Broken (Ziam)

Chapter 3

Zayn's POV

I meant to get Liam's number. How the hell am I supposed to finish this now?

I sighed and sat on my bed. I saw a women walk into the room across from me and place clothes on the bed. It was currently 5:30pm.
I watched her pace around to room with her phone in hand. She looked at her phone and answered it quickly. It must've been an important call.

She put her hand over her mouth in shock and quickly walked out of the room.
I wonder what's going on.
I soon saw the car leave their driveway and go down the road. I hope she's ok.

I got on my phone and looked for Liam on every social media I had, but nothing came up.
I sighed. I'm so fucked.

I looked outside at the sun shining down and the green grass. It's such a pretty day. It's so hot outside though.

My phone rang and I saw that it was Jessica. I sighed.
Jessica has liked me for two years now. She can't get the fucking hint. We fucked once, and she instantly thought we were exclusive or something, like hell no.

"Hello?" I answer the phone.
"Zayn are you busy?" She asked.
"Very busy. Overwhelmingly busy." I said. "Why did I even bother calling you asshole?" She complained and I chuckled.

"Bye baby." I said.
"Zayn you fucker! Don't-" she yelled but I hung up.
I laughed to myself at her discontent.

Now how the hell do I find Liam Payne?
I ran a hand through my hair in frustration.
At least I got a good partner.

I like Liam. He intrigues me. Plus, he's hot as fuck. He's so cute and shy though.
Every time I caught his staring at me he got all blushy, and looked away. Plus he actually understands what I've been through.
From what he said, it sounds like his dads the same way.

I realized I was staring out of the window when the car returned, and the women ran a boy inside.
Something must have happened to him. She looked nervous.

I got my paper out and looked over the answers he gave me. I laughed at the one that said he ate ice cream with a fork. I don't understand the spoon thing. I'd be more scared of forks because they're actually kind of dangerous.

I looked back up to see the boy in his room staring at me. He blushed and shyly smiled before he looked down. Fuck that was Liam.

I grinned and ran to my window.
I waved really big making him laugh. He had an ice pack over his eye.
I gestured him over to the window and opened my window. He opened his as well.

"Hey Liam! What happened to your eye?" I asked.
"Just ran into someone on my way out of school." He said.
"Wanna come over and finish this? I was kind of getting scared because I forgot to give you my number." I said.
"Yeah sure." He said.
"Alright. I'll see you whenever." I said and he nodded before he closed his window.

Fuck. This is a dream come true.

Liam's POV

I'd just gotten home, and my mum was freaking out.
She'd gotten me ice and informed me that we were going to the hospital to check for broken bones immediately when my dad got home.

I think I'd be fine to go to Zayns for a bit. My dad doesn't come home until 8. He's gotten himself a really good paying job.