Dreary|| zarry

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The first time he left England was when his parents decided to send him to boarding school in America after setting the kitchen on fire. Of course, it was a complete accident because Zayn isn't a complete psycho and he would never do that on purpose. He was simply trying to bake his mother a cake for mothers day, but of course they never really listened to him. Mostly because he was very quiet and was too scared and embarrassed to explain anything.

However, naturally, as he's gotten older he's contained more wisdom and is way less quiet and maybe a bit more aggressive...too aggressive.

Zayn began to get into drugs, smoking and basically an entirely wrong crowd for such a naive being, while in boarding school from middle to high school.

Before returning home to get his degree in Oxford, when his parents saw and heard of the choices he made, now not an innocent little boy anymore but a rugged man with multiple piercings and tattoos covering his arms and chest, he decided that he didn't want to go to college after applying to the most prestige school in England because he feels school isn't for him. He's always been a smart person, very observant and almost blessed with brains because the rest of his family are basically average but not dumb.

So, Zayn decided to become an artist, painting in his free time, spending hours in his small apartment in New York to simply paint and sell his works through auctions or online. He even keeps a few and he makes five grand a year by doing this while also singing at pubs on the weekends which brings in a little extra cash and also working at a magazine firm doing graphic design which is his main source of money.

He's not too busy because the hours he works aren't bad at all. He wakes up at six to get to work by seven and he leaves by three. His paintings are spontaneous and he has to have inspiration and he only has to be booked by his own doing to actually play at pubs.

He enjoys his life a lot actually. It's simple and calm...all that he's ever wanted. No pressures to be better than anyone but focus on himself and the people he cares about.

"You lost!" Liam exclaims, setting his cards down on the table to show his two pairs. In contrast, Louis angrily throws his cards on the table, getting up and knocking his chair back onto the concrete outside on Liam's apartment balcony.

"You're a cheater, I just know it Liam!" Louis yells, pointing an accusatory finger at the brown-eyed man with a deep frown. Liam simply smirks, shaking his head.

"You simply suck my little friend." Liam says,shrugging. And suddenly Louis is gaping at Liam with his mouth almost touching the ground before his wide, blue eyes flicker to Zayn's.

"He just called me little!" Louis exclaims, expression turning angry again. He looks between Liam who has a smug expression and Zayn who is trying to not burst out laughing as he bites his lip. "We had an agreement you guys wouldn't do that anymore!" Louis says, clenching his fists.

Zayn gets up from his seat quickly after sitting between the two of them as they played card games, just to make sure anyone cheated. He walks over to Louis, putting his hands on his friend's shoulders. "Louis, mate, remember what the doctor said." Zayn says. "Deep breathes." He says, continuing to do it in sync with him as Louis nods in agreement. Louis was diagnosed with major anger issues and high blood pressure from his doctor last week, he didn't react too well about the new information. So they then had to go to a therapist for some more information. And considering they're all so close Louis, Liam and Zayn all went together to listen to what he had to do.

They all started doing meditation classes together and practice breathing exercises and even occasionally go to the gym. They all just like to make sure the other is okay.