All I Want // Zayn Malik

T w o

2 days after

When you said your last goodbye
I died a little bit inside
I lay in tears in bed all night
Alone without you by my side

It was 11:00am, not that the time even mattered anymore, I still laid in bed emotionless. I miss her. I wanted to cry as all I could see and remember was her but I couldn't move a muscle.
I needed to get up, I had work tomorrow but how was I supposed to go on without her. I spent my time just laying in bed thinking of her.
She was gone and I had to deal with her absence. I had so much pain and regret. I'd do anything to get i back. I'd catch the moon and give her the world. When she left not only did she take her stuff she toke half of me too.
I was basically half dead. I had nothing without her. My throat was dry, my eyes were baggy and the bed sheets were muddled into a messy. I just wanted to curl up into a ball and forget she ever happened. My stomach grumbled, I rolled on my side and looked out the window which lead onto the balcony. I remembered all those times we sat out there together.
There was two lounges chairs I remember she'd always take the right chair, she claimed it as hers. Flashbacks flooded my mind as I remember all the kisses, intimate nights and lustful looks.
I could feel the liquid begin to fill my eyes. I wanted to let it out I couldn't hold this anymore today. I lightly closed my eyes and all the tears poured out until I feel into a violent sob. My heart was throbbing at the thought of her, my head was spinning, my eyes were watering, then everything seemed not to matter.
Her voice echoed through my head, the sheets felt like her soft silk skin. My head was pounded dramatically as she seemed to pump through my bloodstream.

Bang Bang

My body immediately rose from the bed, it was like the door was full of my hopes it could be her. But I went to move but my body physically wouldn't. My breath was caught up in my throat. Her soft voice cooed in my head, "Zayn, Zayn get the door I'm back for"
It chanted that over and over again, begging and pleading for me to get up. I forced my feet to the floor and used the last bit of strength to stand. I stood in that exact position or two, still with the pesistant knocks on my door. The blood went straight to my head and I felt extremely dizzy. It was almost like I was already unconscious while I stood trying to regain myself but as I fell to the floor I was knocked out. Couldn't move, couldn't feel. I just heard the door be barged in and the gasp was loudly heard.

"Zayn! Get up, oh my!" the all so familiar voice of my best mate since primary school, Louis pleaded. I wanted to open my eyes, I wanted to talk to him, I wanted to get back up but I couldn't. I slowly drifted away from my body as if I had dead although with Louis screaming in my ear I know I was still alive, although without her what was the point in living.

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A/N
Sorry for not updating in a while just lost a bit of my passion for writing but I've gained it back! So maybe I can update this way way more often.

If you haven't got it already this book goes to random days that Zayn experienced just to show you how he was before and then after. So everything gets revealed but it may be a bit confusing, I'll try to make it not. m

Thanks xx