Sometimes others can see things you don't. like a moving car, a spider, a bad relationship anything really. sometimes things don't make sense in your head but in someone else's it does. sometimes you just can't see that someone else can and it sucks when you so desperately wish you could understand.
Like when someone tells you they don't feel well, and you say I know the feeling, but do you really? do you really understand what they are feeling? no.
No you don't because there pain may be just a bit sharper, or a bit duller, or maybe they don't feel anything at all, or maybe they are dying, you don't know.
Not everyone understand because we all process information differently. we all see and hear different things and that's not bad. it's helpful, gives the world more imagination.
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"When do you have work?" Liam asked placing his plate by the dishes I'm doing at the moment.
"All week Liam never changes"
"So you won't be home?"
"No Liam"
"Okay cool, I'm having some people over is that cool?"
"Who?"
"People from work" he sits in the stool next the the dishes.
"Liam can I tell you something!"
"Um sure..."
"Your a cheater okay. your a liar and a cunt and I hate you okay! I don't even want to be with you! you probably have so many STDs they have to come up with new ones and you can't just sleep with everyone because if we are going to be married you better get you slut ass together okay!"
"Zayn I can do what I please! plus I'm gunna fuck anyone I want to okay and your going to watch!"
"Your such a whore"
"Why don't you go marry harry! bet the freak would love your dick!"
"He does actually because he can suck it better than you can"
"So you ducked the retard!"
"Yep I did and it was good!" I smirk and he raises his hand to hit me.
And I raise out if bed. I sit up Steiger and there is sweat all over my body and forehead. my t-shirt is sticked to my back and I'm best hung heavy. there is a shift in bed and I look over to see Liam was holding me tightly
"Babe are you okay? you had a bad dream" I think for a bit looking around.... wow that felt so real.... kind of wanted it to be true if in honest. no zayn you lo--well you like Liam and your getting married... ugh.
"I'm fine just need some water!"
"Okay I'll go get it" Liam says as he goes down stairs to get me some water. I think over my dream and frown. I've been having weird dreams ever since I left the hospital 3 days ago from visiting harry. I hear footsteps come up the stairs and I lay back down trying to act asleep not really easy to answer Liam's questions at the moment.
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Sorry it's short :/
Hope it's alright tho
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