Stay High:
Zayn left again. He goes on business trip after business trip. I hate it. Every time he leaves it's like a peice of me leaves. He used to be home all the time and now I feel like he married the job instead of me.
I get up from my nap in search of those little pills I love so much. They would never leave me like Zayn does. I find them and pop one in my mouth. It kicks in a few minutes later and my vision is coated with colorful dots and I flop onto the large bed. My body numbs out and I stare at the fan spinning. A lazy smile appears in my face.
I'm so fazed out I didn't even hear the door open, or Zayn walking up the stairs. "Harreh, what's so interesting on the ceiling?" I smile wider and bust out laughing. He walks over to me and I just keep laughing until he sits next to me.
"Baby, what's wrong? Why are you so hot?" He shoots question after question but stops when I start sobbing. "Harry, Harry baby, tell me what's wrong." I sniff, "You're never home Zayniekins, but I made a friend and he keeps me happy." "Whose your friend baby?" I point to the pill on top of the dresser. "Those are my friends Zaynie! They are marvelous and they make me not sad when your gone!" He gasps quietly and lays me on the bed. "Sleep babe, you need to rest, okay?" I nod and he tucks me in and kisses my forehead. I close my eyes, but I'm not fully asleep yet. "Harry babe," Zayn whispers, "I'm so sorry baby. I won't be gone anymore. I promise."
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