Two Worlds Collide {Zarry Stylik}

Chapter twenty two

So here's another chapter, sorry for the lateness. Please vote and comment guys. I love you all so much but it's taking a while because my final exams for the year are coming up so it's going to be hard but I'm trying.

xoxo
Vicky;)

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Liam rolled over in his bed to notice there was something obstructing his roll. What the...? None other than his raven haired friend softly snoring in his bed. Memories of last night flashed through his head, Zayn knocking at his door, tears rolling down his face. He had to let him stay. Plus it's not like Li's Mum and Dad would mind, he's slept here plenty times before and they were already asleep so why not?

 He couldn't leave his best friend hanging when he was in pain. Zayn told him everything that happened the night before. His parents, Harry everything. He just sat there and listened as Zayn sobbed out it all. It wasn't a normal thing to see him cry. He never did in front of Louis and Li except for that time when his Granddad died. This was way different though, this time he was way more of a mess. He couldn't control his sobbing and his eyes... They were never as pained as that ever. He hated seeing his best mate like this and he didn't know how but he was going to help him.

He slumped and stumbled off his bed lazily, lifelessly blundering about his room while wiping his eyes. He looked up at the calendar and looked at today's date circled in red.  Oh yeah! "The party..." He mumbled, his eyes going wide. Today was the party at Zayn's house! But wait, how was all that supposed to happen though? Everything was a gigantic mess at the moment, last night to be the biggest proof... But it too late to cancel now. Plus Liam had been planning this with Zayn for a while. He had to think of something.... "Okay, Time to wake up Zayn," He said aloud to himself.

He shook Zayn's shoulders but Zayn only grumbled and turned away, tugging at the covers. "Zayn, really mate, wake up," he said moving to the edge of the bed pulling the covers from on top him and opening the windows for the sunlight to beam in. He squinted his eyes and moaned as the bright light slapped his face. Too bright. 

"Liam, close it, please," Zayn groaned blocking his face. 

"You gotta wake up, mate." Liam said crossing his arms over his bare chest his eyes adjusted to the light.

"No. I don't want to wake up. I want to stay in my dreams forever. There I won't feel the pain. There Harry still loves me. He's still in my arms there," Zayn said, his depression eminent in his voice. 

"You can't stay here forever and sleeping forever will not make Harry come back. Plus you're kind of in my bed now so well you can't," He sat next to Zayn who was sitting with his knees to his chest now, "Cheer up, mate. We still got the party tonight."

"Liam, I could care less about a party at this point. I don't care about the party, about Perrie, my parents, the rest of the bloody student body, no one. I just want... I just need Harry. I've made a lot of mistakes in my life you know that but I really screwed up this time."

"You really love him, don't you?"

"More than I can understand. He just, sets me off track. He's like my lifeline. I would want to spend forever and after with him if I could."

Liam sighed understanding everything Zayn was saying. He smirked at the crazy stupid thing called love and what it does to the soul. "Well then," He said standing and grabbing his phone, then pressing it to make a call, "We'll have to get him back then."

Zayn furrowed his brows confused as Liam started speaking to someone. Get him back...