Cry // z.m. {AU}

Saturday

Niall woke up yawning and stretching. He saw Zayn sleeping beside him, "Good morning Zaynie.", he awaited for a response from him with a smile on his face.

He didn't get any response, he shook Zayn as he started saying, "Good morning baby."

Still nothing. He started to grow worried, he shook Zayn and shouted his name. Zayn didn't want to wake up. Niall started panicking as he took Zayn's arm. And to his surprise, he was cold.

"Zayn?", Niall said with a hint of scared-ness in his voice. He slowly took Zayn's wrist into his hand. He checked for a pulse.

Nothing.

Niall covered his mouth and started sobbing and repeatedly started saying, no.

Zayn was dead.

Niall called emergencies and pleaded for someone to come help him. His boyfriend was dead. He didn't want to accept it, but it was true. Zayn was gone.

There was only one thing he could do as he waited for the paramedics to arrive.

Cry.