Cold Comfort »Z.M.« ✔️

14."Will he be okay?"

"I can't take her. She hates me. And I just fucked up her whole life once again since her parents died and when I got arrested instead of her. You know why you know nothing? Because she doesn't trust you enough. And that's your fault. Okay, yes, I came to say what your grandson promised to say but didn't, but don't worry, I'm already going away." he spits it out for her and places the gun back in his pants. He sends me a look of apology and just leaves. I get out of her grip.

"Appreciate your love and care, 'ma." I scoff. She looks at me like she's sorry. But I go back in the house. Up to Liams room. He's looking out the window. He turns around and comes to me.

"They don't deserve your apologies." he whispers. And for that I hug him even tighter.

"Don't call me little, please." I quietly say. He gives me a sad chuckle.

"I kind of figured that out a few minutes ago." he answers in a whisper. I smile. And again he's making me smile.

"I love you." I whisper. I can't possibly love him differently than cousin, can I? He lifts my chin up and looks in my eyes. I'm waiting for him to say something, but I get shocked by him kissing me. I kiss back, but soon enough I pull away. He frowns.

"Sorry, I... Don't know why I did that..." he quietly apologises as if he's embarrassed. I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in his neck. His arms wrap around my waist. Someone knocks at the door and they open.

"Kayla?" I hear Ruth's voice.

"Leave her alone. She's hurt enough, quit fucking with her mind already." Liam tries to send her away not letting me go. Ruth sighs.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know anything and I admit it was a mistake to put it all on her..." she says it like she's about to cry.

"I don't care. She doesn't care. You all knew she had a hard time after what happened and you judged her for trying to find what's best for her feelings! I was the only one who stood by her no matter what and she doesn't need you." Liam fires back. That is true.

"Don't yell, my head hurts." I whisper. He mumbles a quiet sorry.

"What's with the headache? It's continuing for a while now." Ruth calmly asks. Liam scoffs at her.

"Everyone at school bullied her until the teacher pushed her and she hit her head while falling. She has a brain concussion." he quietly explains, "The teacher got fired." he adds.

"Why didn't you tell us?" she shockingly asks. I let him go and turn to her.

"I said I had! No matter what, you all yelled and ignored that. Now, get away, please, you're making it worse." I spit it right in her face. She looks hurt, but she just listens to what I say and goes away.

"I'll get you some medicine." he quietly mumbles and goes past me out of the room. I sigh and sit in his bed. Did he actually kiss me? He kissed me! Wow! He comes back with some pills and a glass of water. I drink them and give the glass back to him.

"I don't want to be alone for a whole week." I quietly say. He nods.

"I'll stay with you." he answers as I lie on his bed. He lies beside me. I cuddle up to him.

"Did you lock the doors?" I ask. He chuckles.

"No, why's the question?" he asks. I sigh and get out of the bed.

"Don't trust them." I quietly say and lock the doors. Then I go back to him. He gets me back in his embrace. I take out my phone. Oh... Right...

"Where did you break it so bad?" Liam confusingly asks taking it away from me.

"Uh... I was scared and... My hands were shaking. And it slipped out of my hands. When I was about to call you." I explain with little pauses. He sighs and places it somewhere behind him.

"It's not usable. I'll get you a new one." he mumbles and places a kiss on my forehead. I roll on him and place my head on his chest. It feels like he's still tensed up about the kiss. But I want to kiss him again. I liked how his lips were pressed against mines.

"It's okay, Liam." I quietly say. He looks at me with a questioning look. I bet he wonders what for even though he's got the idea that it's about the kiss.

"Is okay what?" he asks. I sigh and place my hand on his cheek.

"That you kissed me." I whisper. That makes him tense up even more. But he doesn't say anything. We sleep like this for a while before grandma knocks at the door and tells us we both have to eat dinner. Liam offers me to take food upstairs, but I refuse, wanting to eat downstairs. Not because I want to be around everyone else, but because I want to show that I appreciate their mini-care after what just happened.

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*Liam's POV*

At night I usually meet up with my mates to have a drink or something so I didn't leave out any of these days that I stayed with Kayla. She got better though.

I approach them. They all look at me as if they're scared of me. And honestly, I'm glad. Maybe then they'll realise she's like a jewel to me.

"Is she okay?" Darryl asks. I frown at him. Is he talking about Kayla?

"Kayla's not okay. I can't even leave the room without her being asleep." I answer and sit in my usual spot. I see Zayn talking with some guys. Then he turns around just to widen his eyes and turns around again. What did he see? I give in trying to find what he saw so I take a bottle of something alcoholic and open it. I look at Zayn again. He slowly turns around to look again. This time someone begins to yell. And more yells. I turn my head to where stand quite a few men in a circle around someone. Huh, another fight. Zayn is literally running there. Running like it's worth his whole life.

"Don't touch her!" he yells. Oh shit, who's there? I place my bottle on the table and go there. And it's Kayla. How the hell did she get here? I get her in my embrace. Look at Zayn who's being hit by them. He looks at me and nods. Fuck it, let them beat him up or help? No, have to get Kayla home. We both go away. She looks back multiple times.

"Kayla, this wasn't the best idea. Just stay home, okay?" I quietly say. She nods.

"I followed you. Because I wanted to be with you." she explains fiddling with her fingers.

"It's alright, I understand." I answer as we stop next to the house.

"Will Zayn be okay?" she asks frowning. Oh... Zayn... Right, she saw that they're beating him up...

"Yes... Yes, he'll be." I answer. She nods, before she goes in the house. Shit. I run back. I have to help him.