Broken Hearts

Chapter 13. I'll show you love

                                                                             ***Trigger Warning***

Minor abuse (non-explicit)is mentioned. Homophobic and verbal abuse might be mentioned from one of the boy's family. Reader discretion is advised. None of this thoughts are approved by me, they are just here for the sake of the plot.

"Zayn, love, are you alright? Are you crying?"

"Hey babe. I'm not great, if I'm being honest. I need to see you, Harry. Can I see you, please babe?"

"Zee you're scaring me to death. Did something happen to you? Where are you?"

"I'm physically alright, babe. I just need you now."

"I'll go wherever you tell me, Zee. Where do I go to get you?"

"I'm... I'm close to your place. I just had to, like, get out of my house, yeah?"

"Okay, it's okay baby. I'm here, I got you. Are you good enough to drive to my apartment? Please tell me you're not on the bike. If you are, stay there and we'll call the crane."

"No, I took my car. I'm bad, yeah but not that bad to compromise my integrity and be brave enough to call you." He tries to make a joke and even the little chuckle that leaves his mouth sounds wrong. What the fuck happened to him? Did Jonas pass? Did someone else? Was it something with his family? Shit. 'M going crazy with worry.

"You're just as bad as me at making jokes, my dearest."

"Nah, babe. No one beats you."

"Wow, that's a foul. I demand compensation. I want a romantic dinner, homemade, at my convenience and more Dotty time."

"Is that how it is now?"

"I know, brilliant, right? And to think I just came up with it."

"Yeah, you're amazing." The fondness in his voice tells me he knows what 'm trying to do, but I'll take it. He doesn't sound as bad, and if messing with me helps, then so be it.

"Yeah, that's why you love me."

"That I do. I swear I do."

"I know, baby, I know. You don't have to swear, I know. 'M getting in the car, okay? Drive carefully to my place, Zee. Lou is probably there, but we'll lock ourselves out in my room."

"Yeah, okay." He sighs, and I know something really bad happened, I just don't know what. He's never done this before, sounded like that. Ever. 'M scared shitless.

"I love you with all I am, Zayn. I love you very much."

"I love you too, babe. I'll see you in a bit, yeah?"

"Please, be very careful. Please."

"Yes, babe. I promise."

"Okay, I'll see you in a bit then." He says bye too, and I might not know what happened, but I kinda wanna cry. I don't even know why, I just know I'll have to be the strong one for him, he's the one needing a shoulder right now, someone who has his back, and that's fucking me. My mind goes wild, trying to think what made him cry. Whatever it was, I hate it already.

It takes all of me to keep my cool while driving until I pass by a convenience store. My baby has never had a crisis that I know of, so I don't know what he likes to have when he's feeling poorly. I park and run to get some ice cream, chips and chocolates. Before I go back to my car, I order us some food as well. There's this place he likes, they make perfect samosas and chicken biryani. I hope he'll have an appetite in case he hasn't eaten.