"Is Zayn okay?" Liam asks the second his two parents were out of Zayn's room.
Harry glares at his son, shaking his head. "Like you care." He scoffs.
Hurt flashes through Liam's eyes, keeping quiet. As Liam plays with his fingers, his parents talking with each other and pacing, awaiting for the doctor.
The trio look up once they heard someone- the doctor, come out the room.
"We've done some tests. He seems fine but we will be keeping him for the night to make sure." He informs.
"Is he going to be okay with his...-" Niall trails off, his eyes landing on Liam's before up to the doctor's again.
"We are not sure. Only time will tell, Mr. Styles." The doctor says sympathetically.
"Can we stay with him at night?" Harry asks, a hopeful look placed on his face.
"The parents can as for..." The doctor looks at Liam.
"Oh. It's alright, I can go home." Liam says softly, getting up from the uncomfortable chair.
None of his parents replied back as he walked to the exit of the hospital.
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Liam sighed as he reached his home, sitting on his bed. It was nearly 11 pm, as he got ready for bed.
He undressed himself, scrambling up on his bed under his covers before closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.
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Liam was running.. He didn't know from what, he just kept on running.. Running down an endless trail.
Liam had the curiosity to turn back, but he couldn't. He couldn't with the tension of someone following behind.
"Liam..." A voice called, chanting.
"You're not good enough.. You were never good enough.. You did this. And you will pay."
.
Liam gasped as he shot up from his bed, sweat dripping off his forehead as he breathed in heavily.
It was just a dream- a nightmare.
He laid in bed once again, sighing deeply.
It was just a nightmare. Everything's fine.
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Most of my updates are short. I apologize for that. The next update will be -hopefully- longer, I promise!Hope you liked it! :)!
-Lilo
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Zayn's Fault (Liam Centric) -editing-
FanfictionHonestly, it was all Zayn's fault I'm ignored by my parents. It's his fault that I'm depressed. He was the one to captivate our parents' attention by just creating one single antic. It was his fault my dads don't know all my problems, and basically...