"Zayn?"
I looked behind me a I see fix half awake. I took the key out of the engine and undue my seat beat so I can full look at him.
"David!! Are you okay? Fuck sorry that a stupid question. Let me help you out." All he did was nod and I got out of the car. And move to the back door. I took off both seat beats from him and proceed to get him out the car.
We walked across the street then up the flight of stairs to my apartment that was the fourth door out of the five.
"Can you lean on the door for me while I get my keys to open door?" He nod again and I go inside my pocket to get my single key. "Fuck!" Fix looks at me as if to asked 'what happened.'
"I think I left my key inside, because I was rushing to leave. Fuck.""Sorry.." Fix said in a soft weak voice.
"No there's nothing to be sorry about. Look just stay here and I'll ask the landlord to open the door for me, yeah?" I said not really want to leave him by himself.
He nod again and I ran down the stairs to the landlord room.I knocked on the door repeatedly. "Hey, hey open up please." He opens the door a looked like he was second way to knocking me out.
"What Zayn! Do you realize what time it is Zayn?!"
"Sorry I just need you to open my door for me I forgot my key."
"Agh!! Wait here." He leaves to get the key. When he came back he had he's wife slippers on, if I wasn't in the situation I was in right now I would be laughing at the cute bunny ear the slippers had on.
"Alright let's go."
When we got to the my floor Fix was still there passed out again, and I felt really bad, but I knew there was nothing I could do. I couldn't take back what happened to him, but I wished I could, I really do.
"Uh Zayn is he okay.." Mike said.
"Yeah he um just hand too much to drink. You know how it is." Mike nods understanding.
"Ah! I miss those days." We walk up to my door and he opens it. I hold the door and thank him and I wait for him to leave to bend down to help fix up.
"Okay buddy you have to wake up for me yeah." I pat he face softly to get him to at least open his eyes.
"Ugh. Zayn."
"David. Okay stay awake I got the door opened. Look." He looked at it and I him inside, closed the so door and got him on the couch.
"Zayn I'm going to throw up." He said as his cheeks puffed. I look around to find something the I went to kitchen and got a pot.
"I'm coming hold on... Here you go, I don't really have a bucket, but I guess this is good enough. "
"Thank- agh, agh, agh!! s." I rubbed his back and kissed his head.
"No problem just rest okay?" Fix nod and lays down on the couch, but not before throwing up again. When I think his finish I put a blanket over him and throw his vomit into the toilet. Wash it and put it by his side again. After he fell asleep I pat his head and lock the front door and head over to my bed.
I jumped on in and immediately fell asleep.
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I woke up and outside looks a bit light but no full. I felt someone turn and curled up by to side. I turned by body fully to the person and it was David. I can't remember is I put him on my bed or not, I hope he's not mad. Yesterday was a day I would never want to remember. I wonder how he's holding up.
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Take My Advice A Short Ziall Story
Short Story"Niall." I said in a serious tone. "Take my advice; go home, clean yourself, and change your act I can't always bail you out of jail, I'm a college student for fuck sake!"