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Chapter 2: Hangovers and memories

Hi guys, I love you guys and definitely ok_Z1Diall and Ziall4TheWin91393 . You guys inspire me and don't give up on life my comrades *grumbles because I sound like an old politician* anyway enjoy the sad chapter. I love this photo, Zayn looks soooo cute. Warning! Trigger up ahead!!! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Zayn POV:

Ugggghhhhh, why do I feel like I've just been hit by a train? I groan again and sit up from wherever I was lying down. I look around and blink a few times to clear my vision a little. When its finally clear enough to see, I gasp. Lying down next to me is.... Niall. He is naked and his clothes are on the floor of the King bed that we are in. I failed to notice that I was naked too and when I looked down, I saw that I was naked! I jumped out of bed and landed on the floor with a thud! 

The first thing I notice is the horrible burning sensation in my ass. I nearly scream from the pain but I cover my mouth before I make a huge noise and wake Niall up. Unfortunately he wakes up and looks at me with confused baby blue eyes. I see him look around before finally coming back to me and smirking.

"Wow Zayn, I never knew that you would be such an insatiable animal but, last night was amazing." Niall says while smirking. I gasp and tears start prickling the corners of my eyes. Tears start flooding my vision and I stand up wobbly and run into 1 of the three doors in the room. Hoping that one will be the bathroom. I choose right as I stumble into the en suite bathroom. I lock the door and face my back towards it as tears roll down my cheeks. I can remember that day like it was yeaterday:

*Flashback*

My 9 year old self waves to mommy as she goes out for the night. Before she leaves she turns around, hugs me and tells me that she loves me. I wave and scream goodbye at her before I quickly run upstairs to my room and lock the lock with a click before I crawl into a corner and wait for his horrible voice to call out to me. I hate Daddy. He always does bad things to me. He hits me, throws things at me, puts his willy in my bum and does other painful things. Sometimes he brings his friends over and they also treat me bad. Why? I don't know. He always does it when mommy is not around so when she comes back she doesn't notice. 

"Zaaayyyynnn" My dad calls out to me.

"Zayn, please come out. Daddy and Bradley want to play with you." My daddy cooes at me, but I know better. Him and his friends, especially Mr Bradley treat me the worst. They always leave me battered and bruised and full of blood. I certainly don't like any of them.

"Zayn! Zayn!!! I give you 10 seconds to open this door!!! or else you will Be PUNISHED worse than what we ever did!" He screams and I scramble to the door and open it for him before running back to the corner.

"Zaynie, Zaynie, Zaynie. You've been a bad boy. And you need to be punished." He says as he stalks slowly to my like a predator to its prey. My fear intensifies and I know not to talk or it will get worse for me. All of a sudden he flings me on the wall and I scream out because of the pain and I could hear my bones cracking. I screamed as he came closer with a menacing and evil smirk and the only thing I heard before the torture started and I lost half my consciousness was him saying, "Lets get started now, shall we?"

I am screaming as those memories relive themselves in my mind over and over again. I feel so violated. I feel like a dirty nobody. I feel like a whore. Just like my dad used to call me. I don't even realise that Niall broke the door down and is slowly walking towards me. Saying words of comfort. I thrash and scream while I try to get out of his arms. I hit and cry as I let go of all the pain and hurt that I bottled up over the years. I know that I will never be the same. I calm down slowly as Niall tightens his grip on me while muttering sweet, comforting words in my ear.

The last words that go through my mind before I enter my blissful unconsciousness is Niall. Please save me. Don't let them get me. I love you.

Niall POV:

Zayn slumps in my arms and I breathe out a sigh of relief. I was hysterical with worry when I heard his screams. I know a little about what happened to him. I never knew that it was this bad. I sigh and bath both of us before taking us back into my room. That's right. My room. Yep, my parents are rich. I dress Zayn up in some of my clothes but as I try to separate us and go down for some food. He whimpers. I quickly give him a body pillow and he snuggles into it but still has a frown on his face.

I quickly rush downstairs and the maids prepare some food that I take upstairs for me and Zayn. I took a lot so that he can be fed well. As I enter the room, I see him whimpering and he pushes the body pillow away while patting around looking for something. He whimpers again and I see him start to cry so I put my hand in his hand. I put the food on one of the tables close to the bed and he pulls me on to him. I land on the bed with a 'huff' and directly on top of him. You'd think that he would wake up by now, but no. He is fast asleep and clinging onto me. I finally see him smile in his sleep and I'm happy that I have that effect on him.

I roll to the side so that I don't crush him under my body weight and we are facing each other. He is still clinging on to me so I settle for brushing his hair aside and staring at him. I take in all his feminine yet nerdy features. His high cheekbones, long lashes, plump lips, lightly tanned skin with no blemishes whatsoever. I go down his neck to his chest and I stop there because I can see the faint outlines of scars and a few tattoos. I will ask him about that later. I eventually give up looking at him and fall into a blissful and joyful sleep.

I hope that Zayn will give me the chance to explain about my life and trust me enough to tell me about his. I think as I fall asleep holding him tighter in my arms. 

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Hi guys, please don't hate me. *Runs behind row of bodyguards* I am introducing the climax to you guys and the next few chapters will be a bumpy ride. By the way, should I make this an mpreg? or leave it as it is? Who's POV would you guys like to see in some random chapters?Thank you for reading. I love you guys.

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