Prompts (one direction boyxboy)

Rumours and Depression || Zayn Centric Zianourry

Prompt: Can u make a zianourry like the first one except like Zayn feels left out or something? And he becomes depressed and the others have to help?
(They are talking about >jumping to conclusions<)
A/N: Made this based off when he supposedly hung out with Eleanor that one time also other rumours and changed it around for angst yknow.

This one is super fucking angsty bc angsty zen centric is my life.

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A few days ago was the 3 year anniversary of One Direction being put in a band together, but the lads weren't together at the time and only Zayn was home so he decided to sleep the day away. When he'd finally woke up he couldn't sign into twitter so got on Louis' laptop, tweeting a cute little bit from there. What he didn't know was that in the time he was sleeping, people were making up rumours that Zayn had went to visit Eleanor Calder which was ludicrous. On top of that, there was an article in the paper saying that Zayn had said nasty things about the lads in an interview the same day. Which was one hundred percent untrue.

Of course he was oblivious to the rumour and just went to cuddle by himself until the other boys came home.

But the boys had read what the fans were saying all over their timelines on twitter. 'Zayn hung out with Eleanor on their anniversary' and 'how could Zayn say that about the boys?:(' The lads couldn't believe it at first but then they read from a '1Dupdate' account so it had to be true, right? That moment the four of them decided that if Zayn wanted to ignore them and be nasty, they would do the same to him.

*

It was a week later and Zayn pushed his food around on the plate as the other boys joked around about the night before. They'd gone out without Zayn for the third time that week and apparently it was much more fun without him there. He sighed and stared at the meat that sat untouched food on his plate. He didn't eat pork, it was against his religion and he thought Harry knew that. Harry always made Zayn some chicken or made sure there was extra pasta for him but not lately. It was just what he obviously couldn't eat and a small salad on his
plate.

Zayn sighed again- sighing seemed to be all he did anymore-and got up, putting his plate in his sink before he headed out to the stairs to head up to his room. He waited a moment and listened, seeing if they would say anything. He heard a chair scrape signifying someone had gotten up.

"Wait!"

Zayns hopes soared and his breath hitched when he heard Niall call out. He smiled and turned around only to see what was actually happening. Liam had gotten up to take his plate to the sink and Niall had told Liam to wait so he could take Niall's plate as well. Tears slowly made their way to glaze over Zayn's eyes as he quickly rushed away from the scene, his face flushed with embarrassment as he shut his room door and leant into it. He didn't know what was going on or why the boys were ignoring him all of the sudden. Maybe it was just an accident and they didn't mean to do it. But what if he had done something wrong? What if he did something to piss them off without intending it. But even so, they would've said something and let him apologise...wouldn't they? In this case they were flat out forgetting about him and leaving him out of the loop.

Zayn laid down in bed sluggishly, curling up and crying softly. He needed his boyfriends, he needed to be cuddled. Maybe when he woke up things would be different.


Hours later when Zayn did wake up, he groggily left his room to see what his lovely boyfriends were up to. He walked out and saw them swarming around to get ready, Liam and louis were both using the mirror in the restroom doing their hair as Zayn walked up to them with a small smile.

"Hey babes, where are you lot going?" He asked.

All he got was Louis scoffing and rolling his eyes until guilty Liam answered him shortly. "Out. With a friend."

Zayn nodded, "Oh. Who? I'll get ready real quick to go with ya I'm sick of bein stuck in the house."

"You don't know him." Louis snapped, glancing at Zayn with an icy glare. "And if we wanted you to come out with us, we would've invited you." He said as he walked out of the loo, bumping into him roughly on the way.

Zayn blinked, swallowing thickly as he turned to them with tears in his eyes. "What did I do?" He whispered shakily but was too quiet for anyone to hear. He quickly ran to his room and slammed the door, crawling into his cold lonely bed as he cried. He was so damn confused, he just wanted to know what he'd done for them to hate him so much. He just wanted them to come home and crawl into his bed. He wanted them to all cuddle again like before. Zayn thought about all their good times as he slowly fell into a light sleep.

*

Another week turns into two and Zayn is just done. The boys were so indifferent and mean to him, no one noticed how sad Zayn actually was. He didn't speak or laugh unless completely relevant and he never left his room when at home.

He used to come and sit out in the den with the lads to watch a film or the footie game but he soon realised it hurt too much to see them cuddling without him.

Interviews were probably a little more painful than doing photoshoots or performing in concerts. Zayn was always forced into the back and even ignored by the interviewer. Liam used to bring him up a lot since he was always forgotten but not anymore. The raven haired man was forced to sit in silence and pretend to laugh or smile every once in a while alone and sad while even Louis, who was always sat next to him, didn't interact with him at all.

