A day goes by then another day goes by then another and another before Zayn knows it, it's already been a week only one more week to go then spring break is over. All Zayn ever did was sleep not getting up when his step dad would come in or occasionally his mum but they wouldn't try to hard.
The shouting of voices is what woke him up today he groaned at his parents fighting. They seem to pick up the habit of doing this at the same time everyday to say it was annoying to Zayn was an understatement. He pulled the pillow tightly over his face and ears trying to drown out the horrid sound. But it was no use he couldn't go to sleep with these annoying loud voices and crashes. He sat up throwing the pillow at the door in frustration rubbing his sore eyes. "I need a smoke" Zayn mutter to no one in particular their really wasn't anyone else to talk to except himself and these are the times he wishes he had more friends than Harry, Niall and Liam.
He stood up stretching his aching bones a grunt leaving his bones when they did loud 'pops' he threw on a sweat shirt that was way to big it may or may not be Harry's ...... okay maybe it was Harry's but he couldn't help it he missed Harry so much all he had left of him that's keeping him some what sane is this very sweat shirt. Harry's smell still lingers the smell of banana and mint with a hint of a muffin maybe? Or maybe Zayn's just hungry. Either way it smells like Harry and Zayn is perfectly okay with that.
He unlocked his window opening it painfully slow letting the air woosh in hitting his sharp jawline. He fished out a box of fags he had managed to keep in the poker of the hoodie along with his lighter, putting it up to the end of the fag lighting it up taking a big drag. He loved the way his lungs would burn and struggle to take in the toxic tobacco or how the way it fits perfectly between his plump dry crackly lips.
Just gazing out the window finishing off his cigarette he threw it out the window making sure before hand it was put out then closed up the window re-locking it. He sighed sitting down on top of his bed running a hard through his mattered down hair. "What to do what to do..." Zayn said looking blankly around he was bored out of his mind not knowing what to do. He shrugged going to his stash groaning when he saw it's getting low. He didn't feel like getting fucked up on drugs right now he already felt bad so he decided on rolling up a joint just needing something to make him relaxed.
After the joint was down to a nub he threw it under his bed falling down on the mattress starring up at the fan twirling round and round he giggled just watching it for a good ten minutes until an idea hatched in his mind like getting an egg on Easter with money inside.
He's going to go to the beach house weather they want him to or not. He knows where it is sometimes he would get drugs from Liam from there so this should be easy really easy. He could say he was just lonely so decided to hang out with Niall yeah Niall not Harry. Well he could still hang out with Harry they just can't be like they were, but Harry might get mad at him he doesn't want to see Zayn that's like the main reason he went on a brake with him. But Zayn's high mind doesn't really care right now he just needs to leave leave leave.
So that's what he did he grabbed a backpack stuffing some clothes drugs and a toothbrush inside zipping it up and heading down stairs towards the door.
Not knowing what's going to hit him when he walks through the door of the beach house. The three boy's oblivious that Zayn will show up any minute oh will this end badly.
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Cliff hanger kind of? I guess that's a cliff hanger huh?! Welp
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Reckless (Zarry) {On Hold}
Fanfiction"How could you be so reckless?" He asked emerald eyes fuming before walking away leaving Zayn in the hospital bed. This was the price Zayn had to pay for trying to be so free; so reckless.
