A/N: So here it is Chapter 8, sorry if it's boring and not long enough, I just had a horrible writers block and not time to write this story, but here it is.

Picture on the side of what I think Gavin should look like

Song: Pretend it's ok by Little Mix!

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Enjoy the chapter and sorry about the horrible end ( You'll see), please don't kill me!

Chapter 8

Sunday morning Zayn woke up with a stuffy nose and a massive headache due to all the crying he did last night while his boyfriend Niall held him close and whispered sweet nothings and then sung a song to him when he couldn't stop sobbing.

Flashback:

"You're safe love, he's not gonna get you!" Niall whispered to Zayn, trying to calm him down.

"Y-you don't k-know w-what he he's capable of doing! I'm sorry you had t-to see t-that!" Zayn sobbed tightening his grip on Niall's shirt.

"You don't have to apologize love, that guy's a dick!" Niall murmured

"I d-don't wanna c-cry anymore!" Zayn said trying to calm down.

Niall rubbed his back and began singing, he thought maybe it would call him down,

"You've got that smile

That only heaven can make

I pray to god everyday

That you keep that smile

You are my dream

There's not a thing I won't do

I'll give my life up for you

Cause you are my dream

And baby everything that I have is yours

You will never be cold or hungry

I'll be there when you're insecure

Let you know that you're always lovely-"

"Thank you!" Zayn whispered

"Shh, Want me to walk you in?" Niall asked

"No it's okay. I'll see you later right?" Zayn asked

"Course babe!" Niall smiled and gave Zayn one last kiss.

End of Flashback.

Zayn managed to drag himself out of his bed and into the bathroom to take a shower. He let the hot water relax his muscles only to tense up again when all the memories came flooding back, haunting him, not leaving him alone or breathe properly.

He felt like he was suffocating, he felt dirty and used, he washed his body until his skin was red but he still felt the same. He slumped down to the bath tub floor and brought his knees up to his chest and buried his head between his knees and cried silently not wanting his sisters or his mum to hear him.

He could still feel Gavin's dirty hands touching him, roaming throughout his body and whispering disgusting things on his ear while he hurt him over and over. He remembers himself standing on the edge of that bridge ready to jump. Harry, his Hazza, running up to him screaming his name and standing a few feet away from him crying and begging him not to jump and leave him alone.

The extremely cold rain pouring over over both of them soaking them wet, making them shudder, after a few minutes Harry had managed to grab him and pull him away from the edge and into his arms where Zayn sobbed and Harry comforted him. They got sick after it but Harry was happy his Zayn was still there with him, with his family.

"Zayn honey, are you okay? You've been there for a while!" Zayn's mum asked knocking on the door, Zayn freaked out and turned off the water.

"I'm fine mum! Don't worry!" Zayn answered carefully trying to even out his voice.

"Oh okay! Hurry up, breakfast's ready love!"

"I'll be right there!"

Zayn wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom and into his room where he quickly changed into his work clothes, grabbed his cell phone and wallet and walked downstairs.

~*~

Zayn walked out of his house and was greeted by Harry who hugged him tight. "How are you feeling Z!?" Harry asked.

"To be honest, I feel like shit! Why the hell is he back? I was happy!" Zayn said trying not to cry.

"He won't bother you again, if he does I'll beat the shit out of him!" Harry said.

"I know you will!" Zayn laughed and Harry smiled, he loved to make Zayn laugh.

"Ready for another day at work?" Zayn asked

"Yeah...so Louis and Niall are picking us up for school tomorrow!" Harry said

"Separately...?"

"No, same car. They pass the neighborhood on their way to school so it's no big deal!" Harry shrugged feeling Zayn's uneasiness.

"Oh, okay then!" Zayn smiled.

Like Zayn and Harry privately predicted in their minds, work was absolutely boring and it wasn't empty like some days; it was crowded and by the end of the day Zayn and Harry were falling asleep while walking home leaning against each other.

"Ooh!! I almost forgot, mum told me to tell you and I quote 'When's my baby cupcake coming over? I haven't seen him in ages!' And she's calling your mum to see if we can have one of those get togethers like we used to!" Harry nearly shouted startling Zayn making him jump a little at the sudden noise. He laughed at Harry's girly voice he used to impersonate Anne.

