misfits // z.m

ch. 25 || lungs

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XXV. lungs

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[Zayn's POV]

Harry and I were sat in the lounge of our hotel suite, listening to Niall sing one of the lines from our upcoming album, Midnight Memories. Louis and Liam were each on the phone to their girlfriends, making me realise I should phone my girlfriend, too.

It was now November 13th, and the last time I had seen Thalia was when she told me she loved me.

"So how are you and Thalia doing?" Harry asked. He was laying on one of the four sofas; Harry was too long, so his legs dangled over the arm of the sofa.

"We're good. Really good." Harry looked over at me with a smile. He was wearing a ridiculous fedora but insisted he looked cool with it on. I didn't tell him otherwise.

"You should invite her round, we haven't met her properly. Well, apart from the time when we went round her house and you spent an hour trying to get up her skirt." Harry gave me a trademark smirk and I laughed.

"Can you blame me?"

Harry shook his head, "Nope. She's the beautifulest."

"Harry, that's not even a word," Niall interrupted.

Harry rolled his eyes and rested his head, "You're not even a word, Niall."

Niall and I exchanged a glance - he said the weirdest things, but we'd learned not to question it.

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"Do you love her?" Liam asked me later on.

I was talking to Liam about her, about us, since he always seemed to give good advice.

Now that she knew I knew Smith, I hoped I hadn't caused any more damage. I only found out by accident that Smith was Danny's brother. I had never met the guy, and in a way I was glad.

"Yeah, I do. I really fucking do." I hadn't smoked in a while, so when Liam pulled out his packet and asked if I wanted one, I shook my head no.

"More than Perrie? I mean, you were gonna marry her." Liam watched me with his brown eyes, lighting his cigarette although it was pouring down out here.

"People change. It's like I never even knew her, she's just missing the point. I don't even think she's the same person." Perrie had always been in my life - it wouldn't be right to just forget about her, but she had changed and so had I.

Liam patted me on the back, "You did the right thing, mate. Thalia's better for you."

I grinned, "You have no idea." I thought about the blanket fort and making love to her, and my smile spread further.

Liam waved his hand in front of my eyes. "Helloooo? Zayn?" He laughed, and after a while said, "You did the dirty, didn't you?"

I looked at Liam and he smiled, "Yes you did, look at that smile!"

I laughed and shoved him, "Night, Liam."

He laughed and discarded his cigarette on an ash tray on the table beside him. "Night, lover boy."

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After another concert the following day, I was exhausted.

I mean, running around a stage singing a few songs for a while generally did that to a guy.

So I found myself sprawled out on the sofa, hugging a pillow until I fell asleep.

My phone rang not long after, and I let it ring while I yawned.

"Hello?"

"Hi Zayn, did I wake you up?"

I yawned, "A little."

Thalia laughed and I felt myself smile. "You okay?" She asked, although things generally seemed to improve whenever I spoke to her.

"I'm good, are you? Did you look at the gifts I got you?" I chew my lip.

"Not yet, I've been-" She coughed. "-reading. But I'll get round to it. Zayn, this blanket fort is honestly the comfiest thing ever."

"Yeah? I wish I was there with you," I respond.

"I do too, like, you have no idea," she sighed, then said, "Guess what I did?"

"What?"

"I applied for a new job. It's just in a bookshop, but I'm getting tired of babysitting."

"That's great! When do you start?"

"Yesterday," she said, and it made me roll my eyes.

I wasn't sure what to say next, I just wanted to hear her voice for a little bit longer, because it was 2 in the morning and I wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep.

"Can I read you something? I know it's late and you're probably bored of me, and I know this is cheesy but...yeah."

I heard the rustling of pages once I'd answered 'yeah, go on,' and then heard her slight intake of breath. I wanted to see her freckled cheeks and run my fingers through her inky black hair slowly. Softly, I would kiss her smiling lips and know that, without seeing, her eyes had closed.

"If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever." She paused, inhaled, then went on.

"I swear I'll find summer in your winter and spring in your autumn and always, hands at the ends of your fingers, arms at the ends of your shoulders and I swear, when we run out of forever, when we run out of air, your name will be the last word that my lungs make air for." Thalia exhaled.

"Iain Thomas wrote that. Though I don't suppose you know him. Did I bore you? I'm sorry, it's just-"

I laughed and interrupted, "That was lovely, Lia. You don't ever have to apologise for being passionate about something."

She sighed, and I knew our short lived conversation was coming to an end.

"I love you, Zayn. Thank you for putting up with me."

I smiled, "Goodnight, I love you."

As soon as I ended the call, I noticed Louis at the end of the sofa. He pretended to vomit. "God, do you do that every night?"

I rolled my eyes, "Go fuck your pillow or something."

Louis gasped, "Rude. And wipe that daft grin off your face."

I threw a pillow at him and he smirked, making me immediately regret what I did. "Do you want this back?"

I grimaced, "You can keep it."

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a/n - hiiii! first of all, THANK YOU FOR 27K!!

I'm so sorry for this filler chapter - if you have any better ideas for the next chapter, be sure to leave a comment and let me know, bc I'm lacking inspiration at the moment

I tried to get some bromances in because Zayn's always being cute with Thalia and yeah

I only got a couple of comments last time, I hope it wasn't that boring but I'm so sorry if it was :(

lots of love x