Chapter 9

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Niall's POV

I huffed and dropped my phone next to me on my bed before throwing myself back on my bed. The past week I've tired calling and texting Zayn, but I get nothing in return. It's like the last time I talked him he changed his mind about being friends with me. I was also worried that he had taken a depressed turn in his schizophrenia or something and was just in his flat being sad or crying. At that thought I got off my bed and walked out of my room.

"Niall, someone else emailed me that wants to know who else sells those guitar picks. We already sold them all and we both know Zayn is the one that painted them because I ordered plain ones. Everyone loved them." Liam told me happily. I nodded as I slipped my shoes on. Ever since we discovered what Zayn did, people have literally come from everywhere to buy them because they're so unique.

Liam and I had set aside half of what we were making off those to give to Zayn as payment, but any time I try to go to Jace's art shop to give Zayn the payment, Jace tells me Zayn isn't there or I go when Jace isn't there and Zayn is being swamped with customers. Now I'm getting tired of this, so I'm just going to his flat to get answers to why Zayn is just ignoring the world.

"I'm going to his place to talk to him and make sure he's okay." I told Liam before leaving. He was fine with Zayn now because I told him about Zayn's schizophrenia and how amazing his art work and he realized he's just a normal guy with different circumstances. I walked down the hall to Zayn's door. I saw a small lad standing outside his door just waiting, but the way he was shifting from foot to foot made him look nervous. He was wearing a pair of regular gray sweats and a loose black shirt. He also had a gray beanie on over his light brown hair. He turned to me and all the color in his skin left has he started backing up from me. It was like I was a ghost walking towards him.

"Are you trying to get a hold of Zayn?" I asked him once I got in front of him. He nodded, then reached foward with both his hands to start touching my face. I laughed and let him because I figured this is probably one of Zayn's friends that knows about dream me. He pulled his hands back and looked at me like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. I went ahead and told him about myself and that I was real and a complete opposite of who Zayn dreamt me to be. Well, I still would like if Zayn would be there to protect me in some of his own ways, but that's where things stop being alike.

"I'm Louis Tomlinson. This is just really weird. Your name is still Niall Horan?" The boy told me once I finished. I nodded and let him touch my chest and arms to make sure I was real.

The door opened to Zayn's flat, but it was Jace instead of Zayn. His green eyes looked at me with this weird pride before he looked at Louis. I could visibly see his defense go up as he looked at the other blue eyed boy. I rolled my eyes because I know Jace gets jealous of anyone and anything. It's the stupidest thing I've ever seen and it's also why he can't get people to work at his shop longer than a month because he's crazy.

"Zayn is here, right? I've just tried texting him for a week and calling him, but he won't answer me. I need to talk to him." Louis told Jace in a strong voice. He tried to push his way through the door, but Jace was bigger and taller than Louis so he just blocked the door.

"Now isn't a good time. Zayn is sleeping. I suggest you both leave." Jace told us with a smirk. That was all it took for me to push Jace back and go into Zayn's flat. I walked into the living room and saw Zayn completely passed out on his pull out bed. He didn't look like he was sleeping, he looked like he was passed out. I looked around and saw at least ten empty beer bottles on the floor and a half empty glass of red wine.

'You fucking let him drink?!" I screamed back at where Jace was standing there looking at me. Louis pulled out his phone and started calling for an ambulance while I frantically checked for a pulse and tried to get Zayn awake.

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