In the eyes of the Broken hearted & My heart in your Fingertips || ziam mpreg✔️

thirty-eight || I just want Liam back

5 days later
23rd of December, 2022
Friday afternoon
4.07pm
Malik-Payne Penthouse

It's already been five days since the incident and Liam was still in the coma. Zayn hasn't been the same ever since. His anxiety levels were high and the hopes of Liam waking up any time soon as well. He couldn't help but think that his boyfriend might end up dying due to complications of something damaging his brain. He was scared. He was scared of getting a phone call saying he was dead. He didn't know what else to do other than panic.

Angel and Rover have been comforting the young lad for the past few days, sensing that something was off with their owner. After visiting Liam, zayn would just lay down in the bed and wear his clothes, falling asleep to the thought of the brunet laying beside him and holding onto him. By now it was obvious that Zayn missed him dearly, wishing he could reverse time and safe him from what happened.

The lad was just glad that Vincent got what he deserved, rotting behind bars after what he did. The trial wouldn't be until two weeks after Christmas and New Years, Zayn wanting nothing more but for Vincent to be in jail forever.

"Zee, come on." Toni sighed heavily and tried to get his brother out of bed.

"No." Zayn mumbled and buried his face more into the sheets. Angel jumped in front of Toni and growled at him, making the older man step back with his arms raised in defense.

"Zayn, you can't just stay in bed all day. I mean look at this mess around you. Do you really think Liam would like seeing you like this?" His brother sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Everyone is worried about you. Including mum and dad."

"I don't care." Zayn sniffled. "I just want Liam back." He said quietly to himself, trying not to cry once again at the thought of his lover not being near him.

"Well you're not going to get him back by drowning yourself in your own self pity." Toni rolled his eyes. "Now come on." he said and managed to pulled the sheets off the bed, causing his baby brother to release a child-like whine. Both dogs were quick to jump off the bed, but Angel had an attitude. She always had one when it came to Toni.

"Fuck off Toni, for Christ sake!" Zayn snapped at him as he sat up, glaring up at the older guy. His brother seemed taken back by the sudden action. "I don't fucking care whether I'm drowning in my own self pity. My fucking boyfriend is in a goddamn coma because of his crazy ex and I miss him! How would you feel if someone tried to murder Louis, huh? And you had to live without him for five maybe even more days? Tell me!?" He screamed at him, anger and hurt evident in his voice.

"Zayn, I–"

"See, this is the thing with you Toni; you don't stop to think. You fucking don't. I understand you still dislike Liam after what he did. I get you and dad will always be furious with him, but get this. Liam is a changed man. What happened in the past, happened. There's no way we can turn it back. But you have no fucking right to tell me I need to stop being sad about this. I have the fear that I might lose a person that I love." Zayn explained and looked at him with a hard glimpse in his eyes as they began to water with tears. "I love him so much Toni. And despite what he did, despite the fact that this may be toxic in many people's eyes, he changed, okay? He fucking changed into a better man. He's a caring boyfriend, a loving father, a fair businessman and a damn good man. You just haven't been around much to fucking see it. Now I can't justify what he did to me and I will never forget what happened, but I learned to forgive him by seeing how much he has actually changed. He holds so much love for me and cares for me like he used to do. For fucks sake Toni!" He sniffled and wiped his eyes. He was on the verge of having another breakdown.

"I love him." His voice barely reached a whisper. "I love him so much and the- the thought of losing him, after all we've been through, after everything we put behind ourselves, I couldn't live without him. I just- I couldn't."

Toni felt guilty, watching his brother struggle to hold back the tears. "I'm sorry, zayn..." He said carefully, the younger lad shaking his head.

"Don't. Just- just don't. Get out of my house and don't fucking bother me again. I can- I can handle myself. I don't need your or anyone else's help." The twenty-one year old interrupted him and pointed towards the door, wanting him to get out of his sight.

Toni looked at him before sighing. He mumbled a sorry as he exited the room, Zayn once again bursting into tears. He curled up in a ball, sobbing uncontrollably, wishing he could get a call and get the news that Liam was awake and well – no hook whatsoever.

1 hour later
5.30pm

An hour went by and Zayn had finally decided to clean up after himself. He cried himself into a nap and slept like a rock for fifty minutes, staying in bed for a good ten before he finally forced himself up. He was cleaning around the penthouse, picking up any kind of trash that was floating around and stuffing it into a giant plastic bag. It was a lot of trash from food considering he felt like he was eating for two people again.

Currently, he was straightening the bedroom, making the bed and using new sheets to get rid of the stench. He opened a window or two to get some fresh air in, picking up Liam's dirty clothes to make the laundry, just so he could have fresh clothes when he got back home.

It was when he picked up one of his blazers that he noticed something sitting in a pocket. Zayn's brows furrowed and he placed the basket down, slumping on the bed. He examined the blazer first before reaching into the pocket and pulling out a dark blue velvet ring box, his eyes widening.

He could feel his heart beat heavily in his chest, some type of adrenaline suddenly rushing through his veins. He bit his lips, contemplating whether or not he should open it. Zayn did it anyways. He was met with a giant twenty-four k silver diamond ring, a shocked gasp escaping him.

His eyes tested up and he pulled the ring out, admiring the expensive jewelry. "Oh my god." He whispered to himself and slipped it onto his finger, smiling to himself.

Liam was going to propose to him.

Zayn wiped the fallen tear from his cheek and sniffled. He stared at the ring on his finger for what felt like forever, before taking it off and putting it back into the case. He closed it with a soft smile still lingering on his lips and put it on top of the dresser.

He bit his lip and looked around, placing his hand on his stomach. "Daddy's going to come home soon baby, I promise." He said to himself before continuing to clean up the room.

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Since tomorrow is Christmas Eve, I will be giving you a special chapter for tomorrow, so stay tuned ;)