Chapter Seven
And I got the point that I should leave you alone
But we both know that I'm not that strong
I ended up going to Liam and Zayn's, not really wanting to go home but at the same time I didn't want to be alone. I walked up the steps, trying to decide if knocking on the door was what I really wanted to do.
They were fighting.
Liam's voice echoing through the house over the top of Zayn's.
I didn't stick around to find out what exactly they were fighting about. Instead I climbed into my car and dialed Zayn's phone number. He picked up on the seconds ring, obviously annoyed and his voice a little hoarse.
"Harry, right now isn't a good time." Zayn sighed, and I could already picture Liam's scowl.
He was good at that.
"I know... I'm just letting you know I'm outside right now..." I said slowly, not really sure if he understood.
Let alone if he would actually come.
"Okay." And then he hung up. I didn't really know if that meant he was coming or not, so I continued to sit in my car as I waited to see if he would walk out.
I was actually surprised when he did, his hands stuffed in his jacket pockets as he walked out to my car. He climbed in without a word.
"You alright?" I asked, earning a quiet huff from Zayn.
"Just drive Harry." He said quietly, looking out the window and at the house for a second. I didn't protest, starting the car and pulling out of the drive way. The car ride was silent, neither of us really wanting to say anything.
I drove to the park, knowing that was probably one of the only places at this time where we could talk. We didn't get out of the car, instead we sat there and said nothing for what felt like the longest time.
Until Zayn finally broke the silence.
"I don't get it." He said, his voice cracking.
"Get what?" I asked, but I already had a small guess as to what it was.
"I don't get how one minute I'm hopelessly in love with my husband and the next all I want to do is tell him much I hate him. I don't get how all this keeps happening and I'm tired of it. I thought that... That once we were married everything would be okay, that the two of us would finally have that happily ever after shit everyone talks about." Zayn shook his head before throwing his feet up on the dashboard of the car. He let out a long sigh before running his hand through his hair.
"It's a bunch of bullshit it seems. I can't do anything right."
"Well you gotta understand that Liam is stubborn." I said, accepting the fact that I was defending my cousin against my best friend.
He would understand.
"I know he is. It took me nearly five years to convince him to even date me, let alone how long it took to get him to marry me. He's so f ucking scared I'm just going to leave him, and that hurts."
"I know that feeling." I agreed because in all honesty I did. Niall had shared with my how he thought I was going to leave.
How he was scared that one day I was going to walk out that door and never come back.
And to be quite honest, at this point it didn't seem all that bad of an idea.
Not that I would say that out loud.
"You've been with Niall longer than I've been with Liam... How do you guys do it?" Zayn whispered, finally looking at me. His eyes were illuminated in the cars dash, a sad smile on his face as he looked at me.
"Honestly Zayn... I don't know. I don't know how we do it. We've been through so much shit but we've always had each other. I love him and I don't think I'll ever stop loving him, but sometimes Zayn it's really hard to remember why. It's hard to remember why I love him or why I keep trying... and those are the worst days... I don't know how we do it, we just do." I said honestly, looking at Zayn as I rubbed at my temples.
"Why are we here Harry?"
"Because we don't want to go home."
"But why? Why don't we want to go home?" Zayn asked, looking at me seriously as he waited for an answer. I wasn't quite sure how I wanted to answer that.
"I don't know." I whispered, looking out my own window and sighing softly.
It wasn't a complete lie.
"It feels like we're running away." Zayn said, biting his lip as he looked back out the window.
"That's cause we are." I whispered, closing my eyes before bending my head back on the seat. I let out a heavy sigh before starting up the car again.
"I'll take you back home." I said, knowing that was what Zayn was going to say next.
"I don't want to go back home yet... Let's just.. Stay here a little while." Zayn whispered, shaking his head a little as he looked out the window again. I sighed before turning off the car.
"Does it ever get easier?" He asked.
"No. It never does."
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What even.
Not only is Narry having issues so is Ziam.
Jfc.
What do you guys think is wrong with ZIAM this time? Lol.
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