Zayn liked concerts the most because the boys actually pretended to care about him. They messed around with him and joked about; even got him to genuinely smile or laugh. It was always just like old times while on stage. But then Zayn realised that one direction were actually just good actors cause right after the show they'd exclude him even worse. It truly broke his heart.

One time Zayn got sick, pretty sick. No one took notice so he went to the doctor alone. He wasn't surprised when he found out he only had a 24 hour flu. But he was pretty surprised when the doctor suggested he get on some antidepressant pills because he just knew the look in Zayn's sad honey eyes. So he did take the pills and was happy. Until he wasn't. Whenever he forgot to take his pill he was even sadder and suicidal thoughts entered his mind. The boys being cold to him was only fuelling them.

Tthey don't even love you.

You see the way they look at you just kill yourself.

You're so worthless no wonder the boys hate you.

*

Zayn grabbed his coat and pulled on his shoes, going for a walk to try to escape his mind. He quickly went past the boys bunched up on the small couch and opened the door. "Going for a walk.." He muttered as if they cared before closing the door.

Maybe a twenty minutes passed before Liam looked up from twitter, looking up at Louis. "Babe. When did you last speak to Eleanor?" He asked and Louis shrugged. "Not since I found out she hung out with Zayn.." He growled.

Liam frowned and looked at his phone, "Look at the tweet one of my fans retweeted from a few weeks ago..." He said uneasily and let the other three look at it.
'@EleanorJCalder: Zayn and I did not hang out together the 23rd, I was at the library studying with my friends all day! I don't know where you get these silly rumours from! xx'
The colour was gone from the four boys' faces. They had over exaggerated and excluded poor Zayn for /weeks/; not having a single care in the world.

Quickly, 4/5 of one direction was darting up the stairs to Zayn's room. "Where is he?!" Niall cried and looked around. "I think he said he was going on a walk relax guys." Harry said lowly, sure not to panic. Niall nodded and was about to head back down to wait for Zayn with the others when he noticed an orange capsule of pills. He turned and walked over, picking it up. The blonde gasped as he read the name. He straight away ran after the boys, starting to cry.

"We gave him depression! Zayn has depression!" He cried as he reached the bottom step.

Liam was turn to snap around and snatch the bottle as Harry comforted Niall. It was shocking but then it wasn't, what did they expect? Zayn was always one they needed to comfort. He was the one that took hate even harder than Niall and Harry. The one that had unnecessary insecurities and was pretty shy. And they had ignored him, left him to fend for himself. Even been flat out mean to him.

Liam wanted to cry because he knew Zayn wasn't okay, he knew. He could see the look in his older boyfriends face when he was completely ignored during an interview but still didn't bother to talk to him or bring him up like always.

Niall did cry because he had been so nice and fake to Zayn during concerts but was the complete opposite as soon as they left the stage. He saw the hope in Zayn's eyes and just laughed at it. He laughed.

Harry cried as well because he and Zayn were so close, they were each others rock. He always heard Zayn crying in his room but ignored it or pushed it off until later and forgot. He always noticed Zayn sitting alone while they cuddled but didn't do a damn thing. What the fuck is wrong with him? He didn't even know why they were mad anymore!

And Louis was stone faced with tears glazing over his eyes. He was probably the worse. To Zayn, the insults Louis threw at him were just a little less painful than the silence. But Louis had to disagree. His words were terrible, from saying things like, "your smile is ugly anyways." at a photo shoot when the photographer complained about Zayn not smiling enough, to him laughing cruelly when Zayn didn't get his solo while on tour. Needless to say, Louis knew he was shit.

*

Zayn stepped back inside about a half hour later, off his coat after he shut the door and kicked off his shoes. He was about to walk up to his room and sulk for the rest of his life or maybe even take his life when he saw his four band mates standing there. He looked down and went to go around them when Liam stopped him by grabbing his arm, "Why didn't you tell us?"

"...what..?"

"You have depression and you didn't tell us!"

Zayn felt like he wanted to cry but he scoffed at them, shaking his head. "No. No you can't do this now. You're too late." He spat, having been off the pills off the day. "You guys are cunts! I've done nothing wrong and you've treated me like complete shit so fuck you!" He neatly shouted, shoving past them and storming up to his room.

The four boyfriends stood in shock and looked around at each other, panic written on their facial expressions. They didn't know what to do but they did know they had to fix the second oldest boyfriend before he did something really stupid.

So again, 4/5 of one direction found themselves racing up the stairs to their boyfriends room.