A surprise update. I'm gonna update as much as I can, I won't be able to update a lot from this Monday.
Enjoy reading.
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I forget to join my father at the hearing and he sent a guard to get me. And for forgetting, he made me do seventy pushups after the hearing. And he scolded me for another hour. My ups are Zayn, my downs are my father.
That night, I massage my arms, wincing at the ache. But I'm smiling too, at the thought of Zayn. This feels so good, to be liked back like this. We are dating now, how good that feels. We are in a relationship now.
My father doesn't let me meet Louis for another three days. And getting impatient of my absence, they both sneak into my chamber around midnight to give me Zayn's reply. I shower them with kisses and hugs before opening Zayn's reply, my heart thudding in excitement.
Dear Liam,
You have to warn man! You nearly gave me a heart attack with that reply of yours. Trust me, I would have died of cardiac arrest because of you. I never in a million years expected you to reply back, but here you are, proving me wrong like all the time.
God, Liam. The amount of happiness I felt after reading your letter....it made me want to shout my lungs out in happiness. I can't describe it in words. And no, I didn't know you felt the same. I thought you never liked me.
I'm an idiot. 'World's biggest idiot' like Harry quotes. And he is right. Damn.
Did your father hurt you? Are you okay now? You got me worried at that. Please tell me you are okay. I'll kill him if he ever lays a hand on you again, warn him for me.
And actually, Harry never told me they saw us that night. He is decent, unlike Louis. But after Harry knew that I knew, he won't stop teasing me as well.
Come on, let's push both of them off a cliff together.
I'm so happy you said yes. I will do anything to keep you with me. Anne was ecstatic when she heard about this. She gives us her blessings. Des too.
How is Snow? I miss him as well.
Not more than you though. I really want to hold you. Remember that evening when we both watched sunset together while holding each other? I miss it. So much. Amour is doing great, by the way. She doesn't have anyone to give her strawberries, so I took up the place. She is starting to like me and she obviously misses you.
And, is Louis and Niall reading my letters as well? I think so, and can you not let them? I might be very honest and I have things that I will only want to share with my future life partner. No offence, but Harry never lets me read Louis' letters. Eye for an eye.
I'm already waiting for the next time I will get to see you. I miss you so much.
With pouting heart,
Zizi.
I laugh at his letter while Louis and Niall glare at me.
"You're kicking us away already" Louis grumbles. "Only want to share with my future life partner? My foot!"
"Oi" I protest "He is a private person, Louis"
"No, this letters are so amazing to read." Niall whines. "You can't do this to me"
"Sorry guys" I shrug. "It's okay, I will tell you what he tells me, just don't read my letters anymore"
"Fine" Louis crosses his arms across his chest and pouts like a five year old.
"I'm sorry, Louis" I say while he just grumbles. "Niall...."
"It's okay, just tell me" he smiles "Now, Louis. Act mature"
"Piss off, Niall"
It gets me half an hour to chase his pout away. And I write back to Zayn.
Dear, Zizi.
Louis is annoyed with you for not letting him read your letters. I'm glad I made you happy. I'm happy too, way more than I've ever been. I wish I can be with you now. I miss you so much too. I wish I hadn't pushed you away at all. But realizations take time to happen. And it's worth it. And I'm fine now. I really am, you don't have to worry.
To be honest, Zi, I don't know if he will ever let me visit again. He will never let me leave the kingdom again. I'm so sorry.
But I will try, yeah? I will try to convince him to let me visit again. But not so soon.
And Zizi, there are things you need to know.
He grounded me when he knew that I like a guy. I couldn't write to you or even meet Louis or Niall, for months straight. I had to lie that I don't like a boy. I told him it's Zach Mendes he heard me hanging out with, let's keep it that way. I don't want you to gain hatred from my father, please understand. Or you guys ending up in some fight because of this.
And, please don't get mad. But I told him that I like a Princess, just to make him believe me. It worked and now is that he lets me visit Louis. I always write letter from Louis' chamber to you, just a precaution.
How are you? I want to know how your days are.
I miss you. Please take care of yourself.
Always thinking of you.
Yours sincerely,
Liam.
And the letters continues to flow in between us. The more days passes by, the more papers are added to the letter.
I feel like I did the right thing by accepting him. He is worth fighting for. I just wish we will make it till the end. I know I have been happy lately, ever since I started writing to him. And it feels so good to feel his affection through words. From his words itself, I can just see how much he cares for me, cares for this, for us. Whenever I say my father scolded me for something, he writes all the stupid and cheesy things to make me smile.
