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by harrryestilo

by harrryestilo

promise you'll remember that you're mine, baby can you see through the tears

951 words ✖

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1:20 AM

Zayn walks through the night, him barely seeing his feet since the street lamps provided little to no light. He grunts in frustration, checking his phone seeing that he has 11 missed calls, 4 texts, and 2 voicemails. All of them are probably from Harry wondering where the hell he is and how he needs to come back home. But, Zayn can't help but feeling that he hopes some of them are from Genevieve. He immediately shakes the thought from his head, and thinks to himself that he really should be going home.

Zayn looks around to see his surroundings and comes to a realization. He has no idea where the fuck he is. He must have been walking around mindlessly for hours, because this area was not familiar to him at all.

"What the fuck," Zayn whispers, turning around in confusion. He sits down on the pavement, leaning his back against a brick wall, and sighs, watching the cars rush pass. How the hell is he going to get home?

He thinks through his options. Zayn will definitely not call Harry, he's too stubborn to. Maybe he could call Louis? Louis never is really busy, so maybe he could pick him up from wherever he is. Zayn dials Louis' number, and waits anxiously for him to pick up. Finally, he picks up on the 4th ring.

"Hey! What's up mate?" Louis says happily. You could literally hear his smile through the phone. Zayn smirks to himself before responding.

"Hey, I was wondering if you could pick me up?" Zayn says, getting straight to the point, not in the mood to bullshit. Zayn hears some rustling through the phone before Louis' reply.

"Um yeah, sure, where are you?" Zayn looks around again once more, furrowing his eyebrows.

"I... I don't really know." Zayn's breathing becomes hard and ragged, feeling himself build up with anxiety. How was Louis supposed to pick him up if he didn't know where he was in the first place? He runs his hand through his quiff and bites his lip.

"Zayn you okay? Calm down, just- just what are you by?" Louis says worriedly. Zayn looks once more and his eyes land on a pub.

"Um- uh, I'm by a pub. A- and a Build-A-Bear?" Zayn stammers, confused as to how a pub and a teddy bear shop would even be by each other, let alone the same vicinity. Louis' laugh rings through the phone, very loudly I might add.

"I know where you are, I'll be there in 10." Louis rushes out, hanging up right after. Zayn sighs for what feels like the millionth time today, and he slips his phone into his gray sweatpants pocket, letting his mind drift. How could Genevieve be so cruel to do that to him? Even though her and Zayn weren't even together, Zayn felt as if Genevieve did like him.

Zayn puts his head between his legs, gripping his sweatpants in resentment. How could he be so stupid to believe that? Images of Genevieve and Harry together pop into his head, making him want to gag. Before Zayn lets his thoughts take full control over him, a honk sounds through the cold night.

"Zayn! C'mon, are you even listening? Zayn!" Louis yells whilst blaring his car horn repeatedly. Zayn jumps in surprise. He hadn't even heard Louis' car pull up. Was he that consumed in his thoughts? He gets up off the sidewalk, walking towards Louis' expensive Mercedes G-Class SUV. Finally, he slips into Louis' car with ease.

"How you feeling?" Louis asks whilst patting Zayn's back. Zayn shrugs his shoulders in reply. Louis looks at him once more before putting the key into the ignition and driving off. Twenty minutes into the drive, Zayn glances at the speedometer and widens his eyes. He looks up at Louis and sees that he is completely fine.

"Can you slow down? The speed limit is 50 not fucking 80." Zayn grunts, making Louis chuckle. Nonetheless, Louis slows down, for Zayn's sake. Zayn continues looking out the window, admiring the scenery.

"Do you mind telling me why you needed me to pick you up?" Louis questions. Zayn rolls his eyes in annoyance.

"Yes, I do actually. Can you stop asking so many questions and just drive?" Zayn bursts, his anger getting the best of him. And that's how the rest of the car ride went. Louis constantly asking questions and Zayn constantly shutting him down when he did.

Eventually, they get to Harry's place. Even though Zayn was getting extremely annoyed with Louis' questions, he was dreading going back to Harry's, probably having to face an interrogation once he steps through the door.

"Bye Zayn, call me later okay?" Louis asks hopefully. Zayn gets out of the car swiftly, shutting the door, before replying through the window.

"Bye Lou," Zayn says, feeling emotionally and physically drained. Louis gives him a sad smile before driving off. Zayn waves, fully knowing that Louis won't see it, but he does it anyway. Zayn turns and walks up the steps, stopping when he is met with the sheer, dark chocolate wooden door. With an exhausted sigh, he unlocks the door and opens it, nervous to see if anyone is on the other side of it.

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sorry i haven't updated in so long! if anyone still reads this story, here is an update! i want to update more frequently, hopefully i do. this was just kind of a filler, nothing really happened and it ended bad, but yeah, hope you enjoy and the next chapter will definitely better. byeeeee