Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam [EDITING IN PROGRESS]

You Remember Liam?

Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam

Chapter 9| You Remember Liam?

"So Zayn can you tell me why I have a message from you that you don't want to have any boxing training anymore?"

Zayn had watched Louis enter his home – correction the new home that he now shared with his boyfriend. He was surprised to see him just enter the house just right after he did. So imagine his face after entering the house to see your best friend.

"Um, about that...I just uh, thought that I would be better without it. Okay? Okay."

He went to turn around and go straight to the couch but that didn't seem like an option for him. Since Louis turned and pressed his hand against Zayn's stomach preventing him from walking by towards the living room.

Louis brought him back for him to look into his eyes when talking to him.

"What's wrong? You don't look all right."

"Look, I–I–I just, I just-just got off a phone call not too long ago that I wasn't all too happy about, all right? Can we drop it?"

"Well no not if it is bothering you this much." He said which made Zayn like about him. "What was it about? Maybe I can help."

Zayn moved away from him repeating the word no frantically.

"The more people who know about this then it's going to reach Josh and I don't want someone to tell him because it has to come from me. It has to come from his boyfriend."

Louis watched him carefully watching him pace slowly from place to place on the floor only made him find out that something was really wrong and that nothing good could come out of it. So he found himself to reach up to him.

He caught him by the arms and lowered him to the couch for him to sit and for himself to sit across from him. He gave his all best knowing smile in his direction while gently biting down on his lower lip.

"Look, I am your friend right?"

Zayn gave a small nod.

"Okay, then you should know that I can keep secrets from people if it is necessary. But if you say that you will tell Josh then I will not but in to tell him. It will all be on you."

Zayn gave another nod.

"It'll be all right. Just tell me. It can't be that bad."

Zayn shook his head. "It is bad. It is beyond bad."

"Well, then tell me why it's so bad." He said his eyes darting to both of his eyes.

"Well um, it happened when I was five..."

It was the same wintery night of 1998 just as it was in 1947. Nothing had changed much over the years. But within Malik's residence, there was a saying going around that they had let people live in their house for a while to get some money.

That was true. No doubt about it.

It worked out perfectly. Breakfast would be ready for everybody and it was amazing, everyone would have fun. Oh! Especially the kids. Zayn and his sisters would have so much fun playing with all the other kids.

Though there was something funny about this one kid though.

It was the son of Geoff and Karen Payne. Liam Payne.

He didn't seem right of the sorts of children. He just sat by and watched the other kids running and playing throughout the house. Then when the kids went outside to play, Liam would be sitting at the window of his room watching them.