I just wish we will make it till the end.
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"You had one work, Liam" my father says angrily "You had one work and you mess it up"
I don't dare to look up as I stare at my foot. I forgot to feed the horses and fetch them water, too busy re-reading Zayn's letters in Louis' chamber.
Now I regret it.
"I'm sorry father" I mutter "It won't happen again"
"My foot!" he snaps and I go silent. "What has gotten into you though? You have been different lately. What's going on?"
"Nothing father" I sigh "I'm sorry for forgetting my duties. It won't happen again"
He grumbles as he sits down on one of the couches. My mother fetches his drink for him while I remain standing.
"You have been visiting Louis too much lately" god no, please no. "What have you been doing with him?"
"I spend time with Snow" I lie quickly "That wolf he found in woods"
"You have been spending time with that useless animal?" he asks in disbelief and I bite my tongue to stop myself from defending Snow.
"He likes me" I mutter "I like him too."
"You're not visiting Louis" he announces and my shoulder's slump down.
"But, father. He is my best friend"
"I don't care"
"Please, father" I say softly "I won't forget about my duties anymore. I promise"
"Does he have any other friend in Francis other than his faggot boyfriend?" calm down, calm down.
"No, I don't think so"
"What happened?" my mother asks him.
"He has been sending too many letters to Francis" he says and I feel dread fill me "Two at a time. He could just seal it as one, but he is writing to two different people. And you-you have been spending time with him. Two letters leave the castle every time you visit him"
God, only my father will research this further in to this.
"Father, you asked if he had any friends" I lie again "But you didn't say people. He writes to Princess Gemma sometimes or Queen Anne"
"I don't think so"
"Just saying, father" I shrug "You can assume whatever you want"
"Don't talk to me like that" he says and I purse my lips.
"But he might be right" my mom says and I pray god that I shouldn't get caught.
"I'm going to personally oversee who the letters are for" he nods to himself and time to warn Louis.
"Can I go hang out with him?"
'What did I say about that?"
"Father, please" I insist "Do you think I'm writing to someone?"
"Yes"
Oh no.
"George, we are over this" my mother says tiredly "The more you are strict, the more he turns sneaky."
My father ponders over this and nods to me after few minutes. I walk away silently. I literally rush to Louis after that.
"My father found out!" I exclaim as I throw the door open only to freeze. The Queen and the King, Louis, they all stare at me. My face burns in embarrassment.
"Um, hi Liam" Louis says non chalantly, as if I just didn't give myself away.
"Hello" I say softly "Your majesties"
"Hello Liam" King Mark greets me, Snow resting on his lap. Snow literally befriends everyone, except my father, that is. "Long time, no see"
"I have been busy" I shrug pathetically. "How are you, my King?"
"Very well" he smiles "Come on in"
I walk in hesitantly, still completely red. I sit across to them and Snow immediately leaps at me. I let him scent him as usual.
"So, Liam" Queen Jay says, a smile that I dread upon. That smile that tells me that there is a very serious talk coming up. While the King is supposed to be remain neutral, he can't help me with my father. They were close friends, close enough that my father made the King my god father but after Louis' declaration of love for Harry, I have a feeling the King distanced himself away from my father. But the Queen, she scolds my father for the way he treats me. Louis just can't keep his mouth shut.
"Yes, Queen Jay"
"What did your father find out about?" she asks and I choke. Louis winces while King Mark patiently waits for me to reply.
"Um, uh" I stammer, looking around for some idea to find a lie because I'm not sure they will support me in this. "It's just, uh-"
"Liam" she intervenes, "You know that you can tell me anything, right?"
"Uh, I- yeah" I look at Louis for some help.
"Your call" he mouths and I glare at him.
"Nothing to worry, Queen Jay" I put on a sweet smile but by the side tilt of her head, she knows I'm lying. "Just the usual complain about my father, you know"
"He has been very paranoid lately, though" King Mark muses "When it comes to you. What happened?"
"Um" I don't want to lie to them, but I can't say the truth either. "The usual"
"Liam, explain me what's usual here" Queen Jay says.
"Uh" I scratch back of my head.
"God, you're so obvious" Louis mutters. "Mom, dad. He likes someone"
I gape, while King Mark looks at me in surprise while Jay smiles knowingly.
"Really, who is it, boo?" she asks him and I shake my head frantically at him.
"Uh, that's the problem" Louis says in fake-sadness.
