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"What happened between us?" Harry asked himself, finding a few Larry Stylinson videos on youtube, the man was in tears seeing what the two did used to look like. "Y-you said you weren't g-gay." Louis replied keeping his eyes at the floor, "L-Louis... We were friends.." With a nod from the smaller boy, "A-and I wanted more than friendship." Harry felt tears pool in his eyes, "T-they wouldn't a-allow it." Louis nodded again tightening his jaw as he stepped back, "A-And I c-could never k-keep a secret."

Liam had his head on Niall's lap his headphones in as he scrolled through Vine. He had fell in love with the app when after Zayn's departure it seemed to capture his exact feelings in six seconds. Currently his stomach had been bothering him all morning and Liam tried to act like it wasn't. However Zayn would be up soon and force him to eat. "Liam get off that." Niall scolded peering down from his own phone, the lad glanced up at him "I-I missed him." Niall sighed gently taking the phone away from Liam's grip, "He's back and He's a dick. He's not the Zayn you liked." Liam chewed his bottom lip sitting up next to Niall on the couch, "H-he's not t-the Zayn I f-fell in love with." He whispered knowing Niall didn't hear him.

As if on cue, Zayn strolled into the room sending lifeless smiles, "Go get Harry and Louis, breakfast will be ready soon." Niall slipped from the couch retreating up the stairs smiling at Louis who glared out his window, "Breakfast."

"I'm not hungry."

"Louis you don't want another punishment." Niall reminded, "W-when will he let us outside?" Louis questioned his earthy eyes going wide, "Don't lose it Louis. We're the only ones we have." Leaving Louis to clear himself before making a scene, Niall knocked on Harry's door, "Breakfast!" "B-be out in a minute!" Harry returned wiping his face from the tears. Putting drops in his eyes, Harry shuffled into the hallway bumping into Louis, the two shared eye contact for a second, "S-sorry." Louis muttered hurrying to the table. Liam sat his sad face already plastered for the day. He hadn't smiled in a while. Zayn served French toast knowing Liam loves it, "Even added powder sugar." He beamed, Liam nodded lifting his lips in an attempt of a smile. Truth be told, Zayn –and everyone- felt horrible for what management did to Liam last time. It had only been two days since the incident and Liam refused to leave his room after Zayn had carried him to bed that day. This morning Niall had finally coaxed Liam into the living room where he didn't force a cuddle, instead Liam slowly snuggled into him.

The band ate Niall making conversation, "W-when are we leaving the house?"

"Well, I said you could leave when good behavior started. So far we haven't had great behavior." Zayn remarked narrowing his stare at Louis, "But, maybe next week I could plan something." He offered seeing Niall smile, "Thanks Zayn, I think getting out of this house would do some of us well." Zayn nodded, "Yes, well, there's always a patio out back." Harry sucked in a breath, "You're right, but the backyard is fucking fenced in. I'm going insane in this hell hole Zayn, we need to be allowed to leave." Zayn's look turned scary, "Harry meet me in the living room after breakfast. Liam eat or you'll be next."

"'M not hungry." Liam mumbled, "I didn't ask." Zayn returned harshly. Harry did as told, laying over the couch in the living room as he waited for Zayn's belt. "You don't ever curse towards me!" Zayn growled slamming the belt down, Harry lunged forward but remained quiet. He remained silent throughout the whole punishment getting up to limp away when Zayn said he could go. Returning to the dining room Zayn saw Liam still playing with his food, "Didn't I say you'd be next if you didn't eat?"

"z-Zayn I-I don't f-feel good." Liam admitted, Zayn's look changed as he nodded, "Go lay down sleep always helps." He commanded sending Liam upstairs with a pat on the bum.

It had been three hours. Three long hours of "sleep." In reality, Liam slept for thirty minutes before trying to get up. However, Zayn guided him right back to his bed, "These aren't comfy clothes baby." He muttered unbuttoning Liam's jeans. "N-no... Zayn t-they're fine.." Liam argued weakly trying to fight him, "Liam stop, I'm just getting you in sweatpants." Zayn ordered sending a punishing slap to the lad's backside as he resumed to wiggle around. Sliding the skinny jeans off, Liam sobbed in his hands as Zayn now had to look at his fat ugly thighs. Getting gray sweats, Zayn pulled them up, lifting Liam's hips himself to secure them in place. "You're acting like a child." Zayn muttered unaware of why Liam was crying, "Get some more sleep, I'll be up to check on you later." He added bringing the covers to Liam's chin before leaving. Liam tried to sleep, only he couldn't. His stomach hurt like hell. Turning the television on, Liam sighed seeing that nothing good was on. Getting up again, he steadied himself by holding his swimming stomach. Peaking down the hallway Liam saw he was clear, sneaking to the living room he made it without being caught. Slipping outside to the patio Liam sighed in relief, the cool January weather cooled him down quickly. Jerking his shirt off, Liam sat in a chair bringing his knees to his chest. Watching the clouds roll on, the silent day soon lulled him to sleep.

Liam was a little too hot, whimpering at the heat he felt a bit of coldness on his stomach. Sighing in relief Liam turned over wanting it on his back. Zayn chuckled softly rubbing Liam's back under his shirt. Realizing the coldness was a human hand, Liam blinked slowly turning back to see Zayn in his bed on his phone, "Hey baby. Harry went out to get you some medicine for your stomach."

"O-out?"

"Yeah, he was in here too. Making sure I didn't punish you for sneaking outside." Zayn clarified, Liam "o'ed" knowing Zayn meant "out" as in he went to the bathroom to look for it. "'m sorry." Liam whispered peering up at him, "It's okay, now I have a reason to sleep with you." Zayn returned grinning, Liam felt frustrated tears prick his eyes, "N-no-"

"Liam don't. Everything is up to me. You can cry all you want. It's my choice, and I choose you."

"T-then why did y-you leave-" Harry entered holding a bottle of orange liquid, "Alright, open up Lee-yum." He commanded smiling warmly at the boy, "C'mon love, it's not that bad." He encouraged, Liam sighed doing as told, accepting the disgusting liquid, "Swallow it all Liam." Zayn warned readying his hand for a bash to the mouth. That's what his mother always did if he didn't swallow his medicine. Lowering his hand, Harry wiped Liam's mouth for him smiling, "Good boy." Handing him a bottle of water, Harry left giving Zayn a pointed look. "Z-Zayn I-I feel fine." Liam hiccuped seeing Zayn adjust to laying down on the bed with his head propping his elbow up, "Good, then let's watch some Netflix." Turning on friends, Liam glanced unsure at the man, "I know it's your favorite." The two watched the show without talking. When Liam's favorite line came up, "WE WERE ON A BREAK!" He burst into laughter leaning closer to Zayn without realizing it. Zayn noticed it. He loved it. Beginning to gently stroke Liam's hair, Zayn had put the boy to sleep kissing his forehead when he turned off the T.V. Pulling Liam closer, Zayn forced cuddled him smiling at how much he had missed it.

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