Next To You (Ziall/Larry Mpreg) AU UNDER HEAVY EDITING

Chapter 8

A/N: So here it is Chapter 8, sorry if it's boring and not long enough, I just had a horrible writers block and not time to write this story, but here it is.

Picture on the side of what I think Gavin should look like

Song: Pretend it's ok by Little Mix!

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Enjoy the chapter and sorry about the horrible end ( You'll see), please don't kill me!

Chapter 8

Sunday morning Zayn woke up with a stuffy nose and a massive headache due to all the crying he did last night while his boyfriend Niall held him close and whispered sweet nothings and then sung a song to him when he couldn't stop sobbing.

Flashback:

"You're safe love, he's not gonna get you!" Niall whispered to Zayn, trying to calm him down.

"Y-you don't k-know w-what he he's capable of doing! I'm sorry you had t-to see t-that!" Zayn sobbed tightening his grip on Niall's shirt.

"You don't have to apologize love, that guy's a dick!" Niall murmured

"I d-don't wanna c-cry anymore!" Zayn said trying to calm down.

Niall rubbed his back and began singing, he thought maybe it would call him down,

"You've got that smile

That only heaven can make

I pray to god everyday

That you keep that smile

You are my dream

There's not a thing I won't do

I'll give my life up for you

Cause you are my dream

And baby everything that I have is yours

You will never be cold or hungry

I'll be there when you're insecure

Let you know that you're always lovely-"

"Thank you!" Zayn whispered

"Shh, Want me to walk you in?" Niall asked

"No it's okay. I'll see you later right?" Zayn asked

"Course babe!" Niall smiled and gave Zayn one last kiss.

End of Flashback.

Zayn managed to drag himself out of his bed and into the bathroom to take a shower. He let the hot water relax his muscles only to tense up again when all the memories came flooding back, haunting him, not leaving him alone or breathe properly.

He felt like he was suffocating, he felt dirty and used, he washed his body until his skin was red but he still felt the same. He slumped down to the bath tub floor and brought his knees up to his chest and buried his head between his knees and cried silently not wanting his sisters or his mum to hear him.

He could still feel Gavin's dirty hands touching him, roaming throughout his body and whispering disgusting things on his ear while he hurt him over and over. He remembers himself standing on the edge of that bridge ready to jump. Harry, his Hazza, running up to him screaming his name and standing a few feet away from him crying and begging him not to jump and leave him alone.

The extremely cold rain pouring over over both of them soaking them wet, making them shudder, after a few minutes Harry had managed to grab him and pull him away from the edge and into his arms where Zayn sobbed and Harry comforted him. They got sick after it but Harry was happy his Zayn was still there with him, with his family.