
Heal The Wounds
Flashback
Niall’s P.O.V.:
Liam brings a cup of tea for Luz; we follow him in the living room. “Angel?” Harry slowly shakes her shoulder. “Here’s the tea” He tells her. She slowly moves and takes the tea. “Thank you Li…” She mumbles.
“Will you stop mumbling?” I say, sitting near her, smiling and poking her shoulder.
“Let me mumble Horan.” She answers smiling.
Our Angel is back. I’m happy to have made her smile. That’s all we want. I wrap my left arm around her shoulders. She doesn’t push me away. She lets us help her. I’m glad. We’ll save her, as she saved Zayn. She’s our little sister. Stella sits next to her and plays with her hair. “Stella. If you do knots in my hair. I’ll kill you. For God sake, why do you guys touch my head? Do you know how much time it takes to do something with that?” She says staring at Stella.
“Yeah… Like Hours!” Stella answers with a false shocked expression.
“Vainglorious. Luz you’re the vainglorious master.” Harry tells her laughing.
“Yeah. I am. Don’t dare mess with my hair. What the hell is that habit of messing with my hair? What’s wrong with you freaky people?” She says shaking her head and laughing lightly.
The doorbell rings, Zayn opens the door and comes back with the girls.
Luz’s P.O.V.:
The girls enter in the living room. I stand up and hug them. “Whoa. I’m jealous. You’ve practically chased us!” Louis says laughing.
“Tommo. I did that because you guys stopped my anger before they came. If they had come with you, they probably had the same treatment. Sorry about that though.” I tell him seriously.
“It’s alright. You’re forgiven.” He answers.
They stay with me until 9pm; we watch movies and speak as if what happened that year without them never happened. I feel a little shy, with Zayn around. Whatever happened today, he still Zayn. I still feel my love for him. I love his hazel eyes, as more as before. I love his tongue biting smile. I love when he smiles shyly. I love when his eyes close a little when he’s laughing. I love his smirk when he does weird stuff. I love the sound of his voice. I love when he puts his hand in his hair and redo them. I love his vainglorious attitude. I love when he sing. I love how passionate he is when he does what he loves. I love him from head to toe. He’s just wonderful. He has been the best thing that ever been in my life. I love him. I loved him when he broke my heart and I still love him. So I can’t act like all of that didn’t exist. I can’t act like he wasn’t breath-taking, like he wasn’t that boy I love. I can’t be his friend, have a normal friendship with him. I can’t talk to him like I talk to the other boys. He is not the same, he’s not a brother, he’s my life, not to say more.
*Flashback*
Zayn enters in our living room. I look at him. He’s just amazing. No one knows how lucky I am to have him in my life, but that’s not the moment to enter into dreams. That’s the fifth time in few weeks that he lunches with Perrie. She’s his ex-girlfriend; does he really need to be with her that much? He’s mine, he’s my life now. Why does she need to see him that much?
“Zayn… We need to talk.” I say quietly.
“Hum?” He raises his eyebrows. “About what?”
“That’s the fifth time… Um… You go out with Perrie…”
“Yeah, what?”
“That’s cool if you want to be friend with her but… do you need to be seen together that much?” I say with exasperation in my eyes.
“Luz. She’s been my girlfriend for a moment before I met you. I have the habit of her.”
“Yeah… I know… but I feel like… like you replaced her with me… Like you needed to fill the void she left in you…”
“Come on…” He says don’t even looking at me.
“But Zayn… I…”
“Ok. Stop. That’s Perrie ok? She’s important to me! She… She knows me more than you’ll ever…”
“She knows you more than I’ll ever know you? That’s what you wanted to tell me?! I’ll never be at her level… That’s it?” I practically yell at him.
“Yes! She’s more than you’ll ever be! I love her! She still what I need. Happy?!” He shouts on me so hard that I step backwards.
“Ok.” I mumble. “Ok. I understand. I… ok.” I stammer. I feel myself half passing out. I sit on the couch. I hear him open our flat door and slamming it hard behind him. I start blubbering. My entire world is collapsing. I can’t live without him. I can’t. He means so much to me.
“Guys. I don’t chase you but… you ain’t going to sleep here? Because really, that’s night and I need to sleep. That was a long day…” I say giggling.
“You are chasing us.” Louis says laughing.
“Go home. Out of my house, you obviously can come back tomorrow or another day if you have time, but I refuse to let ANYONE sleep on my couch, in my bed or on my carpet.” I stated.
“You’re a party-pooper Luz.” El tells me.
“Yeah. Whatever. Out. You morons.” I say smiling widely. “Before I kick all of your butts.”
They all stand up slowly and wave me goodbye from the path. I turn off the lights and go to my bed. I slip into the covers and let myself sink in my dreams.