"Why? Who is it?" King Mark asks and I start sweating from nervousness. Louis looks at me and they all wait for me to say it.
"Um" I can't say it, it's not like I don't trust them. I think I'm just shy to do so, this is first time I'm in a situation like this.
"Mom, remember I told you about Harry's-" Queen Jay cuts Louis off in excitement.
"Sister Gemma? Such a sweet girl she is. A bit older than Liam, though" she muses "That's not a problem. But you both would do a beautiful pair, wouldn't you? Why didn't you just tell me, Liam? I-"
"Jay" the King interrupts "Let the boys talk"
"Yeah" she nods and I look down.
"It's not Gemma, mom" Louis winces again "Its Harry's best friend."
"Who?"
"Prince Zayn"
A stunned silence fills us and I refuse to look at the elders.
"That's..." the King trails off and I bite my lip hard.
"Unexpected" Queen Jay finishes, worry lacing her voice.
"Mom, please" Louis says sternly "You've got to support him, you can't freak him out now"
"No, Louis" King Mark says "Its George we are dealing with"
"Yeah, I have no doubt he won't allow this" Queen Jay says and I close my eyes. I knew it, but someone else confirming it is only worsening it.
"Mom!"
Soon, I feel Louis sit beside me. "Hey, it's okay. Don't worry, I'm here"
"I'm sorry, Liam" Queen Jay apologizes.
"It's okay, I don't blame you for worrying" I say silently, refusing to meet her eyes.
"What is he like?" King Mark asks me and I couldn't help the smile that breaks through as I thought of Zayn. Beautiful, gorgeous, caring, gentle, brave, honest, and so on.
"I see" Queen Jay says in amazement and amusement and I frown up at her blankly.
"You talked aloud, idiot" Louis face palms. My eyes widen and I groan in embarrassment, hiding my face from them.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was talking aloud" I say and Louis laughs at me.
"Looks like the list is endless" King Mark says in a teasing tone.
"I have never heard you describe someone like that before" Queen Jay says in amusement.
"Describe? He just rambled" Louis rolls his eyes.
"Louis, don't even start me on your rambles about Harry" Jay raises an eyebrow at him.
"Fine, fine" Louis mutters and the elders turn to me.
"Um" what more do they want me to say?
"Does he like you too?" Jay asks me and I smile, ugh, shyly. I try to suppress it, but I fail.
"I think so" I settle for it.
"You think so? He literally couldn't shut up about you" Louis says dramatically "Liam this, Liam that. 'Why does he keep pushing me away?' 'Louis, what is his favorite animal?' 'Louis, why is he so beautiful?" "Louis?! Look at that smile!-"
"Stop making things up" I interrupt, red faced.
"I'm making things up?" he asks accusingly "You weren't the one to go through that, Payno. It was me and Harry. Sometimes Niall"
"As if you shut up about Harry" I shot back, defending Zayn. He raises his eyebrows at me but I ignore him.
"Please don't tell my father" I plead Queen Jay and King Mark. They exchange unsure glances. "He knew that I like a boy. He grounded me and it wasn't pleasant. Please don't tell him"
"But you can't keep this from him" Queen Jay says and just the thought of my father coming to know is sending a shiver down my spine. He won't let me write again at all.
"Mom, he will kill Liam if he comes to know" Louis says critically "Please. Right now, he is just working on his relationship with Zayn. We have made Commander George to believe Liam likes a girl. Please don't do this"
"I'll tell him" I say reluctantly "But not just now. Please give me some time"
Something on my face must be vulnerable. So they both nod silently.
"Just be careful" King Mark says and I nod. "But you said you got caught?"
"Louis" I turn to him "He connected the dots. Every time I visit you, two letters leave to Francis from you. He thinks I'm writing one of them"
"God, this man" he says in disbelief "Just tell him I'm writing to Queen Anne"
"That's what I said" I say "But I doubt he believed me"
"It's okay, I will take care of this" King Mark says "I know how George is. You deserve this, Liam. Please don't give up on Zayn. From what I have heard from Louis, he seems good"
He is perfect, but I'm conscious enough not to blurt it out.
"He is a very nice guy, dad" Louis says "Perfect one for our Lima"
"Shut up" I say, fiddling with Snow's paw. He has been silent all this time, looking at the person speaking.
"Anyways" the King stands up "I will leave you boys to it. My Queen?"
"Be careful" Queen pats my hair before they both retrieve out of the chamber.
"I can't believe you told them" I accuse Louis.
