Twist in my Story // Ziam AU

Chapter 12

Hello me lovelys!!!!!

So this Chap is dedicated to @aliyahpollard. I think shes sweet <3

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 Zayn’s POV

Everything that just happened at the dinner table is making my head spin. Both Harry and Liam are in their rooms right now and Louis and I are debating whether or not we should go talk to them. I think we should because, I’d want someone to talk to if something like that had happened to me. As if reading my mind Louis said, “I think we should go talk to them.” I smiled and gave him a nod. He got up and went to his and Harry’s room and I went to Liam’s.

“Liam open the door please.’’ I asked softly through the door.

“No, go away!” He replied in a teary voice.

“Liam I-” I cut myself off because I turned the door knob and the door was open. When I walked in I was greeted with Liam sitting on the bed, head buried in his hands, crying his eyes out. I quickly went and sat beside him, engulfed him in a hug. 

“It’s okay.” I said repeatedly. After a while he finally stopped crying and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were really red from all the crying and I knew he wasn’t okay.

“I didn’t mean what I said dad.” He said his voice was throaty.

“I know that babe.” I comforted him.

“I’m really sorry. I love Harry, I do but he’s always so protective over everything I do. Makes me feel-” He cut himself and looked down at his hands. I waited for him to start again but he didn’t.

“Makes you feel what?” I asked. He looked at me shyly and then said, “Makes me feel like he’s my Dad more than you.” I just smiled at him, knowing the secret that the poor lad was unaware of.

“Well why don’t you tell him that. He’d forgive you right away.’’ I suggested.

“I-I don’t know.’’ Liam replied.

“Well you’ll have to apologize tomorrow.” I said and he just gave me a quick nod.

"You weren't really-" I started but he cut me off immediately.

"God no Dad, we were just wrestling" He trailed off and I sighed ready to go out of the room but he stopped me.

“Can you sing for me, dad?’’ He requested and I couldn’t help but smile. I used to sing for Niall too, I sighed, I wonder where my boy is. I wonder how tall he is, how many friends he has or how he’s doing at school. I quickly sustain myself and I start singing the song I wrote for Niall, when he first came into my life.

Slow down, the world isn't watching us break down

It's safe to say we are alone now, we're alone now

Not a whisper, the only noise is the receiver

I'm counting the seconds until you break the silence

So please just break the silence

The whispers turn to shouting

The shouting turns to tears

Your tears turn into laughter

And it takes away our fears

So you see, this world doesn't matter to me

I'll give up all I had just to breathe

The same air as you till the day that I die