Zoe's POV:

(A/N: before you read I'm going to warn you. There will be some serious topics that might act as triggers such as: cutting, self-starvation, depression, burning, etc... there will be strong language and mature content, chapter that will be triggering will have a '*' by the chapter, sexual chapters will have '**'. If you ever feel the need to talk to anyone about some of the previously mentioned topics please,please,please, do not hesitate to contact me via my social media which I will post at my end A/N or on here I'll give you my number and we can talk. Please realize that this story is just my imagination*makes Sponge bob's Imagination Rainbow* and this is not how I truly see the boys. Please do not share my story on other sites. If you want to translate the story message me. Lastly thank you for even clicking on my story!
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Welcome to Love Me For Me! Enjoy!!




~Morning

"Today's the day, Nat." I say to my best friend Natalie as we clean out our lockers on the last day of our Junior year.
"I'm finally gonna tell Liam I like him, and ask him out."
I shut my locker to reveal Nat leaning on her already cleaned out and closed locker.

"Zoe, I'm so proud of you for going through with this, you've had a crush on him since the beginning of last year. Can you just promise to try and not get your hopes up too high? I know you think you can handle rejection, not that he'll reject you, but I don't want my best bitch forever to get hurt." she smiles softly at me.

" That's why I love you Nat. you tell it like it is ." I lift the corners of my mouth in a small smile.
"Don't worry, I won't get my hopes up.." I lie. I've never believed in love, there's no truth to it. Love is so fickle. Yes, I hate rejection but I'll never love anyone and no one will ever love me. It's better this way.

I lean in and kiss her right cheek as she kisses my left, -we've done this ever since Middle School when we became obsessed with French movies- and part ways to attend our last classes of the school year.
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Finally the last bell of the school year rings and I'm nervous it's time for me to tell Liam Payne quarterback of Worthington High that I've had a crush on him all year. As I walk out of my class I see Natalie rushing towards me as fast as she can in her 5 inch heels

"IT'S TIME!! EEEEKKKEEE!!!" she squeals at me as I play with the strap of my purse and stare and my converse clad feet, you see I've never been girly or a twig bitch but I like to think I dress nice I mean this morning I just put on denim cut off shorts that cover my ass a hot pink tank top with a black beanie covering my straightened strawberry\dirty blonde\reddish hair (it never only looks one color), and my make-up doesn't look too bad just some black eyeliner and mascara...

"Hell-oh earth to Zoe!!" I blink and look up at Natalie

"Sorry Nat I'm just really nervous!" I say as I scan the area for Liam and his football team, I spot Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson, and my guy best friend Niall Horan aka the badass group at Worthington. I met Niall during summer our 7th grade year when he moved to California from Ireland into the house next door from me. We talked once and were instant best friends. Niall sees me and waves me over

"YO ZO GET OVER HERE!!" his accent has not changed since I met him all those years ago it's still thick and leaves no doubt that he's Irish. I slowly walk over and place my arm on his shoulder forcing him to crouch to my height which is short I'm 5'2"

" Hey Nialler, what's going on" I ask not making eye contact with his friends the only one I'm friends with is Louis but that only because he's Niall's 'best mate' -all of Niall's friends are British exchange students - and we're both always at Niall's house, I mean we get along really well together,the three of us, they're like two extra brothers .

Niall chuckles at my actions and says "I was just tell in' these blokes bout your tattoo!" I shake my head as Louis crosses his arms and walks closer

" Yeah, love when exactly when you gonna tell your bestie about this!?"
I laugh and reply "Sorry Lou! it won't happen again."

"you're goddamn right it won't Missy!!" I giggle at his reply

"OK Sass Master! I promise!" he smiles satisfied with my answer an returns to his spot in the circle. I hear a slow accent from near Louis

" What's a bird like you doing with a tattoo?" I think Harry says.
I slowly turn my head towards him "excuse me?" I ask.

"He doesn't see you as the type of bird-I mean girl to have a tattoo" the one named Zayn says "oh" is all I can manage to say before Abby runs and jumps on me.

"ZOOOOOOEEEEE!!!!" SHE SQUEAKS "ABBYYYYYY" I squeal back as she grabs my hand.

" it's time" she whispers in my ear and I start to feel nauseous because that means she spotted Liam,

"See you blokes latah!" I say in my best British accent causing all of them to laugh as they say goodbye

"See ya later little bird!" Harry calls after me in his raspy accent, as Natalie joins Abby and I. I spot Liam talking to his friends

"Girls I-I can't do this" I stutter. "YES YOU CAN!!" they shriek and shove me close enough where I can't run. There's no turning back now. My inner voice says as I walk up to Liam and his friends with all the confidence I can muster.

"Hey, Liam" I say in a quiet voice.

"Hey................." he drawls out, signaling that he forgot my name.

" Z-Zoe it's Zoe" I manage to get out.

"Right you're from my biology class.. you sat with that 'bad-ass' leprechaun right?" he asks putting air quotations around bad-ass with his fingers.

I narrow my eye as I respond "Yeah, his names Niall, but anyways I wanted to asks if yo-" he interrupts me laughing.

" Are you seriously about to ask me out? Haha!" , he laughs and all of his friends join in making the sound vibrate my eardrums. Still laughing he asks "Did you really think you had a chance?" He doubles over grabbing his stomach. I turn on my heels holding in tears and walk out of the school to where my green 2001 VW Beetle sits waiting for me.

" What's the matter, little bird?" I hear as I walk past the wall my car is parked by.

"Nothing" I mutter as I unlock the car and drive home. At least I don't have to worry about my parents asking why I'm crying since they're never home.
I hate crying. I absolutely loath crying. It makes me feel so fucking weak and pathetic. Crying is useless. Where does crying over your problems get you? No fucking where.

I drive home and run to my room and into my bathroom were I keep my razor,I run the blade over my left wrist four times, and watch my blood slowly ooze out of the cuts for a few minutes before wiping it off and washing my wrist. I can't believe I went three month without cutting to give in now, what the fuck is wrong with me? Once I've fully cleaned my wrist and stopped the bleeding, wrapping a bandage around it.

I walk into my room and switch my shorts, tank-top and beanie for sweats and my favorite hoodie throwing my hair into a messy bun. I walk back downstairs and flop down on the couch with a bag of sea salt and vinegar chips and watch my favorite show... Ridiculousness.

I fucking hate my life
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Notes

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