Chapter 26: La Douleur Exquise

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La Douleur exquise (n.) the heart wrenching pain of wanted the affection of someone unattainable

***Liam's P.O.V***

I wish I hadn't of even told Emily that I was in love with her. How stupid could I get? Of course she doesn't love me and she's just come out of the worst relationship she could probably have. I don't think I could get even more stupid.

The same night has just been going round and round in my head. I was rejected within a second and I'm pretty sure that I have blown everything with her. Our friendship, everything.

She hasn't made any form of contact with me... Maybe she hates me now? Thinks that I was moving way too fast for her or something. I don't know! I don't know how her mind blooming works. I'm not good for her, I never will be.

That's why right now, I'm drowning myself in jack Daniels and hundreds of shots of vodka. I was hoping this would help remove the memory or even pain of the other day but I'm having no such luck. I guess I'll have to carry on until I feel numb inside. UNTILL my brain completely switches off.

***Zayn's P.O.V***

Dynasty has still not made any form of communication with me and I'm fed up. I don care how sad I seem but I'm scared. I'm scared I'm already losing her! I've never been cut out for relationships, they never even lasted 5 full minutes. But with Dee? I thought it was different. What I feel for her is completely different to what I have ever felt before in my life. I need to fix this, find out what I've done to sort this out. I'm not giving up on us.

Before I even think about going to Dynasty's house, I'm going to go to Liam's house for advice. He's an expert at all of the love stuff. For some reason he's all mushy and Cringey and I need to learn something from him.

Myself and Liam basically live with each other. I'm really close with harry don't get me wrong but me and Liam have this weird connection! I AM NOT GAY. I don't have anything against being gay or anything, it's just I'm not gay one bit so I'm clarifying that.

Pulling up into Liam's drive, I jump out my car and head straight to the front door. The quicker I finish up here, the quicker I can get to dynasty.

I've knocked about 3 times now and he's not answering? What the hell is he doing? Is he asleep? Seriously?! I need to talk to you so you better not e awake you lazy shit.

Pulling out my phone, I dial his number. I know that he goes out for jogs in the mornings if he feels like it. This could be one of those miracle days!

As the phone rings, a light catches my attention by the window. Liam's phone is vibrating, almost falling off onto the floor. Okay, now he's in and not near his phone...

Before I could even think about doing something else, a loud crash comes from inside the house, loud grunts following. Oh god he's in trouble.

Nothing stops me from bashing the door down, causing the door to fly open. If one of my friends are in trouble, I go onto full freak mode. You really do not want to cross my dark side...

Running into the kitchen, I stop in a hault. The house is a state right now! Glass is smashed everywhere, the tables over turned. Something must of really caused him anger. I've never seen this side to him before. He's usually the quiet, quite timid person who couldn't harm a fly. Well, I have been proved wrong.

A small cry grabs my attention from the corner of the kitchen.

"Liam?..."

I slowly walk towards him, blood pouring from his knuckles as he grips as hard as he can on his jack Daniels. His knuckles turning white from his clench. His head is circling, tears pouring down his face as he quietly mumbles to himself. I don't even think he's noticed me.

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