love, cheater ➳ ziam au

|twenty two|

Dear Liam Malik-Payne,

Hello, my love. Only a few weeks to go before our bundle of joy is with us, yeah? I can't wait.
You might think I was more excited when Louis was about to be born. But that was before I hurt you, and I didn't feel remorse nibbling my skull, and we were happy. Doesn't that word sound foreign? I'm sure it does to you.

I'm writing this letter for other reasons. Yes, this is still about how much I love you, but on the contrary there is a much more saddening subject. It revolves around Harry.

Liam, my love, my shining star, please. Please take Harry away. He loathes me Liam, he hates my guts. He thinks that him and Niall are having a baby because of me, and yes that is partly true but I wasn't the one who had sex with the blonde frea- Wait. Never mind. I did. Wow. Even my brain is going against me. I'm sorry.

Liam, he hides my medicine. He hides it because he wants me to die. And he's a nice lad and he was one of my closest mates but all of this stress and anger is taking a toll on him. I'll be fine on my own Liam, I assure you, please take him away. You're the only reason he stays with me in my hellhole.

My therapist says that it's for the best if I stop whatever I'm doing. I need to stop hurting myself and trying to kill myself if I want to make up for whatever I've done to you and fuck Liam, I'm in a twisted dilemma because I can't choose between trying to earn your forgiveness or giving myself up to Satan.

Honestly, even I'm fed up with what's going on. I want you back so much Liam, and I'm trying my best to get you to forgive me and it's stupid and it's hopeless because I can't forgive myself.

I love you, you're my lifeline and I'm not giving up on us anytime soon.

Love,
Cheater

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"Harold." Liam sighed into the phone, his fingers grasping Zayn's letter, "You can leave him alone now. He says he'll be okay on his own." He heard Harry sigh on the other side, and he could visualize him running a frustrated hand through his long hair.

"Liam." Harry finally spoke up, his voice meek and quiet, "I'm sorry for treating him like this but I can't help myself. I hate him, Liam, he's selfish and he thinks he's all that. And I know I'm sounding like an asshole but in my opinion, right now my only duty should be my daughter. She's coming in less than a week, Li. And- And I want to be a good father, but.."

Liam frowned as concern washed over him as he heard Harry's voice get heavy and trail off. "What's wrong, Haz?" he whispered, sitting down on his bed.

"But, Li-" Harry choked out, his voice cracking, "I'm scared I- I'll be a bad father."

Liam's heart dropped as he heard his best friend break down into sobs. "You're not, Harold. You're going to be the best fucking father ever, and I'm so-" Liam released a sharp breath, "And I'm so proud of you, Haz. God, you've- you've put up with so much shit, and I admire you so much, and I'm sorry. Clearly, this is tearing you apart and I want you to take a break. I need you to take a break, Harry. You need it. There's a week until Niall is due so go out somewhere. Get away from here, Harry, have some time for yourself. For me."