Drown [z.m.]

22.

In his peripheral vision, Harry knows there are people trying to calm him down, to tell him to hold on. But he is moving and he refuses to stop. Because that's giving up, and giving up is cowardly and therefore, Zayn Malik is a coward.

He is a coward, and it makes Harry angry.

Cold air rushes out to greet him, sneaking up his coat sleeves and turning his nose red, but Harry runs, his heavy boots slapping the pavement underfoot. His cheeks burn; he blames it on the cold, but he knows darn well it's the tears running down his cheeks.

And Zayn Malik is a fucking coward, so Harry is fucking angry.

Wind rushes past him, trying to tell the boy to slow down, but Harry will not. He will not slow down, because he is not a coward. He bumps into several people, he's cursed at several times and his legs burn despite the adrenaline coursing through his veins.

He drops to his knees. People turn to look at the boy who is, if anything, synonymous with lost and broken and ruined. His head falls into his cold, dry hands and he lets a small yell escape his mouth, allowing more tears to follow.

Why in the world did nobody notice Zayn Malik was falling so fast?

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shit it's so short
and im bad at updating but okay :)))
(MoM has me dead js)