In which Zayn has left the band, making Liam a huge mess. The boys can't take seeing him this way, so they try cheering him up.
"Is he still in there?" Niall looks to Louis and Louis nods solemnly.
"He's crying his heart out. Poor guy." Louis feels some sort of hatred toward Zayn for leaving without a goodbye to Liam. He had claimed it would hurt him too much, so he left before the boy woke up.
Niall shakes his head, "Two weeks. And he hasn't even called. It's really hard to believe he'd do that."
Harry comes out of the back hallway and sits in the livingroom with the other two boys, "He's cried himself to sleep."
Anger takes over Louis and he storms into the kitchen where his phone lies. Niall and Harry share a look when they see the redness on Louis' face.
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Zayn sits in the corner of the room, watching them socialize.
"Zayn, c'mon man, cheer up." Shahd tells him, but Zayn shakes his head. He can't cheer up. He left Liam.
He should have said goodbye. Fear had entered his veins, though. Fear kept him from telling the one he loved goodbye, he couldn't do it. Not when he knew that looking into Liam's eyes would make him cave. He would never have left.
"I love you." Liam's voice comes from his phone. Ever since the first day Liam said it, that's been his ringtone.
"Hello?" he answers dryly.
"You son of a bitch." he hears Louis say, it was expected really. None of the other boys knew he hadn't said goodbye to Liam. He's guessing Liam told them.
"I'm sorry." he sighs.
He can practically hear Louis pacing on the other side, "You better be sorry! He's been crying himself to sleep ever since you left! This is your fault!"
Zayn runs a hand down his face and ignores the stares from the other men in the room, "I know, Louis. I know that. But it just hurt too much. You don't think I regret that?" his voice cracks and the end and Louis sighs on the other side of the line.
"Why haven't you at least called him?" his voice is soft now. Zayn can't answer that. He's wanted to call, but he always backs out at the last second.
Without an answer, he hangs up the phone. He looks back over at the boys and sees them still staring at him.
"I gotta go." he announces and leaves the room.
Wandering out onto the streets, he looks around. He doesn't know where he's going at all.
"Zayn!" a voice calls. He turns to see Perrie behind him. Why is she here? Doesn't she have a band?
"Hey." he says and continues to walk. Perrie falls into step beside him, he wants to tell her to f.uck off, but he's too drained to do so.
Perrie doesn't seem to notice his mood, "Another interviewer asked me when the wedding was yesterday. Can you believe people won't leave me alone about it?"
Zayn rolls his eyes, "You're a celebrity. They're supposed to ask. Even if you weren't a celebrity they'd ask," he says harshly and looks at her. She seems taken aback so he adds, "Dear." to soften the blow.
She laughs it off, "Well they won't be askin' anymore. Told them I'd get married when I'm bloody ready. Speaking of which, when are we going to start planning? We know we're invitin' our families and our bands. Oh I was wondering, can we not invite that Liam lad? He seems to hate me for whatever reason. I think he likes you."
