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by cvstle

by cvstle

Niall was still in the bathroom.

z.m: oh my so the doctor said all that Harry?

harry jane: yep

n.h: that's kinda a relief

lou: ^

z.m: hey Niall theres something u told me that the others should know k now spill

Niall's eyes widened. How can Zayn just throw me under the bus? He stomped his foot on the ground and immediately started to Private Message Zayn.

n.h:yOU WAS MY APPLE MY FUCKING CINNAMON APPLE U FUCKED UP

z.m: I'm still your cinnamon apple don't fight it

n.h: I'm not ready to tell

z.m: im ready to run out of this stall and hit u

"Zayn?" Niall called quizzically.

"Yes?"

"How'd you find me?"

"Sixth sense. And my gosh, just tell them. It's not too big of a deal." Niall snorted. It was to him.

He felt like it was all his fault, if he had just spoken up, Liam wouldn't even be in this fucking mess.

If Niall had just spoken up, there wouldn't be a possibility (yes, a slight, but the possibility still hung in the air) that Liam's heart could stop beating, and his brain would shut off and his lungs wouldn't take in anymore and-

"Why is the room spinning?" Niall wondered aloud, then steadied himself using the wall. "Okay, back to normal now, whoo."

"You're really worked up about this, huh?" Zayn chuckled, and even though he couldn't see Niall, Niall nodded anyways. "I understand. He was like,your obsession before he even joined the chat, for how long?"

"Three years," Niall let out a breathy chuckle, "you know how weird that is! You devote years trying to get the person to notice you... and once they do you kinda realize that they're normal and that they're really great people, and when they're taken away from you. . . I don't know quite how to explain it, "Niall sniffed, fighting away tears, "but it's so weird because I've never met him and I've never seen him but, I feel like I could just sit down and tell him everything and he wouldn't judge me. Hell, I feel that way about all of you guys."

"I can tell since you're spilling your guys to me right now, and you're kind of crying in front of me."

"A-and I'm so worked up about this because, like, none of you guys were supposed to become brothers to me, brothers that I've never met, but oh, you did. And ever since I was a child, I've always wanted brothers and now I have four and I don't want to let any of them-" Niall was cut off by a loud sob. "Zayn?"

"That wasn't me. . ."

"Dammit you two," apparently, there was another man in the stall next to Zayn, "friendship goals. I've never really had close friends but if I did I'd want us to be like you two."

Niall picked up his phone.

n.h: oh my gosh ....

z.m: what do we do

n.h: run for the fucking hills

z.m:: I feel bad for him tho but okok

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I can't feel my legs omf

Anyways qtod: on a scale from the entire month of march 2k15 to 2k13 1DDAY how was your day

atod: 2k13 1DDAY (and if it wasn't pls explain why I am listening)