Having made plans with his friends was probably the best thing Zayn could've done. His heart felt lighter and he felt himself more happier.
Louis, Lauren, and himself went to a bar to catch up and it went well, although Zayn still didn't tell Louis what was wrong.
Louis seemed to have forgotten the conversation they had earlier, which Zayn was thankful for.
Catching up with his best friends gave him the perfect distraction from the problems at home with Liam. He still didn't know how to handle the situation, but he knows he's not letting Liam play with him anymore.
Being slightly tipsy, Zayn decided it was time to go home. The bar they went to was only a couple of minutes away from his house so he decided to walk back home.
Once he got back to the house, he saw Liam on their porch talking to someone on the phone.
Liam noticed Zayn's presence and his eyes widened slightly. "Gotta go" he said, quickly ending the phone call. Zayn paid him no attention and walked into their house. He was careful to walk up the stairs and not trip since he was still feeling tipsy. He got to his room and sat on the bed. Several thoughts kept running through his mind, and they all revolved around Liam.
A knock on the door shook him out of his thoughts. "Zayn? Can I come in?" Liam said, wary evident in his tone.
Before Zayn could respond Liam barged into the room and sat down next to Zayn.
It was silent for a couple of moments with tension that could easily be cut with a knife.
"What's happening to us?" Liam said, breaking the silence.
Zayn shrugged, not even attempting to look at Liam. He knew that if he did, he'd see Liam's pained face and even if he was pissed off with him, he still didn't want Liam to be sad.
Instead of answering Liam, Zayn leaned over to the side of the bed to reach for his cigarettes. As he was about to take one out, the carton of cigs went flying out of his hand.
"Dammit Zayn! What the fuck is wrong?! What the fuck did I do?! You've been in a real pissy mood with me lately and I don't fucking like it!" Liam yelled, finally exploding.
Zayn looked at Liam, noticing he was pissed. Liam's fists were clenched and a vein on his forehead was prominent now.
Zayn chuckled darkly. He got up off the bed and started right down at Liam still sitting on the bed. "Why don't you go see if Andy's in a good mood, hmm? I'm sure he'd appreciate seeing you like this. Does that turn him on?" Zayn's voice gradually started to get louder and louder, accentuating his anger. "Stop acting like the fucking victim, darling. I know what the fuck you did with him! I saw you Liam, I fucking saw you! All this time you were giving me shit about cheating on you but you've been the fucking whore all along. Fuck you" Zayn seethed, trying to calm his anger down.
Zayn looked at Liam with rage in his eyes. Liam seemed dumbfounded by Zayn's confession. But all too quickly, he let out a choked out sound.
"Zayn, its not what you think" he said, with tears running down his face. "Don't leave me, I can't live without you. Please forgive me" he said, throwing himself on his knees and hugging Zayn's leg.
"Get off me Liam. Have some fucking respect for yourself." Zayn said, grabbing Liam's arm and pulling him up, which resulted in Liam flinging his arms around Zayn's neck, shoving his face there sobbing.
"P-please Zayn, I swear it meant nothing. It was j-just a kiss. Don't leave me" Liam pleaded with him.
Zayn's heart felt constricted. He felt that Liam was sincere but he just couldn't forgive him. He allowed Liam to cry it all out.
After a couple of minutes Liam's sobs turned into sniffles and he slowly stopped crying.
Zayn cleared his throat and took the opportunity to speak. "Its late right now, we'll speak in the morning. Go to sleep now Liam."
Liam nodded defeatedly and let go of Zayn. He made his way onto their bed and pulled the blankets back and laid there. "Please, stay here with me" Liam said, voice small.
"Liam, I can't." Zayn said, shaking his head and slowly leaving the room.
As he was about to close the door he heard Liam start sniffling again and his heart felt like it was being ripped out if his chest. He preferred to go through pain and suffering. He never wanted to see his baby like this.
He felt guilty even though he shouldn't.
"I'm gonna regret this" he said to himself quietly as he made his way back inside the room. He took off his shoes and his jeans. Deciding to leave his shirt on, he got on the bed as well and kept his distance.
But all too quickly Liam snuggled up close to him.
Zayn didn't move at all, choosing to not let Liam think everything was okay and dandy.
Once light snores starting coming from Liam, Zayn got off the bed and went to the living room. He took out the bottle of Henny he had hidden behind the couch.
He sat down on the couch and started singing to himself until his phone started buzzing. He unlocked his phone and saw he had a message.
| from: Drake
|
| hey bro, got some good news
| for you. Call me in the morningZayn read the message and smiled lightly. He couldn't wait to hear what this good news was.
He just wished he could share this excitement with Liam, but he didnt even have a clue that Zayn had already been signed.
He began to drink the Henessy out of the bottle as if it were water, trying to drown out the pain and anger he was feeling.
He winced but the liquid courage started building up inside him.
He decided to pay a little visit to the person that ruined his relationship. "I'm gonna fuck him up" he said to himself, then started giggling because he knows even though Andy looks big and strong, he didn't know how to fight.
He went back into the room and put on his pants. He stared at Liam sleeping so soundly.
"Why did you do this to me babe? We were supposed to have it all. You just ruined us for nothing" Zayn whispered. He left the room and went downstairs.
Time go make Andy pay.
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yes im alive and sorry for this update that took forever.
i've been working more hours but i finally got the chance to write.
Its currently 2:15am so sorry if this was shitty 😶
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Blame Game (ziam)
Fanfiction"I know that you are somewhere doing your thing, and when the phone called it just rang and rang. You ain't pick up but your phone accidently called me back and I heard the whole thing." - Kanye West, 'Blame Game' ×× C O M P L E T E D