*Liam's POV*
Soooo, today is the day... the day that Zayn comes back home to me. That I fianlly get to see him, hold him, go out in public and not give one shit about who says what. I should feel excited and nervous, but to be honest, I'm not one of those at all. I don't feel anything at this exact moment. I should be on the ground crying with tears of joy, I should be shaking from head to toe... but I'm not. I'm very calm and my heart is like dead right now.
"Liam? Come on bud, we have to finish before Zayn's plane lands." I hear Doniya say to me. I turn to look at her and smile as I follow her back inside. I can now feel my heart beating, but its not fast as I thought it would be. What is wrong with me? Normally I would faint at his name, but I'm fine with it.
Balloons, tables, food, a DJ set, confetti and strings where everywhere. I smiles at the work I have done, but it fades right after. The crew works I hired are still working and Doniya was helping then set up the gift table. She noticed me and said something to one of them before walking over to me.
"Hey, what's wrong Li? Zayn's coming back and you're over here looking depressed and sad. What's up?" I sigh and take a seat on one of the metal chairs, having her seat right next to me. I rub my face and noticed that I haven't shaved in awhile. But that's not important right now.
"I don't know, I really don't Doniya. I thought I would be excited or at least nervous but I'm just so calm and it worries me. I feel so uptight right now and I just need someway to relax right now." She nods and pulls me up, dragging me along with her somewhere. We stop at the bar and she orders something that I have never heard of before. Maybe that's because I'm not a big huge fan on alcohol.
He passes her the drink and she thanks him before handing it to me. "Here, drink this. It will for sure help your nerves relax, I know." I sigh and drink it, feeling the slight burning the back of my throat. I smile and thank Doniya as she orders me any other one. We make a toast and shgre heads back off to the workers. She really is a good friend of mine.
{3 hours later}
Zayn's going to be here any mintue now and I can't see straight. No, I'm not a big alcohol person, but I think I've had one to many drinks. But it really did relax my nerves a lot. I guess that's what it feels like when your drunk. But I'm not, just simply buzzed or alittle more than that. So we all sit around and wait for Zayn and... I fogot the others names. Someone taps on my shoulder and I see that its Niall. I smile and he steps back abit before looking at me again.
"Liam, are you drunk?!" I laugh and shake my head. I tried to stand up as for I was leaning on my leg but I stumble just abit. Niall catches me and I laugh more... what's so funny to me?
"Nooooo... I'm just buzzed out. Doniya said it would help... help calm my nerves. And i-it really did." Niall shakes his head at me before pulling me back into the kitchen spot. I see him walk over to the sink and before I seen anything else, water hits me face. "NIALL!" I look up at him and back down at me soaking wet clothes. I can't believe he just did that!
"See, now your awake! I don't need you drunk okay? No more drinks." I pout and then look at my clothes again before I started laughing. He groans and hands me a shirt before walking out. I tear off the shirt I had on to put on the one Niall ust gave me. I hear a knock at the door which makes me look up. I smile when I see Danielle standing there with a smile on her face.
"Like what you see?" She giggles before helping me put on the shirt... what's his face gave to me. "Nope, I've seen much better." I laugh and push her small hands away, not wanting her help anymore. I'm actually surprised that she came. She always said she wanted to meet Zayn and I guess that's why she actually came. Not for me, not that I wanted her to anyways.
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To Love and Lost {Ziam Paylik}
FanfictionZayn Malik is an average kid living a normal life. Since a little kid, Zayn never had many friends. He was always the quite kid and was bullied constantly. He has depression, anxiety, and he selfharms. His mother has no idea what Zayns life is like...