Take me as I am.

I have to tell him what i did to myself. He's gonna be so pissed off. Well here he comes. Im so scared to tell him. But I have to. "Hey, so what did you have to tell me." Zayn asked cautiously. "Umm, I did it again. Im so fuckin stressed out." I said almost about to cry. "WHAT! Where? Let me see them. Please. There has to be more than stress to do that." Zayn replied. "Well there is more. Like he don't really like me, stressed out, people saying im ugly and I suck at singing. That I shouldn't ne in the band." I say as tears rolling down my cheeks. "Don't listen to them. Your one of our best singers in the group. We all have our own specialty in singing. Like im good at echos and holding them. Your good at getting into your music at writing our song. It's like your at home." He said trying to cheer me up a little bit. " Also, Liam told me he like's you more than a bestfriend should. You should tell him how you feel. He said how he loves your voice when you sing,
your smile, your happiness, and your sillyness. He likes everything about you." Zayn said with a huge smile. " Are you serious!? Really? Oh my gosh. If I talk to him about that promise me you won't tell him or the boys about how I selfharm." I said happily but serious. " I cross my heart. Now lets go inside. Nialler and Liam sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G..." He started to sing before we went to open the door.

Notes

it's not as long as I wanted it to be. But thanks to my very few viewers.