"Tell mummy Anne that I miss her!" Zayn said with fondness using the name he has called Anne since the day he met her.

"I will Z! I'm gonna go in now, I'm really tired!" Harry said opening his front door.

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow!" Zayn said and began walking to his house.

"Zayn Jawadd Malik! Where do you think you're going young man?"

Zayn stopped when he heard Anne, Harry's mum. He turned around to see Anne standing outside her front door with her hands on her hips smiling at him and he couldn't help but smile back. He ran towards her and she immediately opened her arms to catch him into a tight hug and Zayn snuggled against her placing his head on the crook of her neck trying not to cry.

She knew what had happened to him since she was the one that along with Gemma picked them up that dreadful day from the bridge, and after that he told her everything making her promise to not say a single word to Trisha since she was still grieving the loss of her husband and daughter.

Anne was a second mother to Zayn and his two sisters like Trisha was a second mother to Harry and Gemma, each woman treating the other's children as their own and to be honest Anne felt like she had lost one of her own when Doniya passed away.

The moment Zayn told her everything from what Gavin did to him to his suicide attempt at the bridge and Harry getting there just in time to save him, Anne was crying hysterically while holding Zayn and then Harry in her arms close to her chest resisting the urge to go out hunt Gavin down and kill him with her bare hands painfully nice and slow for hurting his baby boy.

"How are you feeling love?" Anne asked still holding him close and rubbing his back soothing him.

"H-He's back Anne!" Zayn confessed and Anne tightened her hold on him

"We're not gonna let him go near you sweetheart, Robin's working to see if it's possible to get a restriction order against him without Trisha knowing!" Anne said.

"Thanks! I don't know what I'll do without all of you!" Zayn sniffles.

"Oh sweetheart! Just remember that we all love you and your sisters so much, now go on, go to bed honey, you need it!" Anne said kissing Zayn's forehead.

"G'night mummy Anne!" Zayn smiled

"G'night love, sweet dreams!" Anne smiled.

Zayn walked to his house with Anne looking after him to make sure he got there safe even though it was only a few feet away, he opened the door and waved back at Anne before walking in.

"Mum? Girls? I'm home!" Zayn shouted and seconds later he was attacked by two giggling girls.

"Hey Zaynie!" Saffa and Waliyah said grabbing his hands and taking him to the kitchen where his mum was finishing cooking dinner.

"Hi love! How was work?" Trisha asked stirring the food then reaching for Zayn to hug him.

"It was fine!" He said hugging his mum back.

"Wash your hands please! Foods ready!" Trisha said.

After dinner Zayn was sitting in the living room watching tv next to Saffa, Waliyah and his mum sitting on the other couch.

"Zaynie?"

Zayn turned to look at Saffa, "Yeah squirt?"

"When am I gonna get this taken off? It itches and I tried to use a fork but it doesn't work!" Saffa mumbled half asleep and Zayn tried not to laugh at her cuteness.

"In a few more weeks love! Want me to take you to bed now? It's almost ten!" Zayn said and his little sister nodded.

"Mum, we're gonna go to bed!" Zayn said picking Saffa up.

"Good night loves! We're gonna go to bed too!" Trisha said and they all went to bed.

~*~

It was four hours later and Zayn still couldn't fall asleep, he tossed and turned around in his bed trying to sleep but he just couldn't. He couldn't stop thinking about Gavin, he didn't say anything to Harry but he was scared to go outside now that he was back.

He was so deep in thought that he almost missed the noise coming from downstairs, he got up to go check thinking it was maybe Saffa trying to get some water, something that was hard to do with her broken arm.

He made his way downstairs and into the kitchen expecting to see his sister but finding it empty and the light off, lightning illuminated the room at the same time he heard that sinister voice that still haunted him.

"Hello Zayn!"

Zayn turned around to come face to face with his worst nightmare, Gavin.

"W-What are you doing here? What do you want?" Zayn asked trying to sound like he wasn't scared but failing miserably.

"You fucking know what I want, don't act like you don't know shit!" Gavin growled

"How did you get into my house?" Zayn asked

"I already told you love," Gavin looked down to examine his nails as if he didn't give a shit about anything then looked back at Zayn with the most sinister expression "I came to take what's mine! You."

Gavin took a step forward hitting Zayn across the side of his head, Zayn feeling extreme pain before everything went darker.