Eighteen and up.~Ziall~

14

   Zayns P.O.V.

  my head laid in my pillow as a surge of pain swept through my head, my wrist felt soar and my veins had a burn to them, I knew what I did yesterday but I was hoping it was a dream, I don't want to get up and look at anyone especially not Louis because I'm sure I let my best friend down. I coughed and shivered at the feeling of want for the drug again, all I remember is going to Jakes and snorting a line of coke, but my veins burned and I just pray that I didn't, I was about to fall back asleep and hopefully wake up feeling better but I heard the door of my room slowly creak open.

  "Zayn, its Lou I came to check up on you." I breathed in and breathed out as my stomach began to feel uneasy..I was nervous to see Louis reaction.

  "Zayn, are you awake?" I play with the hem of my sweats as I lay underneath my covers, trying to find a reason to look my best friend in the face..I was so disappointed in myself after 8 months of nothing I crashed.

  "Look, Z you know I will never judge you..we have been in this too long for you to believe im disappointed, everyone has their breaking points..yours just so happened to be Niall." I bit my lip and due to how dry it was it split, making me taste the irony taste of my blood.

  "I-I didn't do it because of Niall." I say, my muffled voice sending vibration throughout my blankets.

  "I think you need to look at me, so you know that were alright..so I know that you're alright." I peel the blanket from over my face when he says this because I know the least I could do was look at him.

 "There, now look you relapsed...we can't do this deep depression thing again..You did that for three months and cock stock went bankrupt." i chuckle at his comment, it was not true of course but he constantly jokingly blames it me.

  " Everyone will know, I don't want everyone to look at me the way-" I hush as the name that I meant to stay runs off my tongue and back down my throat.

  "We, are not at cock stock anymore, you are not in Bradford anymore we are at Payne inc, in the states, all those people are long gone..and just because you relapsed doesn't mean the old Zayn isn't still long gone." Louis tells me before he leans over and kisses me, I watch as his hand moves to grab my glasses off of my night stand. He slides the over my nose and he becomes clearer than clear.

  "oh shit I slept with my contacts in." Louis laughs, and puts his hand on my chest mid laughter.

  "Leave it t you, wait why don't you do this more often I mean maybe then you'll see that your room is actually clean for once and stop cleaning it." We both laugh at the way he nabbed at my slight ocd. His for head laid on my chest as he laughed and I couldn't help but acknowledge how faithful and reliable he is to me.

  He never gives up on me granted I am a dick to him more often then not, yet he's still around. "Lou, you're the only person I'll ever love in this world." He looked up at me his chin rested on my chest and his blue eyes sinking into mine.

  "I'm happy to be the love of your life but, unfortunately I'm already taken." I roll my eyes, at his joke. "Lou, I'm serious..your all I have." He looks in my eyes his dark blue eyes searching for something in me that I couldn't understand.