I Won't Give Up (Ziam & Zarry)

Chapter 2

A/N: I hope you like it! Sorry I have taken so long! I am writing too many things, but one of my stories is going to be finishing soon.. I think Haha anyway, I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter. Please tell me waht you think!

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Liam rolled over his eyes still closed, a small smile playing on his lips. He extended his arm to the other side of the bed, expecting to find the body of his boyfriend. Instead he felt the cold, empty mattress. He continued extending his arm until the tips of his fingers met the edge of the bed, curling over it. 

He opened his eyes frowning at the empty space in front of him. He lifted his head looking at the bright yellow-greenish numbers on the clock that read 9:23am. 

A confused look crossed his face. Zayn never got up before Liam and he definitely  never got up before 11:00am. Liam slid out of the bed the cold air hitting his now exposed chest. He swiftly left his room walking downstairs, expecting to find Zayn but only finding Louis sitting in front of the television eating a bowl of cereal. 

“Have you seen Zayn?” Liam asked Louis from the bottom of the stairs. Without moving his stare from the T.V. Louis lifted his arm pointing up the stairs. Liam was once again confused. He decided to go back up the stairs and check Louis’ room. Maybe Zayn had gone in there looking for something. But there was no sign of him.

So Liam moved to Niall’s room, but only found a snoring Irish boy on the bed. He peeked in the bathroom, but there was nobody in there. Where could he be!? he thought to himself. 

Not in Louis or Niall’s rooms. And not in the bathroom. He couldn’t  be in Harry’s room, Harry wasn’t talking to Zayn. After some thought Liam figured it would be a good idea to check the youngest lads room, and sure enough there was Zayn. 

The two boys were entangled under Harry’s sheets breathing quietly in their sleep. Liam was in awe by the scene in front of him for a moment before he remembered the way Harry had been acting towards everyone lately, Zayn especially. Confusion took over him as he wondered what the hell happened last night, while he was dreaming.

Liam walked down the stairs to where Louis sat on the couch. “So when did they-” “Don’t know.” Louis cut Liam off with a bored tone. “What hap-” “Don’t know.” Louis cut Liam off again with the same tone. 

“Do you need to go back to sleep and wake up on the right side of the bed lad?” Liam asked the older boy. Louis didn’t respond quickly, letting the room fill with only sounds coming from the T.V. “Sorry mate. I’m just a bit tired.” Louis said, “I couldn’t sleep last night. I was worried about Harry.” And Liam nodded in understanding. 

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Zayn peeled his eyes open, rubbing the sleep from them, finding Harry curled up to his body. He smiled at the younger boy who then titled his head up to meet Zayn’s eyes. “Oh,” Zayn nearly gasped in surprise that Harry was up. “Good morning.” Harry said with a chuckle. “Morning.” Zayn said smiling back at the boy. 

Harry sat up, Zayn meeting his position next to him. “Zayn?” Harry asked after a moment of silence. “Yeah?” “What happened last night?” Harry asked his cheeks reddening in embarrassment from the fact that he couldn’t remember the night before. 

“You came home, waking me up-” “I must’ve been pretty loud to have woken you up.” Harry cut Zayn off with a smile. “Yeah,” Zayn smiled back, “Anyway. So I brought you to your bed and you said you didn’t want to sleep alone. So I stayed here with you.” he finished with a shrug. And Harry nodded his head. 

Zayn looked at the clock next to Harry’s bed finding it read, 11:49am. “Why don’t we head downstairs to see what’s going on.” Zayn said. “I don’t want to get out of bed.” Harry whined. “I want to have a lazy day.”