Fragile. z.m

8.

"you're important."
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Liam

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Zayn and I had been up and It was Saturday afternoon. We were eating breakfast until suddenly I got a ring from my friend. I had made a few friends but Zayn would always be my best.

"Hello?" I said. It was my friend Jake. Zayn continued to play with his food.

"Hey Man! I'm having a party tonight If you wanna come!"

"Sure, Could I bring Zayn?"

"Um Sure." He sounded so annoyed, I ignored him.

I hung up and smiled at Zayn. "Babe how does a party sound?!"

"Um not good, Why did you invite me too?"

"Because I would never go without you c'mon it will be fun!!"

"Okay, Liam for you babe."
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We headed to the party. It was already packed when we got there, We went up to jakes door and he greeted me. Zayn went to go get us some drinks because he came back with one.

"Thank you babe." I smiled. He smiled back. Soon we were talking and laughing. Zayn looked very happy, I was glad it was going well for him.

Then a kid named Niall came over. He laughed and said "Hey Malik!" And soon right before my eyes I saw Zayn getting pushed into the pool.

"ZAYN!" I shouted. "The fuck is wrong with you man?!" I yelled at him.

He laughed and walked away. I saw my dear Zayn struggle to get out of the pool. I pulled him out and he was coughing. I patted his back until he could breath. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine, I just want to leave!" He said upset. Everything was dripping he must have been uncomfortable.

"That's a good idea." We went back to my car. I laid my sweatshirt down in Zayn's seat so he wouldn't get it wet. We got in and It started to rain. Perfect timing. I looked at Zayn. I smirked.

"You look sexier when you are all soaking wet babe."

He smirked. "Thanks, I bet you look pretty hot too!"

I smiled. I leaned into him and we started kissing passionately. Then Zayn's phone rang.

"Hello." He whimpered. It had to be his dad.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? COME TO MY HOUSE AND GET YOUR CRAP OUT OF IT LIKE YOU SAID YOU WOULD!!!" I shivered at his yelling.

"Ok ok." Zayn hung up. "I have to go get my stuff at my dads."

We drove to his dad's house.
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Zayn
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We went back to my dad's house, I walked in.

"GO GET YOUR STUFF AND THEN I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN!"

I grabbed my stuff and told my Dad his goodbyes, I was finally free.

I walked out to the car smiling. Liam drove us back to my apartment. We walked in. My clothes were still wet so I needed to go upstairs and changed them. I ran upstairs and rushed to put a shirt on, As I was putting my pants on, Liam came upstairs.
"Hey babe." He smiled.

"Hi." I laid back on my bed, Liam climbed next to me. He looked down at my arm, he looked hurt and confused. I turned it over real fast. I didn't want him to see.

"Zayn." He said.

"What babe?"

"Lemme see".

"See what?" I said.

"Your arm." I showed him the top.

"No babe the other side."

I turned my arm over and there were all of my new scars. Yuck.

"Zayn, why?"

"When you got mad at me, I felt so bad because I felt I had done something so wrong."

"This is my fault."

"No no, It's not Liam, I could have handled it better. I love you."

"I love you more, remember I care".

We fell asleep together in each other's arms.

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A/N: l
Sorry for the slow updates testing is happening ugh ! One more week and then I have a two week holiday which means more updates!! Thanks for reading my story :-)

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