Goodbye [l.s/niam au]

Chapter 2: I'm Sorry.

Chapter 2: I'm Sorry.

Warning: If you are suicidal or self harm or get triggered easily skip the flash back.

{louis}

"it's zayn." niall pauses on the other end of the line. "he tried again, they're trying to get him, fuck, back but he's getting weaker and i don't know what to do."

harry mouths everything okay?, i shake my head and he tilts his own with the mop of curls that are tamed back to the side. zayn, I mouth. I hear a gasp and a thump on the other end of line. "okay we'll be there soon!" i hang up the phone, "go get jasmin i heard her gasp and drop the phone then meet me out in the car, yeah?"

"yeah," he leans in to peck my lips and i meet half way. despite everything we're going through, i still love him like i did when we first met.

i walk to the black range rover harry and i shared. minutes later i see harry and jasmin walking out of the flat. when my little girl gets closer i can see her perfectly done eye makeup is smeared a bit so i reach for her and wipe it to make it seem less likely that she's been crying, well because she's self-conscious about her eyes and this wouldn't help. "pa, what's going on? what's wrong with uncle z?"

"i would love to tell you, princess, but i don't know if i could. i was there when something like this happened for the first time and i was as scared as you are." i sigh pulling her into a hug, she wraps her arms around my waist. "maybe dad could tell you. But right now we have to get to the hospital. harry! hurry up, love!" as if on cue, he climbs into the rover. we drive in silence because i've almost lost zayn too many times for being 25. it all started 11 years ago.

~flashback~

i was walking home from school with zayn. it was a quiet walk and typically he would be telling me everything, but today he was fidgeting. "hey, z?"

"mmm?" he hummed in response.

"you okay?" i turn to him and see his walls break but also see them being rebuilt just as quickly.

"m'fine." he doesn't look at me.

"so," i say nearing our street, "want to do homework at mine or yours?" Simple question that is asked everyday.

"i actually have something i have to do and i have to be alone. m'sorry, lou." i'm shocked. this is the first time, out of the three years we've done this, he's told me he wants to be alone. i swallow thickly and nod.

"okay, well, i guess i'll see you tomorrow?"

"if something goes wrong," he mumbles. i'm shocked but don't question it. "yeah."

hours later i get a text from zayn.

from z

i'm sorry i couldn't be as great of a friend as you are to me and i'm sorry but i have to.

confused by the message, i go over his house. i knock twice and wait for zayn's mum to answer the door. "well hello, louis. didn't expect to see you here this late, zayn in his room. i'm assuming that's why you're here." i nod, though she doesn't need conformation. i quickly walk up the flight of stairs to zayn's room. i knock quietly. after a long minutes of no answer, i try the lock. locked, what ever he's doing he doesn't want anyone to bother him. i walk over to the table down the hall and grab the spare key that unlocks all the doors. i walk back to zayn's room and unlock the door. taking a deep breath i open it and see that zayn is not in here. i walk over to his in suite and he water running. i open the door, this door was unlocked, and see the younger boy lying on the floor. he looks as if he fell asleep by the bathtub. i lightly shake him.

"zayn?" he doesn't budge. i move my hand to his neck and check for a pulse. faint, frantically i look beside him and see an empty pill bottle. "no, zayn! help! ms. malik please!" i cry. i pull out my phone and call 999.

"999 what your emergency?"

"m-my friend over dosed and he needs help!"

"sir, i need you to check his pulse for me."

i check again. "it's really weak. Please help me."

"louis?" i turn to see his mum. "what's going on?" i can't manage to say anything and point to the empty pill bottle and then my phone.

"ma'am, please move out of the way." the emergency people are here. "sir, i'm going to ask you to remove your hand from him."

i did as i was told and then ended up in the hospital hours later. the doctor comes and both zayn's mum and i stand. "he's going to survive but he's going have to be sent to get some help."

~~End Flashback~~

to this day, i can't get the picture of 14 year old zayn on the bathroom floor dying.

Nice and long, yeah? I'll be updating with longer chapters soon!!! Sorry I didn't update Some Things Will Never Change but when I was going to I realised I didn't even write anything, oops sorry. This is dedicated to Radiclou since her story Flower Boy! It's amazing and I really recommend it because of the fluff and amazing writing.

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