I don't wanna die but I don't wanna live like this
I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel
I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel
Something really real so that I can really
Feel like a person again
~~~~~
Zayn heard his phone ring but ignored it, he looked at Liam who was currently making them dinner
And no matter how much Zayn wanted to help, Liam didn't let him
Liam looked at Zayn and raised an eyebrow "Will you answer it?"
Zayn shook his head "I don't feel like it"
Liam laughed and shook his head before he looked back at the chicken he was cooking
"It could be important"
Zayn rested his chin on his hands "Not important enough"
Then at the same time, their bracelets lit up, Zayn furrowed his brows then picked up his phone
Liam frowned and lowered the fire
"What is it? What's wrong?"
Zayn shook his head and pocketed his phone "Dumb decisions" He gritted out
He stood up and rolled his shoulder "Lock the door"
"Zayn-"
But Liam's only reply was the door closing
~~~~~
Louis and Stiles cringed as Zayn walked in, he shook his head then looked at the 8 men
"Well isn't this fantastic" The one standing in the middle said "Zayn Malik, Coming over when Brian said he's having a while off"
"I don't enjoy being pulled out of my home while my partner is making dinner Preston, mostly to take care of shit that didn't need me here"
Preston shivered "How do.... How do you know who I am?"
Zayn shrugged with his hand in his pockets "Lucky guess"
Not a lucky guess, they met when Zayn was 10, he slapped the back of Zayn's neck for not getting him the bottle of scotch he wanted
"Let's deal with this like real men Preston." Zayn said then looked at Louis and Stiles "Are you both injured?"
Stiles cringed "Louis got shot.... And I have a knife in my leg"
Zayn turned to Preston "Seriously?"
"They came without you"
Zayn looked at Stiles "How long since he's been shot?"
Stiles cringed, again "10 minutes...."
"Get into the car and go"
"Zayn-"
"Not a word. Go."
~~~~~
"YOU SAID IT WAS SAFE"
"I THOUGHT IT WAS"
"WELL IT FUCKING WASNT. YOU COULD'VE LOST YOUR FUCKING LIVER"
"I DIDN'T HARRY I'M FINE"
"LOUIS, WHAT'S NOT FINE IS YOU ALMOST BLEEDING OUT FOR SOMETHING RISKY"
Liam sighed and shook his head, he kept on pacing to the point where his leg was hurting
But he didn't care, he turned to Isaac, Theo and Liam (Dunbar)
"Any luck with the cameras?"
"Nothing, they seemed to have been shot before anything could've been captured"
Liam sighed and slumped down on the couch "Fuck...."
~~~~~
Zayn used a chair and broke it on someone's head, then hit them in the face, then slammed their head into the wall, He then used the body to block out any bullets that could've reached him
He pulled the gun on the body and checked how many bullets were left in
He aimed the gun only for his hand to spasm and his aim to quiver
He muttered a quiet fuck and tried to manage his breathing before he shot
He missed a few shots and got a few.
He hid behind a crate and sighed, trying to massage his wrist to calm the spasming
He took a deep breath and looked around then his eyes landed on a box that had the words FRAGILE written on it
He rolled towards it and opened it, he looked at the vases
The fuck??
He then just rolled his eyes and pulled the biggest one out
He then stood up and threw it on the head of whoever was closest to him
He then picked up the gun
He rolled his neck and felt a bullet pierce his ear, the room suddenly got quiet as Zayn looked at the blood drip onto his shirt
He then turned ahead and blinked
"Alright. Its my turn"
~~~~~
As soon as the door opened, Liam jumped up, almost falling face first but he caught himself and he ran
He saw Zayn standing there, blood here and there but most of it didn't look like it was his
Zayn's hands were.... Covered in blood, drenched to the point none of Zayn's tattoos weren't visible
Liam's eyes met Zayn's, unlike how they were a few hours ago, they were.... Cold
Everyone stood behind Liam quietly as Zayn quietly walked up the stairs
"If you all could stop staring that would be preferred" He said without looking back
Everyone quickly ran off but Liam walked up after Zayn
He walked into their room and saw a shirtless Zayn standing in the bathroom, washing his hands.
Liam pushed the door open and walked in, Zayn looked up and Liam gave him a small smile
Zayn sighed and dropped his head, Liam walked towards him and turned Zayn towards him
Liam hugged Zayn and Zayn hugged him back
"I don't want to do this anymore Liam...." Zayn whispered, his voice slightly cracking as he whispered "I'm so fucking tired"
Liam slowly nodded "I know love, just a bit left.... Just a bit then we're done, you're done"
Zayn slowly nodded
"It'll be just us for a few years, in a house in the middle of nowhere. I'll have my rose bushes, you'll have your stabby trees''
Zayn weakly smiled and nodded
"We'll be relaxed, no one would hurt us there, no one call us during dinner to ask for help- Because how dare they"
Zayn laughed quietly under his breath making Liam smile as he ran his fingers through Zayn's hair
"Hold onto me whenever you feel like letting go, ok?"
Zayn tightened his arms around Liam's waist
"Ok"
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Fanfiction"You and I have been playing a different game. You thought this was a game of Russian roulette, when in reality it's chess, and I just won"
