Over Again

Chapter 10

Liam's P.O.V.

                Once Zayn stormed up the stairs, the rest came out from their gathering at the kitchen.

"What happened this time?" Doniya asked

"I don't know. He just got up and left." I raised my arms in defeat and collapsed my weight on the sofa.

"I don't know what's going on Liam but fix it." Harry's green orbs darker than a cloudy day.

                Harry is really scary sometimes. I know he's the youngest but he can look older than uncle Simon sometimes.

~After 5 days~

                It's been almost a week after the incident but both Harry and Zayn are ignoring and avoiding me. Harry has only been talking to me if he was asked to but without reason himself he doesn't even mention my name.

                Zayn is another story entirely. He never looks at me intentionally. He would make an excuse and leave whenever I arrived. He'd use tired excuses such as "I'm all tuckered out", "I forgot my phone" and the occasional "Gotta go to the toilet." When he couldn't make an excuse he'd just run away, one time he actually ran and tripped on a sprinkler.

                Two days ago when the lads and I decided to go for a swim, I sat on a lounging chair just under a shade of a tree. Harry, Niall and Louis played volleyball. Zayn just watched them sitting on the diving board opposite from where I was. When I got up and went to sit beside him

 "Hey Zayn, we need to talk."

 He'd jump up and pretend that someone called him the opposite direction.

"Yeah mum, I'll be there in a bit! Gotta run." He dashed away.

I followed him inside the house, "Zayn I really need to talk to you." Again, he wouldn't turn to face me. He rushed upstairs and of followed again. "Zayn we really need to talk "he kept marching. "Zayn I mean it, we need to.... "He slammed his door on my face.

At that moment I noticed Harry and Trisha near the stairs. Harry stared at me with his dark emerald gaze and went straight back down. Trisha went to her room but before that she patted my back and gave me an apologetic look. Once again I'm left alone on the hallway.

I went to my room and just stare at the ceiling as the sun peeks through the window. It was a sunny and lively day. I can here cars pass by in a rush, bells on bicycles and children playing by the nearby park but somehow everything seemed slow and sluggish. The sun was bright but the room dim lit.  I closed my eyes trying to kill the headache I've suddenly had but then fades.