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Sleepless *Ziam*

I wake up to the sound of screams. That's not normal.

I look around the hotel room, Zayn's thrashing around in his bed, the blankets and sheets are on the floor. He looks like he's in pain. "Zayn." I hiss, hoping he hears me.

"No! Don't! Come back!" Zayn yells as he tosses over to his side.

I throw my legs over the side of the bed. I cautiously stand, not fully awake. "Zayn? Zaynie, wake up." I say as I place a hand on his shoulder, hoping to wake the boy.

"No! Don't leave me alone! I don't want to be alone!" Zayn screams as he tosses his head to the side.

"He looks so broken...I've never seen him like this." I think to myself.

I'm worried, his normally tan skin is pale, paler than Niall and that's saying something. "Zayn. C'mon man wake up." I mutter, hoping the boys don't wake up in the next room.

I place a hand on each of his shoulders and gently shake him. "Zayn!" I yell softly. He shoots up and tears are streaming down his cheeks.

"L-liam? Oh god...I'm sorry." He mutters as he quickly wipes tears from his cheeks.

I sit next to him on the bed. "Hey now, don't be sorry. Are you okay?"

He nods, I know he's lying. "Come here." I state quickly.

He looks at me. "W-what?"

I lay back and hold my arm out. "Come here, you look like shit and you probably haven't had a good night's sleep have you?"

He slowly shakes his head and lays his head down on my shoulder, still sniffling lightly. "I didn't mean to wake you. I just...I had a nightmare. It wasn't very nice." He says softly.

I rub small circles in his shoulder. "Want to tell me about it?" I ask.

He shakes his head, causing me to sigh lightly. "This isn't the first time..Is it?" I ask.

He once again shakes his head, crying softly into my neck. "Oh Z...."

He sits up, wiping his tears and standing up. "You should go back to bed Liam, I know you wanted to go to the gym at 7." He mutters as he walks to the bathroom.

I get up and follow him without him knowing. He leaves the door open a crack as he stands in front of the mirror. "Why can't I tell him! It's not that hard right? Just say it and get it over with... It's not like Louis and Harry aren't dating, and I know he likes guys...But, what if he says no. He won't be my friend anymore. God...I'm so fucking stupid." He pauses his rant to hit the counter, it causes me to wonder who he's talking about. "Why do you have to be there Liam?" He mumbles softly under his breath.

"With your eyes, your personality, your hair. God your hair, why the hell is it so soft all the time? Honestly, why do you have to be a fucking hot person and my bandmate!" He says a little louder.

I smile, cause honestly I feel the same about him, I think the same things. I push the door open as quietly as possible before clearing my throat, causing him to jump. "You realize you could've told me you like me and I wouldn't have cared."

He looks at the floor sadly. "Oh..Sorry."

I cross my arms. "It's kinda stupid for you to keep it to yourself. Especially since I love you too."

"I'm sorry Liam. I knew you'd think that wa- Wait what?" He says as he looks up suddenly.

I smile softly before walking up to him and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "I love you."

He smiles cheekily. "I love you too."