"Is something wrong with your phone?"
"I can't seem to reach you."
"I changed my number."
"Here's my new one: 011-44-8229923069"
"Why did you change it? You didn't even tell me?"
"There was no decent reason for it. I just wanted to change it, beside, I'm telling you now."
"What if I'd never ask you? That I'd be waiting for you until we meet again like this? Never have you ever thought of me?"
"Stop being so mad over such small things, Zayn."
"Tell me how."
"Just-"
"Liam, I can't understand you!"
"I'm not asking you to."
"Don't start again. I'm going to work right now and I don't need for you to complain about anything that is up in my life."
"I just-"
"Stop, now. Please, Zayn. For once."
"I MISS YOU!"
"Tell me what went wrong?! What did I do wrong?"
"Fuck- I'm fucking miss you, the things we used to have.. All of us!"
"You didn't do anything. I'm just busy, okay?"
"I told you there's no use for wasting my time anymore. The time is chasing me, Z."
"And you haunt me, Li."
"I never meant to not worth your attention. Please don't tell me that I did waste your time back then.. Because, instead, you filled mine."
"I'm sorry. You just don't understand."
"You can't always have what you want. I get it."
"And then what??"
"That's good."
"Then what, Liam?."
"Talk to you later."
"Fuck you."
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CHARCOAL - ziam
FanfictionThe aftermath of a young poet, Zayn and a not much younger doctor, Liam's affair. - - - - - - - All poetries are originally written by the writer.
