"😢"
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"I'm not feeling it anymore."
"What?"
"Anything.."
"I don't understand, Li."
"I've been stressed out lately."
"Don't.."
"I'm not feeling well."
"I've got sore throat, my head aches."
"Maybe you need to take a rest. Just, don't forget to take the aspirins."
"There are my patients waiting for me in the hospital."
"Who's gonna help them if yourself get worse?"
"I have to show up, Zayn."
"You weren't like this when you were with me."
"What do you mean?"
"You were never this selfless when it's about us. You and me."
"Jesus, not now."
"I'm just telling you that, there are time you have to think about yourself and there are other time you have to think about other people. Fairly."
"I did think about you. I missed some of my studies back where we were highschoolers for you. Only for you. And still you'd call me selfish?"
"I call you jerk."
"The fuck?"
"Stop playing victim. I'm so tired of you coming for me only when you need to fuck around. I'm not here to shove my shoulder for you to fucking cry on. I'm here to be in love and to be loved."
"Liam, I'm not your fucking doll."
"I know."
"You're just asking too much and I'm too caught up in my job."
"That's why I told you we're better off as friends. Or maybe that has just changed now.."
"We're better off as strangers."
"Fucking-"
"I hope you infect your patients and may yourself rot in hell, you son of a bitch."
"Love you too."
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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.
