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Chapter 7 - Slim Shaddy.

; Louis

"Good morning, love."

"Morning, mom." I sighed, enjoying the soft circles she was rubbing into my back.

"I've made plans for you and Edward. I would like the two of you to spend the day together." She said in a tone way to cheerful to be used this early in the morning.

"But why?" I practically whined.

"Louis, don't fuss about it. It's just the day, now get up and go wake your brother."

And with that she was out the door. I knew there was absolutely no way for me to get out of this so I stood from my bed and stretched out my tired body. I took a few calming breaths as I pulled some sweats over my boxers before I left my room and walked down the hall towards Edward's.

When I walked in he was still fast asleep, tucked under the comforter that he's had since he was fifteen. God only knows what that blanket has been through.

"Edward, wake up." I said, not a hint of excitement in my voice.

He didn't wake up, of course so I took a leap towards the bed and jumped right on top of him. He groaned and wiggled around a bit until I finally lifted myself up and stood near the bed.

"Good morning, baby bro." He rasped as he leaned on his elbow, smiling that dorky smile he always has when he wakes up.

"Morning, Ed. Mom wants us up and ready to go do whatever she has planned." I mumbled.

"What does she planned?" He asked as he stood from the bed.

He stretched he long lanky arms over his head before he walking over to his suitcase. He lifted it up off the floor and walked back over to the bed with it, setting it down before he unzipped it.

"I'm not sure. She just woke me and told me to wake you up." I mumbled, not in the least bit excited.

"Hmm." He hummed as he pulled a pair of pants out.

"I really hope this doesn't take up all of my time. I need to see someone today." I groaned, flopping down on Edward's bed.

"You don't sound very excited to be spending the day with me." He said and if I'm not mistaken, he sounded upset.

"I- well, I- uh." I stuttered over my words, not sure what to say because it was true, I wasn't excited.

"I just need to see Zayn, I have a lot to ask him." I whispered.

"I don't understand why that can't wait another day." He said, pulling a few more things out of his suitcase before he zipped it up.

"It just can't okay? I need to talk to him today!" I snapped, frustrated with the fact that he didn't get it.

"Alright, calm down little man. I could try to understand but you would have to explain the situation." He stated as he walked towards his bathroom, toothbrush in hand.

"Well, he's Zayn and he's got some type of mental disorder and I didn't know until my found his medication in my room."

"What kind of disorder?" Ed asked, mouth full of toothpaste.

"Schizophrenia. Or maybe borderline personality disorder, I don't know which yet."

"Holy shit. We'll make Zayn's house the first stop of the day."

"Really?" I asked, suddenly extremely excited for the day.

"Yeah, go get ready little man. We haven't got all day."

"I'm not little anymore, stop calling me that." I said with a pout.

He just laughed before closing the bathroom door. I sat on the bed, not wanting to get up but finally did when I heard the shower start up. I sighed as I walked back to my room, taking a few calming breaths before walking over to my closet.

I don't know why but I was suddenly nervous. I was nervous to see Zayn and to ask him about the pills and the reason he takes them. Mostly, I was nervous about his answer.

-

"Edward, must you wear a white shirt everyday?" Mom asked as he walked into the kitchen in his usual attire.

"I like to mom, does it matter all that much?" He mumbled, looking down at his outfit.

"No, I suppose it does not but it would be nice to see you expand your wardrobe." She said, offering him a cup of coffee.

"I promise to bring more than white t-shirts next time I come." He laughed as he took a sip of the coffee.

"That's all I ask."

Then it was quite in the kitchen and I sat staring at the bowl of fruit in front of me, not having much of an appetite.

"So, are the two of you excited for today?" She said, excitement clear in her voice.

"Yes, but I don't think we're nearly as excited as you are." I said and then Ed laughed and I laughed with him.

Mom just rolled her eyes before she told us about everything we are meant to be doing today.

-

"I'll be right back." I mumbled as Ed stopped the car in front of Zayn's house.

"What do you mean, 'you'll be right back'? I'm coming with you." He said climbing out of the car.

I rolled my eyes as I made my way up the driveway, Edward right behind. I knocked on the door once there and stood back a bit as I waited for an answer.

Liam answered the door shirtless, as he always does. He looked at me for a split second before his eyes were locked on Edward's. He just stood there, gaping at him like he was some famous person.

"Well, hello there." Edward said as he walked towards Liam with so much confidence you would think he was cocky.

"H-hi." Liam blushed.

I stood there shocked because I've never seen Liam stutter or blush and I didn't understand why Edward of all people was making him this way.

"Is Zayn home?" I asked, interrupting their staring contest or whatever it was they were doing.

"He's upstairs." Liam mumbled, still staring at Edward.

-

"Hi baby." I said as I walked into Zayn's room.

Zayn looked up from his book and smiled up at me. He stood from his bed and walked towards me with a blush on his cheeks.

"I missed you." I said as I pulled him into me.

He smiled before kissing my jaw and I took that as I missed you too.

"I found your pill bottle in my room."

He pulled away from me and looked at me with watery eyes. And then his body started to shake.

"Wait, Zayn. It's alright, you don't have to cry."

Then he made this noise, sounded a bit like a squeak but it was something other then his giggle. I've only ever heard him giggle.

"I just wanna know which one it is love, you just gotta tell me if it bpd or the other." I said as I pulled him into me.

"I-"

I pulled away from him faster than I ever thought I could, I wasn't sure if I actually heard what I thought I did but I was really hoping it wasn't another squeak.

"Zayn, did you just speak?"

He walked over to his desk and wrote something on a piece of paper before handing it to me.

I'm trying, I really am

"I know, you did good. I'm proud of you."

He started writing again, then handed me another piece of paper.

i didn't say anything

"I know but you will. I know you will."

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authors note ; i really suck at endings, sorry bout that 😪 im workin on it.

on the bright side i finally update, hope you all enjoy (:

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- kali xx