[eng] Leave My Shit Outside ; Ziam

b ; YOU'RE THERE WITH OPEN ARMS

did you already listen to ‘room under the stairs’ by zayn? what is your favorite song?

i say first: the time

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ZAYNIE'S POV

Goddamn! Khalil has been unbearable today! I know that it's his birthday, I also know that we are organizing a party, but dammit! He is euphoric and surly at the same time, kicking people for free (I'm the only one here). It's unfair.

"Zaynie, pleeease!" My brother calls me from the second floor. I take a deep breath going upstairs for the IDK which time during the day. I'm sure that when the party starts I'll wanna go take a nap.

"What." I say, stopping in front of the bathroom's open door.

"Where is that fragrance to put in the toilet?"

"At the laundry. Why didn't you say all you needed before I went upstairs? Or send me a voice message, whatever." I complain just thinking about going downstairs, then upstairs again.

"Aren't you an athlete? C'mon."

"Today should be my day off. Should be, in the past, because it hasn't been."

"You grumble a lot. At your age I used to work in two different jobs while concluding my graduation. It was-"

"Fuck off." I leave him speaking alone and take for me a break to smoke. "I dare he didn't grumble 'bout things."

I sit on the grass behind the only tree, and light a joint. My dog doesn't waste her time to come closer and licks my face.

"Hi, princess." I pet her ears. "Your uncle has been a pain in the ass today. How can I get away from him by medical orders?"

I don't wait for an answer, I know that it won't come, but even so, Sky barks at me and licks my face once again. I release the smoke out of her.

I'm tired too because even on my day off I woke up early to run, and since then I couldn't find a minute of peace. A nap would be nice before the chaos, also known as party, starts.

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LIAM'S POV

I check all my things once again before leaving the house, but when I'm at half of my street I remember that I forgot my tobacco. Blame on me. Of course I won't go back, so buying a pack of cigarettes is easier. Will I be satisfied enough? No, but it's a type of solution.

"Good evening." The attendant's store greets me.

"Good evening. I want a blue Rothmans, please." I added blueberry bubble gum.

"$8."

"Debit." I approach my card from the card machine after confirming the value. "Thank you."

My cell phone starts to ring when I'm back on my way.

"Hey." I hold the phone between my shoulder and ear to also light a cigarette.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in shit. Oh, you mean-" Interrupt myself for one more drag on. "Almost there. What 'bout you?"

"Far away. Do you know how to get there?"

"Are you this late, Louis?"

"I was having sex. Keep going, need the address again?"

"I saw it on Maps, it's near my home. If you're not going, could you please text me or something?"

"I'll go, budd."