"What? You were the one being obvious to them. I just confirmed it" he defends himself. I just sigh.
"We need to be bit more careful, Louis" I say worriedly.
"It's okay, my dad will take care of George" he says "Now write down your reply, man. He is going nuts"
I chuckle and accept the paper and quill he gives me. I use the table in front of me to write down. I just tell Zayn everything is fine, I just didn't get time to write to him and tell him not to worry. I then go on to write about how I nearly got caught and how my replies maybe delayed because of this.
Zayn's reply was on time. Though it wasn't what I expected.
Dear li,
I was worried if something went wrong. It's okay if the replies are a bit late, but just tell me if something is wrong, okay?
I just returned back to Aren few days ago. I have been gone for months and I have so much princely duties to catch up on. Mostly, they are boring.
As expected Topaz made me drop to my knees and beg for forgiveness for three hours! I'm laughing stock of the kingdom now.
I have attached my family member's paintings with this. I want you to know them before you personally meet them.
Now look through the pictures and come back after you're done.
Should have known when the letter is so thick. I flip through it. The first is of his father, Yaser. If he hadn't told me this is father, I would presumed it's his uncle. That's how young he looks. He is wearing his royal suit in midnight blue and golden embroiding, and he is having his sword with him. Zayn has definitely got his father's eyes. And same hair. Zayn has written down something under the painting and I read it.
My father Yaser, grrr. Always strict, but loving too. And annoying as well, never lets me have fun. Just like you.
I chuckle to myself before flipping over. The next one is his mother and I blink at the painting. From what Zayn said, his father met his mother in Harry's kingdom. She has brown hair with a beautiful face, Zayn's got her skin. She is sitting proudly on a couch, her sword standing on its tip under her palm. She is wearing similar colored dress, but she is wearing a beautiful gown, flawless and majestic.
My mother Patricia, very beautiful, isn't she? I know. She may look soft but she has got her own annoying side.
The next one is of his sisters, all in one painting. Doniya, Waliyah, Safaa. Safaa is the youngest one of them all, while Doniya is the eldest one. Looks like good looks flows through blood line.
I shake my head to myself with a blinding smile when I find a painting of himself.
He is wearing a dark green suit, looking nearly black. He stands chicly against the wall, his sword with him as well and he has this predatory smile on, which would turn anyone's legs into jelly. Looking at his painting after a long time makes me realize how much I actually miss him, despite the letters. I look down eagerly, wanting to know what he has written about himself.
Zayn Javadd Malik. I guess he is a cheeky one and people like him. But he is taken though, by an even more handsome man and his future husband, Liam James Payne.
Husband?! My face flames red as my eyes widens and I look up consciously to find both Niall and Louis frowning at me blankly. I will my racing heart to calm down as I close my eyes, trying not to smile like an idiot.
With a sigh, I push my hair back and come back to the letter.
I will love to see your reaction to my painting and the message under, but I couldn't.
I was second guessing if I should really write something like that, but I want you to know that, no matter what happens, you are the one for me. No matter what. It's always going to be you.
And, will you believe me if I said I painted all of these? I know you wouldn't, but I was the one to paint them.
Anyway, I really am missing you. Just because I say it every time doesn't mean I don't. I'm dying to see you. I hope it will be soon. Take care for me.
With love,
Your Zizi.
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Apparently, showing painting of Zayn to Louis and Niall was a bad decision. The first thing they do is, run off to Queen Jay with it, with me chasing after them in panic. When Queen Jay took the painting from Louis, (Who is looking like an eager puppy) all she did was stare.
And to my horror, I remember the message written under the painting. My face burns as she looks up at me, her mouth hanging open.
"What's all the fuss about?" Princess Charlotte asks as she comes to stand beside her mother. She gapes at painting and her eyes bulges out when she reads the message under the painting. I pointedly avoid their eyes.
"You two will make a cute pair" Lottie tells me and she is not even surprised.
"Um, thanks"
"So, Jay?" Niall says and Jay blinks at me.
"Wow, he looks so good" she says appreciatively "He would be perfect beside Liam"
"I know right?" Louis has begun fan girling now. "Look at them, they have went far to call each other husbands"
"Hey, this was the first time he did that" I protest.
"I never thought you'd like a boy, let alone get a husband" Lottie says and I shrug pathetically.
"Alright, I will have that back" I snatch it from the Queen politely and she smirks before shooing me away.
