• I'm sorry, I'm such a problem for you.
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"What the fuck is this?" Zayn chucked the letter on Liam's desk, his eyes furrowed towards Liam.
Liam glanced at him confused and the letter, slowly grabbing it as Zayn stands there with his hand on his hip, watching.
Liam unfolded the paper and started reading curiously, once he was half way through, he remembered everything.
"Where did you get this..?" He asked Zayn, although he knew where he got it.
Liam put it in his drawers, hiding it there. Hoping that no one, especially him will find it. But that was w dumb move.
Liam didn't bother looking up at him, instead he continued reading, his name and naughty boy's name and also Zayn's name was on it.
Zayn rolled his eyes and walked around, Zayn now besides Liam.
"Who cares where I had found it. I didn't specifically find it. It wasn't me but what I want to know is why would you and naughty boy do such a thing?!"
Zayn raised his voice, throwing his arms in frustration a habit of his when he's upset and fury.
He didn't know why Shahid and especially Liam fucking Payne would steal money from other companies and then put his name under everything they did?
He wasn't there, shit he didn't even do it.
Liam slowly placed the letter down and leaned back against the seat. He didn't reply, he avoided Zayn, well tried to.
He ran his long fingers through his hair and looked ahead towards the door, his mind blank.
"Can you at least answer my question rather than ignoring me." Zayn huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.
Literally, he wouldn't think Liam would steal money. He thought he was innocent, I mean like .. Not quite, but he didn't think Liam would steal.
He wasn't the type, but bitch Zayn thought. And he was wrong.
Liam stayed silent for a few minutes and broke his gaze off of the door and looked at Zayn, face blank, no emotions showing.
Zayn rolled his eyes again when Liam hadn't spoken a word.
"Oh, I see that you've lost your voice. I see, I see. Well, call me when you've found it and keep that stupid paper. You probably need it when you're running out of money."
Zayn turned around, unfolding his arms and walked towards the door, stepping out and almost slamming the damn door behind him.
He didn't care when everyone's attention turned towards him, he was done with everyone's shit. He couldn't deal with anything and anyone at the moment, it was like he was on his period, feeling completely done with everything.
Because he was, he was done with Liam's shit.
Do you just ever like someone so much that you think everything they do is such a turn on but then when they do something that is such a fucking turn off and you don't expect them doing, you've suddenly quite lost interest in them and it makes you feel slightly shitty for liking someone so much that'll do something like that you don't expect them to do.
Well, guess what. That's what Zayn was feeling towards Liam, deep down inside he still has feelings for him but it's slowly fading, slow fucking ly.
Zayn shook his head and fixed his leather jacket, walking towards his little office.
He lets out a frustration sigh and looked down. He was sad, he didn't think Liam would do that, write his name down on that damn stupid paper, blaming him for stealing millions of dollars.
He gritted his teeth and sat down on his seat angrily, placing his elbows on his desk and placed his hands on his face, letting out an annoyed groan.
He could get arrested for that, for the thing he didn't do. He would never do that and why would Liam even do that? And shit, he shouldn't be blaming Liam on this, Shahid did it too and he should really blame Shahid more than the person he loves. At least, Zayn still loves him from all the stuff he did.
Zayn ran his hands down on his face slowly and lifted his head up, eyes closed.
He took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to calm himself. He wanted to scream and punch someone in the face.
"Uh.. Zayn?" Harry awkwardly spoke, standing there awkwardly and looked down at Zayn whom was ready to punch someone and Harry was hoping that he isn't going to punch him.
Zayn didn't look at Harry, his eyes were still closed.
"What, styles?!" Zayn raised his voice moments later, making Harry slightly jump in surprise.
Harry looked down and fiddled with his long fingers, frowning sadly.
"I just wanted to say sorry.. I really am." He mumbled softly, voice almost a whisper that Zayn almost didn't hear a word.
"Can you speak any louder than that? My ears aren't like dumbo's" Zayn looked at him and rolled his eyes at him, leaning back on his seat.
Harry lifted his head up and looked at Zayn with sadness and pleas in his eyes which Zayn didn't care and took really notice.
"I said I'm sorry. I really am." Harry repeated voice clearer and much louder.
Zayn looked at him for a second and then looked away, nodding his head and waved him off in reply.
Harry looked at him and sighed softly, nodding a little, it's a cue for him to leave.
So he did, he went back to his office and sat there, silently sulking, looking at the text Zayn had sent him.
From: Zayn the babe <3
Everything you've done to me, you expect me to accept your apology? Guess what, Styles. I'll never ever forgive you, no matter what you do to make it up to me, how many pleas and apology. I won't accept it, ever.
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Zayn's contact name on Harry's phone tho ? .. O.o .. ok Harry?
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