Voices Numb: Zayn Malik

Chapter. 5

It felt good that I was able to tell someone my secret. Well part of it. Finally! 

My head was still pretty painful from the night before but the asprin was slowly helping. 

I pulled myself slowly into the lounge room of the boys partment and slumed down on the sofa. I had just drifted back off to sleep curled in a ball when a noise woke me up again. 

Come on! I thought as I cracked open an eye. At first it took me a while to realise what I was seeing. Lillian, standing in the door to the kitchen wearing nothing but panties and one of Zayn's old t-shirts. I felt my stomach drop as I put two and two together. 

"Babe, be quite you might wake..."

Zayn stopped talking as he walked around the corner. He was looking at me funny, and I realised that my face must have looked deathly. 

"What's up Cole? Why that face?"

"Ohh um. My stomach just really hurts this morning." 

He looked reassured. Lillian snaked her hands around his waist and sucked on his ear lobe. It made me sick to the stomach to watch. 

"Excuse me." I got up and went straight outside to the balcony for some air. As I was leaving the room I heard Lillian giggle as Zayn chased her back up to our room where they would most likely have sex. 

I hadn't realised that I was crying until Liam put a comforting hand on my shoulder. 

"Something you want to talk about?"

"Mmm, not really. I'll be right."

"well anyway, I made you some procrastination tea and cake."

"Procrastination?"

"Well I'm supposed to be writing a new song but I can't think of anything to write about."

"Well I can maybe inspire you. This isn't going to be a happy song though."

That was the second time today that I had told my story. And I was glad that it was to two of my most trusted friends. When I had finished my story Liam was crying. 

"Don't cry, It's all in the past now. "

He moved forward and gave me a tight hug. "I'm sorry I can't stop. That girl, Lillian, she in our house. Why have you not told Zayn?"

"Because it was my problem and he has too much to worry about already."

I could tell that Liam disagreed with what I had just said but he didn't pester me any further. 

"You know, The bad thing is. I think I like him. Maybe more than just a friend."

His face fell at this last part and he was about to respond when Harry burst out into the patio complaining about how hungry he was. Reluctantly I left the comfort of my conversation with Liam to one with Harry about how he could feel his stomach compressing in on his other organs. 

I decided that I would make everyone lunch considering it was almost 12:30 already. Harry kept my mind destracted from the living horror i was experiencing by talking about literally anything and everything.

Soon enough I had a massive plate of hot dogs and spaghetti ready to go. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves and planning what we were going to do for the next 3 and a half weeks before tour. That's when Zayn (God bless his timing) waltzed into the kitchen followed by Lillian.

Liam was the first to go silent. I could see Louis tense his muscles and I gave them both a warning glare. Liam gestured towards Louis to come and sit next to me, most likely to make sure that /i didn't go anywhere. Little did they know, i couldn't go anywhere. This monster had followed me all the way to London and was now in my temporary house. 

"Zayn mate can I talk to you for a minute. Alone" He made and emphasis on the word 'Alone' as he looked at Lillian. She sulked at leaving Zayn and took a seat next to Niall who was so busy eating he didn't notice the tension in the air. 

If Liam mentioned anything about my problem to Zayn, I would literally kill him!