Once Again

Drunk and disorderly

(Taylor's POV)

I haven't slept at all. I haven't slept since Zayn left my room two nights ago. I just can't, every time I try I start to feel guilt.

I feel horrible because I can't let him in. He tries to come see me but Kaylin won't let him, because I tell her I'm not ready to see him.

He calls her all day long, and even in the night. She just started to ignore his calls. I run a hand through my hair and slip my boots on. I am going home today, and I'm actually going back to mine and Zayn's house.

Kaylin insists that I can stay with her and Josh, but I don't want to live off of them, especially since their wedding is soon. I look over at Kaylin and say "I'm ready."

She smiles and nods. We walk out of the hospital room and then to the lift. Kaylin presses the button and it opens instantly. We walk into it and then she hits the floor button and it closes.

After a minute the doors open and we walk out of the lift and to the main doors. We walk outside and I get into her car. She gets in and then starts it.

She pulls away and asks "where to?" I look straight ahead and say "take me home please." She nods and then starts off in the direction of my home.

After a couple minuets she breaks the silence. "What if he's there?" I sigh and say "everything happens for a reason...if he's there then maybe it's time for us to talk."

She nods and then turns down my road. I start to feel nervous, I see his bike parked in the drive way and Kaylin parks outside of the house. I smile weakly at her and say "thank you Kk....I'll see you later."

She nods and says "okay, Bye Tay...good luck." I smile and then get out and close the door. I take a deep breath as I take slow strides to my door. I sigh and gulp then twist my doorknob.

The door opens and I look around wide eyed. I walk in and close the door behind me. I look around and the house is a nightmare. There is broken glass on the floor and cigarette packs and buds everywhere.

Tons of liquor and beer bottles surrounding the floors. I look around my home shocked. "Oh my god..." I say as I look up at the stair case.

I walk up the stairs and hold the railing as I go up. "Zayn?" I hear the stairs slightly creek as I go up the stairs and I look around.

I make it up the stairs and walk towards our guest room. "Zayn?" I don't hear anything. His bike is in the drive way though?.... then I walk towards our bedroom. I open the door and I am instantly hit with the scent of weed.

What the fuck?!?...I look around but don't see anything. I sigh and then walk back out of the room. I smile slightly when I remember his art room...

I quickly descend the stairs and I walk towards the basement. In our house there are two doors. One leads to the basement and one leads to his art room.

I open the door to his art room and I hear loud music. I take a deep breath and walk down the stairs. The music gets louder each step I go down.

I let out a sigh and shout. "ZAYN?!?" I look around but he's no where in sight. He's not here....he must have my car then....he has my fucking baby....

I let out a sigh and turn off his music. I look around and see his various spray paints and his canvases. I see his mask on the floor.

I pick up his one canvas and see it's full of purples blues and pinks. I look at it and then frown deeply. He painted a heart with daggers being drove through it.

I set it down gently and then I see a notepad set in the middle of the floor. I pick it up and flip open the first page. It's a girl and her back is facing you, her hair is flowing to the side and she has her hands on her sides in fists.