Protection// Ziam

I Love You To The Moon

Liam is on his way home from the store, he brought back some ingredients to cook some food for Zayn .

He walks into his house, it's oddly quiet. "Zayn? Baby? Where are you?"

Zayn doesn't answer.

He checks in his art studio. He isn't there.

He checks in the backyard. He isn't there.

Finally he goes upstairs and checks their bedroom. He isn't there but he hears the shower running in their adjoining bathroom.

He must be in there.

He knocks on the door, "Zaynie?"

No answer.

He knocks on the door more forcefully. Maybe he didn't hear him. "Baby?! Open the door!"

He starts to get frantic and worried so he steps back and rammed his shoulder against the door, cracking it open.

When he sees what's inside, he drops to the floor on his knees, sobbing.

Zayn on the bathroom floor, pale and cold, wrists spilt open, blood pooling around him. His eyes are cold and emotionless and Liam feels his heart spilt open.

"Zayn! Zayn no! Please!"

He reaches out and clutches a lifeless Zayn to his chest, getting blood all over his white shirt and sobbing.

He just lost the love of his life and couldn't help him.

Liam wakes up in a cold sweat, immediately sitting up and gasping for air.

He quickly looks to his right and sees Zayn sleeping there safe and sound.

He closes his eyes and let's out a sigh of relief.

He decides to go downstairs to the kitchen and grab a glass of water. He winces at the cold floor on his bare feet when he reaches the kitchen.

He immediately gulps down his glass of water and sits on the couch just thinking about what his nightmares meant.

Did it mean Zayn was going to do that again?

Was he going to try and commit suicide?

He hasn't had one of those dreams for a while, they just randomly started occurring and that's why he is being so protective of Zayn. He couldn't bare to think that he was having those thoughts again. It would break his heart.

When he found Zayn on that bathroom floor, cold and pale, he barely had a pulse. Liam had immediately picked him up and carefully placed him in the back seat of his car, he broke all speed limits and ran through all the stop signs to get to the hospital. He was trying to be strong for Zayn, despite the ache in his heart and the tears threatening to spill.

It was one of the worst days of his life, he didn't even notice Zayn and his addiction to drugs, he knew he wasn't himself, but he never knew that he would turn to drugs. He always blamed himself for not noticing, he could have helped him sooner. Just thinking about it makes him want to cry.

Liam vowed to himself that he would always protect Zayn, from the monsters in the real world and the monsters inside himself. He promised to do it to the best of his ability. He would protect him until the day he dies.

"Li?" He turns and seeing Zayn standing at the end of the couch, dressed in Liam's white t-shirt, Zayn was smaller and shorter than Liam so it reached mid-thigh. He was rubbing his eyes with the back of his fist and he can't help but coo and the adorable boy.