Psychic or Psycho?

Jace's POV

I kept running.

Away from him.

Away from my life.

Away from, everything.

I can't believe he said that. He just kissed me an then... He said that. Unbelievable.

"Jace, wait!" I herd in the distance, and then leaves rustling.

"Jace!" I shook my head and kept running, pushing leaves and branches out of the way. I felt a presence in back of me, close but I kept running until I found a clearing.

I stopped and fell to my knees. I put my head in my hands and felt a year slip down my cheek.

Why does my life have to be like this?

Why do I have to be like this?

why can't I be normal?

Why any people like me?

why can't LOUIS like me?

I heard footsteps in front of me. What? Why would they be in front of me?

I looked up.

"Zayn?"

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