A/N: did ya miss me? hehe.
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Third Person P.O.V.
Zayn sat curled up on his couch with Liam, belly full and feeling loved as he sat swaddled in his favorite blanket. Zayn's dad had cooked them a big dinner after Zayn came home crying and asking if he could have a friend over. Zayn loved his father for not pressing the matter and just comforting his son from a distance like he asked.
After Zayn had his fill, the tears running down his face seeping into his mouth and making his food salty, he spilled his guts to Liam. He told him about everything. About how serious his relationship with Justin was getting, about cheating on him with Niall and even though it scared him- he told Liam about Harry. Liam surprisingly was very understanding and took a minute to process all of what Zayn told him.
"Wow" was all the athlete could say in response.
"Yeah." Zayn replied. "And now I just don't know what to do."
"Well," Liam started, "Justin is your boyfriend and should take first priority over anyone else right now. If he wants to talk to you, you should speak with him and tell him what's been going on. You also need to prepare for him to say he doesn't want to be with you anymore because I love you, Zayn, but you treat Justin like shit."
Zayn nodded, tears welling up in his eyes once more. He got up and walked into another room and called Justin.
"...Hey." Justin said after 3 rings.
"Hi JJ. You wanted to talk right?" Zayn said timidly, trying hard to keep the nervousness out of his voice.
"Yeah, I uh—" Justin's voice cracked with what could be perceived as sadness and Zayn thinks that his own heart cracked a little too.
Zayn waited a while for the other boy to continue.
"Niall told me, uh, everything." Justin said and sniffed.
Zayn's world completely halted. The onset of emotions overwhelmed him in the span of two seconds after he heard those four words. The sadness was almost unbearable after he heard how broken Justin was and he immediately felt terrible for all his actions. The regret was almost stifling. If he could go back in time and smack himself for even thinking about asking Niall for a 'favor', he would. But also the anger. The anger was not something Zayn could get past. Who the fuck was Niall to tell Zayn's boyfriend that they had fucked around? Before anything else, Niall and Zayn are best friends so why the fuck would he jeopardize his relationship like this?
He realized he had been silent for a long time. He took a deep shaky breath and started,
"I'm so, so, sorr—"
"Please just don't." Justin said, cutting him off quickly and quietly.
And this time Zayn's heart broke.
"I'll just-... I'll see you around school okay?" And with that last sentence, Zayn heard the infamous three beeps, signifying he had been hung up on.
Zayn stood there thinking, because the worst thing about that phone call, wasn't that he got hung up on. It wasn't that he found out Niall had betrayed him. It wasn't even that Justin knew about all of his dirty deeds.
It was the fact that Justin wasn't even angry. He just sounded truly, truly broken and for that Zayn didn't think he could ever forgive himself.
He walked back into the living room with tears in his eyes. Liam turned around at the sound of footsteps and asked,
"How'd it g—, oh." The bigger man stopped as he saw the look on Zayn's face.
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Can I Help You, Mr. Styles? (Zarry AU)
Fanfictionthis fic is old and my writing style was so much worse and i cannot even go back to edit it because when i try to read it i cringe so hard, read at your own risk. i might remake this whole fic so it's written better and more realistically.
