Come Back (a Zerrie fanfiction)

Chapter 24: Brothers

Gif on the side is not mine! Got it from Tumblr!!

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Zayn takes another gulp of his beer.

No, it's not that he was angry at Harry or his mates, he was over that a while ago. They had a point and he was in no position to just storm his way to his room. He was thinking of apologizing the next day.

The thing that made him mad that time was that he never thought about giving Perrie a day to calm down. And then what they said suddenly made sense and what Anne said mixed with that and he felt his head ache and that was why it took so long for him to answer their question.

And then Harry's little outburst in his opinion was silently shouting, "After being with girls your whole life, you didn't know?!"

And Zayn could've sworn that the Harry in his nightmare started talking. "Well, it's not like you'd know anything at all. Which is probably why your relationship's going to break like shards soon."

And that was why Zayn also snapped at them and marched upstairs.

After eating dinner with them, he went back to his room and locked the door silently and here he was.

"She lost trust in you! She can't trust you enough for the two of you to make this relationship work. And if your relationship doesn't work, then it's bye bye for the two of you." Anne's words swirled through his brain despite his semi-drunk state.

"If your relationship doesn't work, then it's bye bye for the two of you."

"Bye bye for the two of you..."

"She can't trust you enough to make this relationship work."

A single tear slid down Zayn's face as the words struck him very hard. He continues to take another huge gulp from his beer, trying to drown those words away and dull the pain in his heart yet again.

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He woke up with a pretty bad hungover. Seems like finishing all his cans of beer was a pretty bad idea. Well, at least he didn't wake up with the sun beating his eyes out, like they always do.

It is pretty dark today, and for the first time, Zayn thanks Allah or whoever God that there were no traces of sunlight because his head is swimming and bouncing and ringing from so much pain. And he doesn't even know if that made any sense.

Slowly, he rises up from his bed and trudges toward his door and exits with a hand clutching his mane.

He hears some talking from downstairs. It gets louder and louder and louder with every step he takes downstairs, contributing more pain on his headache.

And whatever the boys were talking about sounded gibberish to Zayn because he doesn't get anything they uttered even if he's reached downstairs already.

"You guys are so noisy..." he whines when he reaches the living room.

"Zayn!" Harry yells, coming close to the raven. "You gotta check this out," he says in a rather serious tone. He hooks an arm around the still confused lad, walking back to the rest of the boys with Zayn in his grip.

Harry lets go, "Read this." The curly brunette hands a rolled up newspaper before Zayn's eyes. The raven gives a look of confusion at first, but takes it anyway.