Cold Comfort »Z.M.« ✔️

3."... we can make them regret that they're alive."

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I open my mouth to say something but Liam comes in the room. Zayn's eyes widen. He gets his shirt up and takes it between his teeth. Then he turns to Liam.

"Hi, Liam." Zayn muffles out and smiles with his teeth. Liam cringes at him, but doesn't really say anything about it.

"Okay, I'll just take her and go, you're getting cringe." Liam scratches the back of his neck. Zayn looks at me and nods. He turns to Liam with a shocked look.

"What if I was yanking off and you come in like this?" Zayn asks which makes his shirt go down. I fastly push Liam away so he wouldn't notice, but it's a bit too late because he already saw. Liam stops me and shockingly looks at Zayn.

"Did Kayla make them?" Liam shockingly asks. He pushes me behind him and touches his neck. Zayn winces in pain, "Jeez, they're deep." he whispers.

"I can explain, Li!" I quietly say biting my lower lip. Liam turns to me with a questioning look.

"You don't have to explain, Kayla." he smiles. But I feel empty. It seems like he doesn't care what I did. And it's driving me insane. But I only nod. Seems like Zayn senses my reaction so he hugs me.

"See you later." he whispers in my ear. I hug him too, but not for long. I pul away and head to the doors.

"Bye, Zee. Have a nice day." I shout and leave the house. Liam is held back by Zayn for a moment, but then he comes out as well. Zayn waves at me. I and Liam slowly walk home. It's really quiet between us and I'm curious.

"Can you tell me what happened with grandma?" I ask him taking his hand in mine. He comfortingly squeezes my hand and looks at me.

"It's not that important, Kay. So. About Zayn. Still want to know? He told me he didn't tell you about him cause things got pretty... Kinky I'd say?" he smirks. I giggle at his choice of words.

"I did that because he was being an ass!" I explain even though he told me I don't have to. He nods swaying our hands. I smile. I don't know if I should be sad, because he seems to not care about me or be happy, because he doesn't stop me from doing what I want and doesn't judge.

"Okay, so.. He once was my best friend. He still is, but a while ago my parents and everyone else liked him. That was until he got his first tattoos and began drinking. And started to smoke. He used to get in trouble until he learned how to avoid getting caught all the time. I once tried to catch up with him. I did nothing much really, but they shot a guy and we got caught. From that time my parents and everyone else hates him. Especially 'ma. And then he started doing drugs. He came to me like seriously high. 'Ma caught him when he was running away and she always slaps him really hard. Once she slapped him in front of our classmates when he basically just came to tell me that we've been put together to make a biology project at school while I was sick." Liam explains their history and why 'ma reacted like that. I just listen. It's honestly cruel. He's being pushed away and it's really not cool. We go in the house. No one's home.

"I'm gonna be two classes lower than you?" I ask since I kind of don't know which class he is. Or whether he's one or two years older than me.

"One class lower. I'm twelfth, you're eleventh." he answers and smirks at me, "Why's the question?" he asks. I shrug. He probably just wants to tease me about Zayn.

"Just asking. Would be better if we all could go in one class but eh." I sigh. He nods in agreement.

"But since you're smaller, if anyone bullies you at school, we can make them regret every single choice they've made in their life." he chuckles. I scoff. As if they'd raise a finger to stop it. He goes in the kitchen. Since I have nothing to do, I follow him.

"I guess, thanks? I feel flattered." I decide to be grateful if he's serious. He makes a sandwich in silence. I thought he was going to eat it, but he gives it to me and leaves the kitchen. Well, okay. I am about to bite into it, but I jump when someone slams the doors. Damn it!

"Liam! Why did grandma say that you brought Zayn here? What did we tell you about him?" Liam's mom yells. Great, she's strict. I begin to eat the sandwich. Liam comes in again.

"I know what you said. But it wasn't like he wanted to do something bad here, he wanted to help." Liam answers making a tea. He drinks the tea. Sits at the table. I sit in front of him now.

"Hey, Kayla! How was your day?" Nicola, Liam's sister and also my cousin, asks. I smile at her. She's nice, making an effort of some sort.

"It was good. How about your day?" I ask. She mumbles something about 'good' and goes away. I look at Liam. He sends me a comforting look. I sigh as I eat the last piece of sandwich.

"Go to sleep, Kayla. Tomorrow you'll have to go to school finally." he speaks up after a while of silence. I nod. Stand up. He stands up as well. We both go upstairs. Before I disappear into my room, he pulls me in a hug. Presses a kiss on my forehead.

"Have good dreams, Kayla." he wishes for me and  lets me go. I go in my room. Take my phone. Should I text or call Zayn? He's been good to me, I don't know why. Maybe because he just feels sorry? I put my phone on the night table and plug a charger in it. My phone vibrates. I take a look and smile when I see a text from him right when I thought he couldn't care less.

From Zayn: Goodnight, Kayla. Meet you tomorrow. ;)

I smile even bigger when I open the conversation with him.

To Zayn: Night, night. Myt. :)

I put the phone down and get ready for bed. Take off my clothes, leave only panties. I take a shirt. Someone knocks at the door and they open. I quickly press the fabric against my breasts. I turn to face the person who is now standing at the door. Liam. Jeez. He chuckles.

"Forgot to tell you that I have to be at school earlier than you do so you'll have to go to school alone. I'll leave you directions in the kitchen in the morning." he notifies me and goes away. I groan wearing my shirt and falling in the bed. This will be hell of a way to start my first school day now. I fall asleep pretty fast. Don't even notice it but it's really fast.