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I stare at the ceiling with a smile, the recent letter from Zayn resting on my chest. This letter is too touchy for me to leave it behind with Louis. I've got my own locker at Louis' chamber, to keep my letters there and I have the key to it.
I roll to my stomach and read his letter for umpteenth time.
Dear Li,
As usual, I miss you, but I know it's worth waiting. Please don't go all shy and hesitant with me when we meet again. I want you to be honest and brave like you are in your letters. I love every single word you write to me. and it's like you are comfortable being honest in your letters.
I have been thinking about so many things.
About us, really, but many, many things. I wanna share them with you.
I was mostly thinking about the future we are going to share after we fight through the storm together. I can't wait for those golden days to come.
Do you think about it? About our future? Tell me about your thoughts if you do. Anyway, about my thoughts. I had a dream about our future few days ago. It felt so real and wonderful. I really loved it.
We wake up in each other's arms every morning and you are the first thing I see when I wake up. Your hair is in disarray, and you smile sleepily at me but even then, you're so beautiful. Even half asleep, I admire your beauty. Instead of getting ready for the day, we snuggle closer to catch few more minutes of sleep. But you being the responsible one, try wake me up with kisses and cuddles.
But despite that, I don't wake up. Grumbling and complaining about my irresponsibility, you threaten to pour a bucket of water on me. When I don't budge, you pick me up the same way you did at the lake. I laugh as I try to fight you back but you dump me under pouring shower. And it's already warm, you being a caring sweetheart to make sure it's warm.
You order me to shower and turn to walk out. But I grab your waist and pull you in to shower with me. Then it's just silent moment in between us, if you know what I mean.
After the shower, you're all red faced, not because of the hot water though. Because of other reasons. After getting dressed, we join my family for breakfast. Just by looking at us, they know what we were up to that morning. You nudge me in ribs whenever I smirk at you.
After the breakfast, I go off to deal with hearings while you go off to train our army's young soldiers. Whenever I don't have a surety in my decision, you did that for me. Whenever I'm ill, you ruled our kingdom gracefully, at the same time took care of me like my mother.
It was all blur images, Liam. But I loved it. It was a blissful dream and I so badly want it to be real. You're not Liam Payne, in that. You're Liam. M. It was the most proud moment whenever someone addresses you with my surname. We both are married and we are ruling the kingdom together, having a happily ever after.
I just don't want this to be a dream. This is how I want our future to be.
Tell me your thoughts about this. Take your time, I will wait for it.
With love,
Your Zizi.
Ever since I read this letter, I have been thinking about the future. I'm not terrified of being a King once. That has been my father's plan anyways. I'm royal enough to be married off with a Princess, it's what he is planning. To marry me off with a Princess. That's why he is making me watch court hearings and read different kingdom's law books. I know them by heart.
What's terrifying is being a King with Zayn. I don't know why. I don't want him to view me as a burden after we get married. But I know Zayn would never, ever view me as a burden.
And I'm worried about how we are going to make this dream come true. Just by reading it, it makes me desire for it so badly. The silent moments we would share, waking up in each other's arms, ruling a kingdom together. It's all exhilarating to think about and it's Zayn I'm going to be with. Just the thought makes me cry out in happiness. It's been three days since I received this letter and I still haven't written back to him.
With that in my mind, I make my way to Louis' chamber. I find Louis playing with Snow when I enter and Snow pounces on me as usual.
After the scenting and licking, I start to write.
Dear Zizi,
You're letter made me feel heart warmed. I loved it. I'm already looking forward for a future with you. I loved every single aspect of that dream.
I just hope we will make it till the end.
We will, I won't let go of you no matter what. I promise. I won't survive without you, Zizi. I'm too addicted to you now for that. We will face this storm together and make the dream real. We will get married and live a happily ever after. I promise you that.
As in my thoughts, it was similar to yours. But only change is, I never had thoughts about the silent moments. No, actually, I didn't know how it'd be like to be with you that way, so I had no idea. I just knew you'd want to be intimate, but god, I never expected it to be this intimate of taking showers together. I have never been that way with anyone. I hope I don't mess it up.
As in for the surname, I'd love to bear your surname. I'll be proud to call you as my husband, I will stay by your side no matter what.
Please don't be disappointed that I'm not sharing my thoughts about our future with you, I want to show them to you rather than telling you.
I miss you. I hope I can meet you. But I will try, yeah? My father has been in good mood lately and I don't know why. Might as well use it. Please take care of yourself.
With love,
Your Liam.