Liam brings a cup of tea for Luz; we follow him in the living room. “Angel?” Harry slowly shakes her shoulder. “Here’s the tea” He tells her. She slowly moves and takes the tea. “Thank you Li…” She mumbles.
“Will you stop mumbling?” I say, sitting near her, smiling and poking her shoulder.
“Let me mumble Horan.” She answers smiling.
Our Angel is back. I’m happy to have made her smile. That’s all we want. I wrap my left arm around her shoulders. She doesn’t push me away. She lets us help her. I’m glad. We’ll save her, as she saved Zayn. She’s our little sister. Stella sits next to her and plays with her hair. “Stella. If you do knots in my hair. I’ll kill you. For God sake, why do you guys touch my head? Do you know how much time it takes to do something with that?” She says staring at Stella.
“Yeah… Like Hours!” Stella answers with a false shocked expression.
“Vainglorious. Luz you’re the vainglorious master.” Harry tells her laughing.
“Yeah. I am. Don’t dare mess with my hair. What the hell is that habit of messing with my hair? What’s wrong with you freaky people?” She says shaking her head and laughing lightly.
The doorbell rings, Zayn opens the door and comes back with the girls.
Luz’s P.O.V.:
The girls enter in the living room. I stand up and hug them. “Whoa. I’m jealous. You’ve practically chased us!” Louis says laughing.
“Tommo. I did that because you guys stopped my anger before they came. If they had come with you, they probably had the same treatment. Sorry about that though.” I tell him seriously.
“It’s alright. You’re forgiven.” He answers.
They stay with me until 9pm; we watch movies and speak as if what happened that year without them never happened. I feel a little shy, with Zayn around. Whatever happened today, he still Zayn. I still feel my love for him. I love his hazel eyes, as more as before. I love his tongue biting smile. I love when he smiles shyly. I love when his eyes close a little when he’s laughing. I love his smirk when he does weird stuff. I love the sound of his voice. I love when he puts his hand in his hair and redo them. I love his vainglorious attitude. I love when he sing. I love how passionate he is when he does what he loves. I love him from head to toe. He’s just wonderful. He has been the best thing that ever been in my life. I love him. I loved him when he broke my heart and I still love him. So I can’t act like all of that didn’t exist. I can’t act like he wasn’t breath-taking, like he wasn’t that boy I love. I can’t be his friend, have a normal friendship with him. I can’t talk to him like I talk to the other boys. He is not the same, he’s not a brother, he’s my life, not to say more.
*Flashback*
Zayn enters in our living room. I look at him. He’s just amazing. No one knows how lucky I am to have him in my life, but that’s not the moment to enter into dreams. That’s the fifth time in few weeks that he lunches with Perrie. She’s his ex-girlfriend; does he really need to be with her that much? He’s mine, he’s my life now. Why does she need to see him that much?
“Zayn… We need to talk.” I say quietly.
“Hum?” He raises his eyebrows. “About what?”
“That’s the fifth time… Um… You go out with Perrie…”
“Yeah, what?”
“That’s cool if you want to be friend with her but… do you need to be seen together that much?” I say with exasperation in my eyes.
“Luz. She’s been my girlfriend for a moment before I met you. I have the habit of her.”
“Yeah… I know… but I feel like… like you replaced her with me… Like you needed to fill the void she left in you…”
“Come on…” He says don’t even looking at me.
“But Zayn… I…”
“Ok. Stop. That’s Perrie ok? She’s important to me! She… She knows me more than you’ll ever…”
“She knows you more than I’ll ever know you? That’s what you wanted to tell me?! I’ll never be at her level… That’s it?” I practically yell at him.
“Yes! She’s more than you’ll ever be! I love her! She still what I need. Happy?!” He shouts on me so hard that I step backwards.
“Ok.” I mumble. “Ok. I understand. I… ok.” I stammer. I feel myself half passing out. I sit on the couch. I hear him open our flat door and slamming it hard behind him. I start blubbering. My entire world is collapsing. I can’t live without him. I can’t. He means so much to me.
“Guys. I don’t chase you but… you ain’t going to sleep here? Because really, that’s night and I need to sleep. That was a long day…” I say giggling.
“You are chasing us.” Louis says laughing.
“Go home. Out of my house, you obviously can come back tomorrow or another day if you have time, but I refuse to let ANYONE sleep on my couch, in my bed or on my carpet.” I stated.
“You’re a party-pooper Luz.” El tells me.
“Yeah. Whatever. Out. You morons.” I say smiling widely. “Before I kick all of your butts.”
They all stand up slowly and wave me goodbye from the path. I turn off the lights and go to my bed. I slip into the covers and let myself sink in my dreams.
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The fanfic is "Heal the Wounds P.2"
4/17/13