Texting Love || ziam au✔️

36 || Midnight making up

Zayn didn't mean to do it. He swore he didn't mean to attack Liam like that. The girl didn't even do anything and now, because of his outburst, he made her run away from him. Zayn knew he f.ucked up big time and he had no idea how to fix it again. He just found out he lost his mother and know he'll probably lose his girl too. His knuckles were bleeding, the dent in the wall from the first hit now being a deep hole after punching it so many times out of anger. He couldn't feel his fingers nor his whole hand. It felt numb. Just like his body. His eyes were still bloodshot and puffy from the crying, his hair a complete mess. He sniffled, his nose still stuffed and slightly hurting from how many times he tried to clear it.

The lad was now sitting on his bed, his eyes glued onto the back of his hand as he watched the blood slightly ooze out of the open wounds. When he tried to open his hand, the pain shot right through his arm, a soft hiss falling from his lips. He bit down at his bottom lip, his eyes slightly watering at the pain.

He sighed and rubbed at his eyes, reaching under his bed to get the first aid kit with his free hand. Once he got it, he pulled it out, getting the spray sanitizer first. He grabbed his blanket and bit down at it, slowly spraying it on his hands, the burning sensation causing the lad to groan and curs loudly against the blanket.

"Moferfufer!" His insult came out as a muffle, his hand slightly tingling due to the burning pain. He got out the bandage, trying to wrap it around his hand that was slowly swelling up. It was hard to do it by himself, a frustrated whine coming from him when he failed.

But his head suddenly snapped up when he heard the door of his dorm click and open, his heart beating fast when he saw Liam slowly walk in. His heart crumbled into millions of pieces at the sight of her, knowing exactly that she cried as well.

Their eyes met and without saying anything, Liam dropped her purse and quickly walked up to him, cupping his face after Zayn spit the blanket out of his mouth. She leaned down and pressed their lips hard together, slowly climbing on his lap.

The dark haired lad didn't think about hesitating, immediately kissing her back and wrapping his arm around her. Both of them ended up crying again as they kissed each other, whispering soft apologies and I love you's to one another. Liam's delicate fingers tangled in her boyfriends soft locks, their lips still moving in perfect sync. A shiver ran down her spine at the feeling of Zayn's huge hand running up and down her back, gently caressing it.

The brunette soon pulled away, sniffling softly and rested her forehead against the lads, her eyes closed. "I'm so sorry." Zayn whispered and gently squeezed her waist, biting his lip. "I don't know what came over me..."

Liam shushed him and pressed their lips back together gently, gripping his jaw a little. "It's okay," she murmured against his lips, opening her eyes once she pulled back, "I understand." She gave him a soft yet sad smile, gently stroking his hair.

"You know, I would never hurt you, right?" Zayn looked up at her. "I really don't know what– what came over me. I just–"

"You were mad, sad, hurt and vulnerable. Baby, it happens when you lose someone who was so close to you. I understand, it's okay." The brunette caressed Zayn's tear stained cheeks. "The anger took over you and you just let it go. Sometimes people do stupid shit when they are hurt." The lad just looked at her, his heart fluttering. The fact that Liam came back after the outburst made him realize how much she really loved him. There was something real between them and Zayn was just relieved that she didn't just leave and not come back. He was lucky to have the girl by his side but he also knew he didn't deserve to her after tonight.

He came back to reality when he felt Liam grab his wounded hand, his eyes snapping down to their hands. He heard the brunette sigh and grab a small tissue from the first aid kit, gently dabbing the blood off of it before grabbing the spray bottle and sprayed more of the sanitizer on it.

Zayn hissed at the burning sensation, his hands balling into fists. "Don't." The girl warned and opened his hand again, taking then bandage and wrapping it around his hand. She tied it up, bringing it up to her lips to press a lingering kiss on it. "We're gonna get through this together. You and me." She smiled reassuringly up at him, gasping when Zayn pulled her into a tight, bone-crushing hug.

"I love you." He sniffled and smiled through his tears, nuzzling his nose in her soft curls. "I love you too Zee, so much." Liam smiled softly and kissed his head, hugging him back just as tight.

That night, Zayn let Liam be the big spoon, having cuddled himself against her chest while she stroked his hair with her fingers, humming softly until he fell into a deep amd peaceful sleep.