Only You [Ziam Mayne Fanfic, BoyxBoy]

Chapter 15- Forever.

CHAPTER 15-

・・・・ ・・ Zayn's P.O.V. ・・ ・・ ・・

"Of all the money that e'er I had,

I spent it in good company.

And all the harm I've ever done,

Alas it was to none but me.

And all I've done for want of wit,

To mem'ry now I can't recall.

So fill to me the parting glass.

Good night and joy be to you all."

The song pulled on my heartstrings. Though I didn't understand a majority of the lyrics, I knew whatever they meant it was deep and something of meaning. I'd honestly be lying if I said the song didn't mean the world to me, which it did. The song was absolutely gorgeous, you could be the worst singer in the world and sing and still sound like an angel. It was perfect, I have no idea who wrote it or how old it was. But whoever it was, was an angel.

In a brighter mood suddenly just from the pure beauty of the song, I hopped up and went to find Liam. Though the management guy was here, I had been able to apologize to Liam about our fight we'd had the night before. I sound rude for saying this but, Liam was getting weak.

Our fights were weighing down on him, I could see it in the way he looked at me. It hurt horribly. I just wanted to save him, to help him through everything. It was all management's fault. It honestly was, I could barely see him during dinner without being eyeballed like I was going to jerk him off right then and there. Because of this, my temper was getting shorter and harder to contain. I took it out on everybody, Liam, the man who lived with us now, the other lads.. Everybody.

The emotions snapped me sometimes, they were taking my drug. Withdraw was killing me, slowly and painfully. I knew I was going to relapse soon, I felt it under my skin. The end, it was closer than I thought. At night I'd dream about all the good moments in my life, I'd remember the smiles on my loved ones faces. I'd picture them waving to me, mouthing the word 'Goodbye.'

I didn't tell the other boys about these dreams. They were in them, they wouldn't understand. They'd never understand.

Making my way towards my door, I swung it open only to come face-to-face with the management dude, Steven. His fake smile looked down at me before he finally spoke up.

"Pack up, we have some concerts to go to in two days."

"Where?"

"United States, going to be there for three weeks, so don't pack lightly."

My gaze fell onto the floor, and my shoes. I couldn't meet his gaze, which was something new to me. I always enjoyed feeling respected by meeting a man's gaze.

But now I just couldn't.

"Where you heading, Zayn?"

"I just want to see Liam real fast.."

"You remember the rules right? Door open, no-"

"No whispers, no texting, make sure you're close enough to hear you. I KNOW."

Storming past him, I didn't even wait for a reaction, all he'd do was scold me some more. Saying I needed to grow up, then lecture me on how cute Perrie and I had been together. He'd ask me to call her, he'd pesture me to text her. It was ridiculous!

I hated it, I hated him!

Groaning at the thoughts of him, I threw Liam's door open. Then slammed it shut behind me, not caring if Steven had a problem with it or not. Locking it behind me, I went to Liam who was curled up on his bed not looking at me. His back was to me, I didn't even think he knew I was in the room with him.