Going InZayn [SEQUAL TO TAKING THE WRONG DIRECTION]

Chapter 13

"Mr. Cowell is ready to see you now," Simon's assistant, Isabel, said. I wiped my sweaty hands on my trousers and walked into the office behind Harry. The five of us took our seats, Harry and Louis to my left and Niall and Liam to my right. Niall slipped his hand into mine for comfort as Simon walked in. His eyes imidiantly landed on me and Harry. Gabe was standing behind him, looking profesional in her gray suit and high, straight ponytail. Simon broke his eyes away as he took his seat.

"I want to know what the hell happened. What had to happen to make you try to kill yourselves. Twice, even," he asked, eyes on me as he mentioned the twice part. All five of us had nothing to say.

"We didn't want to Si," Harry spoke up.

"Didn't want to? You didn't want to die? You perposely tried to kill yourself!" His fist slammed onto the desk and Gabe smirked behind the desk. My jaw tightened and I wanted to slap her. "What are you looking at Zayn?" Simon yelled, turning to Gabe, not theat he could see her. My face grew red and Niall squeezed my hand.

"You are some show Zayn. When can I see you preforming.. in the circus?" Gabe asked smugly. In case you haven't noticed, I haven't been taking my schizo meds lately. Yes, schizo meds. I have been diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia, Gabe being the paranoid part of it. I lost it when the doctors told me. I was crying on Niall's shoulder for an hour.

"Shut up," I mumbled, not really meaning to. Everyone stared at me.

"Exuse me?" Simon asked. Gabe leaned across Simon's desk.

"Something you want to tell me?" she asked. I ripped my hand from Niall's and slammed Simon's desk.

"Get away from me! What did I ever do to you?" I yelled.

"I'm not here because I want to be! I'm just a hallusination, you know, like the kind crazy people have."

"I AM NOT CRAZY!!!" Gabe leaned in a little closer to me. My breaths were coming in quick, shallow rounds. I hate screaming like that, but Gabe needed it.

"Then why are you screaming at a wall?" she asked, officially winning the arguement. I sucked in a breath and turned to the others. They all stared at me in fear. Even Simon was speachless, which was rare.

"I- i just. It was Gabe! She pi- you know what, I need some freaking air," I grumbled, marching out of Simon's office. Isabel stared as I stormed past her and for the stairs. I ran up three flights of stairs until I reached the rooftop. The sound of fire sirons greeted me as I opened the door and stepped out. Breath in and out Zayn. In and out. In and out. I closed my eyes and paced some, trying to calm myself from having an agresion episode.

"That was interesting," someone said. I froze and opened my eyes, turning to the sound. There was a guy there, feet dangling over the edge of the building. He turned to me and smiled. I could tell by his tone that he was homosexual.

"You saw?" I asked. The guy laughed and stood up, dusting the dirt from his pants. He had on really tight gray pants and a white tanktop.

"I'm just another hallusination. I see everything. That's how we make your life a living hell," he explained. I smiled for the first time in two monthes. Since the car incident.

"Got that right. So, um, who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Saith. And you're Zayn. Huge fan! I think your tattoos are super sexy," Saith said, a bit of fangirling coming out in him. I laughed at the thought of a guy finding me sexy.

"Thank you," I said with a laugh.

"Zayn?" someone said behind me. Saith and I turned to see Niall standing at the doorway.

"Hey Nialler."

"You call him Nialler, that is so cute!" Saith squeaked. I laughed and rolled my eyes some. I like him so much better then Gabe.

"Gabe?" Niall asked.

"No, this is Saith," I said, then remembering Saith was only in my head. I glanced over at Saith, who was giving me a flirty eye girls normally give me. I had no idea how to respond.

"Okay. I just wanted to be sure you were okay," Niall said.

"Yeah, I just... needed some air." Niall came closer and took my hand. Saith wasn't happy about that.

"Have you been taking your meds?" he asked. I shook my head, knowing I couldn't lie to him. I only took them in the hospital, and they only made Gabe more infuriating.

"Why?"

"They don't work."

"I doubt that."

"Niall, the meds make it worse," I said. We were quiet for a while.

"How about theropy?"

"It's helping some." It helps when Gabe isn't there.

"Do you want to go back to the others now?" I thought about it for a moment, then shook my head. Simon was most likely furious with me riight now. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I don't want to see Simon lose it with me," I explained. Niall nodded and tightened his grip on my hand, pulling me down to the office again. I sat in a chair in Simon's waiting room as Niall went back to the others. Simon's office was made of glass. You could see what he was doing , just not what he was saying. Niall sat down next to Liam while Simon was talking to Liam. Si turned to Harry, speaking to him. I could tell he was yelling. A tear slipped out of Harry's eye and Louis stepped in to defend his younger mate. Simon rubbed his face and told them to get out. The guys left, looking like they just got off a deadly rollar coaster.

"That went well," Liam said sarcastically. I wanted to smile, but I couldn't. I knew Simon was mad because of me, Harry's just fanning the flame.

I really screwed up One Direction.