Burnt Cigarette {Ziam} (boyxboy)

✺ Rewind ✺

(imma just tell you now that Liam's Mom in the story isn't his real mom, she's ganna be entirely fictional, she dosnt look the same either, any relative of the characters (Liam, Zayn, Niall) won't be the real them (except Waliyha))

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"uh, who is this?" i sweet voice on the other side of the line spoke softly yet feisty-ish.

"at the moment, Ms. that isn't merely as important as what I wish to say"

"well, boy... go on" she urged.

"well, Mrs Payne-"

"Ms. Murray" she bit.

"but you can call me Madi" I hear the smile form on her face, making me shiver.

I can already sketch out this woman's personality and it is nothing but different to Liam's.

Before I came into Liam's life he was so pure and geeky, he wore big black glasses before I shattered them making him begin wearing contacts, he use to get A's and now he's been getting B's and C's... still better than me though, he use to sweep his hair to one side with every tuff being held into place... now his hair is scruffy and sometimes just plain outta bed head.. not that I'm complaining, it's down right sexy- oh right, I'm on the phone with his mother.

"uh... it's alright. Ms Murray"

"ok, well, there must be a reason why you pressed these numbers onto your phone... or is it just fait"

"uh.. no there is a reason Ms., I wish to get you reacquainted with someone you have had out of your life for some while now."

"are you talking about Ryan Mathews? ugh that man was a slob, I got a restraining order for a reaso-"

"no Ms Murray, I'm talking about your, son... liam?"

"liam? huh, I'm surprised he's still alive! such a soft boy in such a hard world..."

"well.. That's sorta truthful, you see, I'v been trying to take care of him for a while but I feel as though iv only been making his life worse... would you mind him coming back for help?"

"uh... well what can I do about the failure my boy has been before and after he left me.. sure, bring him to me, i'd just love to see him" I can hear the sarcasm dripping off her lips.

"oh really?! it's a pleasure Ms-"

"who are you talking to, Zayn?" I hear behind me, coming from the lips of the injured Liam behind me.

"uh no one, Liam.... Thank you Ms!"

"goodbye" Ms Murray ends the phone call leaving liam siting up in his bed, waiting for my reply.

"just the pizza shop, I was ganna order us some but then I forgot! we're at a hospital"

"hospital?" Liam questions, his furry brows creased.

the doctor warned me that he'd forget very recent things but in time they should come back to him, but for now I think he doesn't even remember crashing.

"oh.. right, we.. were in a car crash-"

"what?!" he blurts out.

"why don't I remeber this! do I have amnesia? Is your name Zayn or is that wrong!! AM I GANNA DIE OMG IM GANNA DIE-"

"Liam!! yes my name is zayn, you are not ganna die and you only forgot very recent events.. they will come back to you. what is the last thing you remember?"

"... racing in my car to get to yo-... uh... I don't remember..." he stutters.

my face warms seeing what an urgent rush he was in to get me to... but the thought that he crashed ruins that warmth.