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Boxes were being packed and it shocked Niall a little how everything was happening just too quickly. It had just been five days since he had been discharged from the hospital, Zayn taking full responsibility of keeping the blonde under a strict watch and thankfully, his parents had just assumed that it was a little accident rather than a suicide attempt that landed their son in the hospital. Niall was more than fine with it. 

The blonde sighed heavily, grabbing the few skirts that had been left around and neatly putting them in a red suitcase. He was well aware of eyes watching him but chose to ignore that, focusing his entire attention on Harry who was helping him pack the boxes and suitcases. 

"Why did you plan this so suddenly?" The female voice choked out, a loud sob raking from her body and Niall could feel his entire being being consumed by guilt. His own mother was crying because of him and as much as Niall wanted to just stay with his parents, he knew that Zayn was all he needed to get better. His own thoughts were sometimes way too negative and overwhelming, making him feel suffocated and constricted in his own body. He could tell his parents about it all, of course but then again, there was a leaked video going around and he had finally quit school with every ounce of courage in him, now to put another burden of his suicidal thoughts and random mood swings on his parents was going to be too much. He was eighteen now, mature enough to make his own decisions. 

"I'm eighteen, mom. About time I leave the nest and fly away," The small blonde rolled his eyes, turning around to stare at the small woman, her eyes filled with tears and Niall couldn't help but feel his heart break, Without any warning, he wrapped his arms around Maura's neck, sobbing into her chest as he held her tightly. 

"I know you're a grown boy now but I never expected you to leave us so quickly." Maura cried, rubbing her hands up and down the trembling boy's back. She nodded her head to Greg, her older son was watching the scene from afar, a box labelled 'utensils' in his arms and with the nod of Maura's head, Greg took the boxes down the stairs. 

"I'm just a few blocks away mum." Niall chuckled, reminding himself and even his mum that he was just moving in with Zayn. 

"Take care of yourself, my little baby." 

"I will." 


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Niall stared at the house in front of his eyes. He had been here so many times before, for so many different reasons. He could faintly remember the time when Louis had dropped him here, claiming that Niall really needed the sex lessons to get Liam's attention and maybe that was the point when the blonde should've opened his eyes and realized that Louis was more than keen and intent on Niall ending up with Zayn. 

He shook his head, clearing his mind from all the thoughts before ringing the door bell. There were times when Niall really hated himself from troubling Zayn so much without their being any deep relation between the two of them. The older Pakistani was just supposed to a guy who taught him about sex and how to perform it well but now, he was so much more than that. Niall could not even bring himself to imagine how life would turn out if Zayn wasn't by his side. He shuddered at the thought. 

The loud creak of the door opening, and footsteps halting, got the blonde out of his stupid negative mind, and his blue eyes widened as they took over Zayn's taller and a bit muscular frame clad in a black suit, looking as if he was dressed to impress. 

 

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