dont really know why. but i am getting better. i am sorry for leaving and snapping at you guys. i really dont mean too. just been a bit snappy recently. i promise ill try harder to be better." i smile and i see them all return it. even zayn. the boys and zayn all come and hug me tightly, but somehow all i feel is the touch of zayns hands on my body..
BINABASA MO ANG
365 Days (ziam fanfiction)
Fanfictionwe fell in love... it was beautiful and magical... and then he tore it apart and stomped on it. i look at him now and see all our old memories... i wonder if he thinks of me too? if he still loves me like he used too.. but when he stares back at me...