iii. airport

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after our little get together at liam's party we only met up for coffee once then he had to leave out of the country to celebrate niall's birthday with his parents.

my phone vibrates in my pocket.

liam: so um im at the airport rn and completely drunk

zayn: what do you mean you're at the airport drunk?

liam: niall broke up with me? like? he left me? or more like i left and he stayed behind? idk why i do this to myself when he should be the one feeling sorry for letting someone extremely amazing go? i mean im gRRRRReAT

zayn: liam im coming for you. don't do anything stupid.

it comes to my attention that i don't have a car. but he does. lucky for me he told me where to find the spare key to his apartment.

at liam's apartment i start to look around for the keys and luckily they were right there on the coffee table.

before heading out, i stop myself and take a look around. this entire place is a mess. it's like a tornado passed by here either that or some really emotional stuff went down here. i mean liam hasn't been in his apartment for a week, what could have possibly happened here?

i didn't put much thought into it since it wasn't my place to be snooping around somebody's home.

* * * * *

at the airport i spot liam sitting down with his phone in his hand. i walk over to him and there are tears in his eyes. he mumbles, but i was able to tell what he said. he's been texting niall constantly, trying to win him back but he hasn't gotten a response.

i comfort him, tell him that everything is gonna be okay. but liam refuses to accept that and keeps on saying that his life is over that the past 3 years were completely a waste of his time.

looking at him, i could feel my heartbeat getting faster. he looks so vulnerable... no zayn don't take advantage of him.

it takes a while but we finally move out of the airport and into the car.

liam falls asleep and i just look at him, snore. goddammit why did i fall for this guy?

halfway to liam's apartment, he says something. the one sentence that killed me. he asked:

why didn't i make a move.

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