Ah, look at all the lonely people
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Zayn had his head dropped back after the doctor left
He looked at the ceiling, not turning towards the door when it opened
He stayed silent before he cleared his throat and met Louis' eyes
Louis frowned "What's wrong?"
Zayn sighed, he pushed the blanket off and slipped a jacket on "Call a meeting"
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Everyone was seated when Zayn walked in, he walked towards the head of the table table and sat down before he rubbed his jaw
Everyone waited for him to speak, barely a breath was heard
Zayn cleared his throat and leaned back "On Brian's phone, the last video of Liam was 6 months ago-9 months ago now" He started
"Which means 2 things, either 1. Liam got out and is somewhere safe"
Everyone nodded slowly "Or 2." He muttered "He's dead" Everyone cringed but nodded
"Either way-" Zayn said letting out a shaky breath before he put both of his hands on the table to stop himself rubbing on his new bullet wound
"We stop looking"
Everyone gasped, everyone started to speak at once but Zayn didn't say anything
He only ever willingly gave himself Friday's off, other days he'd be forced out and even then he'd go out searching alone
It's been almost 4 years of his life, running and running and running with no end
"I'm tired, I'm sorry but I'm tired. I love you but I'm sorry and I'm tired. Please please please please forgive me."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE'LL STOP?!"
"It means what it means" Zayn snapped at Isaac "If he's free, let's not drag him back into this world, he's out, he's free and let him stay that way" Zayn sighed "And if he's dead.... We'll give him a proper burial"
"You can't honestly be giving up on him" Louis whispered "What if he's still in someone's grasp?"
Zayn shook his head "He wouldn't be, Liam is too smart to stay in someone's grasp. If I know him we'll enough I'd say he managed to get free"
"But what if he isn't? What if he's still somewhere?!"
Zayn shook his head "Then...." Zayn stood up "Then it's up to him to let us know" Zayn rolled his shoulders "We are all losing time" Zayn said and looked down at his bullet wound
"I can't lose anymore time" He mumbled
"Our time is numbered" He said and looked up "Louis and Harry want to adopt? Will they just leave her at the centre everytime they need to go for a few weeks at a time?"
Louis and Harry looked down
"What about Stiles? His father is trying to figure out who's fucking shit around, how will he feel knowing its him?"
Stiles looked at his hands
Zayn then looked at Derek, Theo and Liam
"You all are so bored that you're counting down the days to your death"
Zayn then looked at Isaac "I love him more than anyone Isaac-I doubt I'll ever love anyone how I love him. It's killing me to say this, but after years of almost nothing- I have to start putting my daughter first"
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