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Everything was going fine. My father hasn't given me any punishments in a month, so that's a good thing. But that's because I didn't write to Zayn for few months as it was winter for last few months, so no letter were able to make it to Aren. And I and Zayn are roaming around in earth like really love struck fools. Harry sent Louis a gift for his birthday along with Zayn. I buy Louis a teddy bear, because he said he has no one to cuddle.
It feels so good to be open about my feelings with him. Because, it's like we are going too fast in our relationship, but I don't regret it. I wanted this and I have it now, so I will enjoy it. And I know Zayn is the one for me. So, why not?
"I'm really nervous" Louis says as he sits beside Niall. "Dad won't understand."
"Hey, what's wrong?" Niall questions "He is just planning your engagement with Harry, I presume?"
"But that's good thing, right?" I ask him and he groans, burying his face in his hands.
"That means, marriage in few months and coronation" he says, his voice muffled. "Look at me! Do you think I can make a King? I'm five years old"
"No, Louis" I intervene "Stop it. You'll make a great King. Harry will make a great King too. Just stop doubting yourself. You have the capability"
I know he does, he might be reckless and funny. But when it comes to being a Prince, he is a great one. I have seen it. The funny and carefree demouner is reserved only for his loved ones. But in the court, he will look so majestic and powerful that I have wondered if it's really my best friend. People even feared to talk back after his pointed glare.
"Besides, I don't think King Mark would coronate you if he thinks you aren't capable" I point out and Niall nods in agreement. "And you're going to get married to Harry! Love of your life"
"Yeah" he grins suddenly "You should have read his letter. I can practically see him blushing while writing it down."
"Yeah, right" Niall rolls his eyes "Please don't start on Harry this, Harry that"
He gets a smack on head in return. I chuckle to myself.
Looks like King Mark and King Des have been in contact about their son's marriages. As much as I'm happy for them, I can't help but feel jealous. Their own parents are getting them married, while my father will kill me if he finds out I'm into boys.
I push away the thoughts for now.
"I will give you the reply tomorrow" I tell Louis when I leave.
"Be careful" Niall warns "Don't get caught"
"Yeah" I nod to them. I hug them before leaving.
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I sit down by my bed and use the side table to write.
Dear Zizi,
I miss you, as usual. I want to see you too, I hope it will be soon. I'm happy for Louis and Harry, they deserve it. Louis is nervous of becoming a King and thinking about it makes me shudder.
Your letter made me smile a lot, why do you sound like an idiot in those? Seriously, Zizi? Wait, I will quote you. This was the cheesiest thing.
"You need to stop smiling like that. Don't you think people need to survive around you? Your smile is infectious, and it's so, so distracting. They can't help but stop and stare at you from what they are doing. I can't blame them though"
You need to stop writing stuffs like that. I can't help but smile alone only to be teased by Louis and Niall mercilessly about it. You're one cheeky idiot, but my idiot.
I hope you are doing well, I can't stop thinking about you, about us.
Did you paint something else? Send me if you have.
I wanna see you so badly, but I can't. I hope we will meet again, I miss you so much. I have been recalling all our memories together. Remember the day when we spent time chatting and watching sunrise? Or when we held each other while watching sunset? Or when we were sitting on the tree branch? I miss those moments.
I miss you.
Always thinking of you.
With love,
Your Liam.
I read over the letter again to make sure I didn't do any mistake. I smile to myself before standing up and I was about to walk around the bed but I freeze, stopping dead on my spot.
My father stares at me, his face hard and he looks down at the letter in my hand.
My heart starts to thud and my hands start to tremble and I gulp.
I force myself not to step back when he strides over to me and I fist the letter, dread filling me. He snatches the letter from me and I stop myself from snatching it back. It's over, I'm caught. Right now, I should just hope he doesn't kill me.
I watch as his face hardens at every word he reads, his fist hardening at his side.
I stumble back when he slaps me, so hard that he draws blood out.
"I knew you were lying" he snarls at me while I try not to cry. "I knew you were a faggot"
"Father, please-"
"Don't say a word" he snaps "You're such a disgrace to the family. How dare you lie to me huh? You're going to regret this very badly. All this time, you have been writing to your faggot boyfriend and lying Louis is writing them."
I cup my stinging cheek as I stare at him.
I gasp out when he throws the letter on fire and I drop to my knees, watching the fire engulf it.
What am I going to do? He won't let me write to Zayn. What will I do? I need to let Zayn know. But how?
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Please don't kill me! I will update again today to make it up, I promise.
And don't forget to vote.