A Year Without You - Ziam

Chapter Two

Zayn didn't leave his house the entire weekend, his parents had been calling to check up on him every two hours. They heard about the news after Liam's parents called them to let them know. They're away on a business trip, and were going to come back to be with Zayn but he asked them not to. That he would be okay. They didn't believe him obviously but they know how stubborn Zayn can be so they let it go.

Monday morning came and Zayn was sitting in his car, not wanting to get out and have to deal with the school day. He knew he had to deal with it sooner or later and he picked sooner but he wasn't ready. Five minutes before the bell had to ring, he got out of his car and made his way across the parking lot and into the school. He had his head down the entire time, but he could feel everyone's eyes on him. He walked to his locker, looked up and was disappointed not to see Liam there waiting for him with a huge smile on his face like he usually is.

Zayn walked towards it, unlocked it and began slowly taking his books out and putting other books in. The bell rang but he didn't hurry, he didn't have the energy to hurry to class. He closed my locker just to see Mr.Curran, the principal, standing there.

"Hi Zayn. Good morning."

"Good morning, Mr.Curran." He mumbled.

"Look, we know you're going through a very rough time. So I have talked to your teachers and we all came to the agreement that you're allowed to leave class early, arrive late, or even leave the room during class if you're not feeling well to get some air."

"Thank you, Mr.Curran. But I don't want to abuse. I don't want to be treated differently from the rest just because Liam was my boyfriend. Liam meant a lot to everyone here, so I don't believe it's fair." Zayn looked at him. Mr.Curran nodded, and smiled slightly.

"The offer is still there. So you can use it or not, that is up to you." Zayn nodded, holding his books close to him."Go on to class, I have to go and make the morning announcements" he excused himself and Zayn left to his first class.

He walked into his English class and everyone's eyes were on him again, and his seat was in the first row so as he sat down he felt everyone's eyes burning holes into the back of his head. He looked to his left and held back the tears that he knew needed to fall.

Here's the thing. Liam and Zayn had every class together, except their last period which is football for Liam and dance for Zayn. So they were always sitting next to each other. Liam always to Zayn's left. He looked to the front of the class, Mr.Thompson giving him a sad smile. The speaker was heard followed by Mr.Curran's voice.

"Good morning, lions. As you all know, this past weekend we lost a fellow Lion. Liam James Payne. Liam was friend to all and a foe to none. Liam was a kind young man, he never once argued with anyone, never once mistreated someone, he was always there to look out for every student. Liam was one of those people who is rare to see now a days. He might not be here with us anymore but his kind heart will always be something we will remember."

Zayn teared up badly, got up and ran out of the classroom. he ran down the halls, and out the back door of the school. He ran all the way to the football field and stopped right in the middle. he looked around crying, in hopes of Liam popping out of no where like the day he asked him out.

"Boo!" Liam laughed as Zayn screamed since Liam sneaked out behind him.

"Liam!" Zayn hit his arm and Liam chuckled. He then took Zayn's hands in his.

"I'm sorry, Zayn." "It's okay. What did you need to talk to me about?" Zayn smiled.

Liam smiled back, "Well, Zayn, you're an amazing guy. I can be myself around you. I love that you don't judge me, I love that we can be completely weird and don't care what others think. I guess what I'm trying to say is, Will you do me the honor of being my boyfriend?"

Zayn smiled wider, and nodded "Yes, oh my god." He hugged Liam tight, his strong arms wrapping around Zayn's waist holding him close.

Zayn cried, and dropped to his knees covering my face. "Where did you go..?" He whimpered.

After a little while Zayn felt not only one pair of arms wrap around him, but a lot. He looked up to see the entire football teams in their jerseys, hugging him tears falling down their cheeks.

"He'll be back, Zayn. We know he will." Louis said, Liam's best friend. He cried harder and they all hugged, right there in the middle of the field.

During lunch, Zayn sat down in the middle of the football field, and stared at nothing. Waiting and hoping Liam would come back. when he did looked around, he saw people were holding the school's newspaper.

Zayn slowly got up, made his way off the field and over to the girl who was handing them out. Once again, he felt everyone's eyes on him.

She looked at Zayn sadly and handed him the newspaper. The first thing on the front page was "An Angel Who Lost His Way" in big bold letters. Underneath it was a picture of Liam and Zayn from last year's homecoming game after they won. He teared up again and began reading the article. "Liam James Payne, Senior, went missing Friday September 20th, his car was found on Poplars Park Rd, Saturday morning. No one knows where he could be or what could have happened. Liam was very well liked around campus, being the Captain of the football team he was very well known as well. Liam wasn't a guy who thought highly of himself, Liam knew everyone's names, he treated everyone equally and was a friend to who ever needed one. Liam's boyfriend, Zayn Javadd Malik, also a Senior, has been with him for the past three years. Being the "it" couple at school, not because they were captains of the football and dance teams but because they never mistreated anyone. They were always there to lend a hand and always there to help out with anything they could. Zayn has lost his partner in crime, but may have gained an angel. Our thoughts and prayers go out to the Payne family, friends and to Zayn as well. Liam, wherever you are, come back home. We all miss you."

Zayn shut my eyes, and held the newspaper close to his chest. He walked back to the football field and sat back down on the grass.

"Where did you go..? Please come back.." He whispered to myself as he kept the newspaper close to him.