The Good In Me [Ziam]

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‼️Warning: mention of abuse and violence‼️

"Liam, you came" The slight happiness in his voice was the first thing Liam noticed when arriving at the front of his apartment door. He looked down to Zayn's wet clothes and the way his hair sat flat across his forehead, dripping from the rain. He was also shivering but tried to hide it by crossing his arms and leaning against the rail.

"Why'd you call me here Zayn?" Liam had no patience, he was tired and just done with this day. Though deep down he wanted to wrap his arms around the cold man in front of him, he had to stand his ground; make sure he knows how upset he was.

"I-I didn't know who else to call, my own friend is in the hospital because of me and-"

"And could barely breathe now because of what you did. He's hooked up to a ventilator and probably won't be able to speak for a while because you put so much fucking pressure on his throat. His face is fucked up and he's probably going to struggle eating too, and you know how much the guy likes to eat. Why Zayn? Why the fuck did you do this?" Liam raises his voice, getting closer to Zayn without even realizing.

Zayn doesn't reply at first because he's trying to understand himself. "Can we go inside?" was all he said as the feeling in his fingers become numb along with his face.

Liam just turns to unlock the door and opens it for him to enter. Zayn wastes no time going into the warm apartment with Liam following behind. He rubs his arms together to get warmed up and Liam noticed this, knowing no matter how mad he was at him right now, the guy is cold and needs dry, warm clothes.

He walks past him and down to his bedroom without saying a word. He goes into his closet to find some clothes for him to put on along with a warm blanket just incase. When he returns to the living room he sees Zayn crouched on the floor leaning against the front door with his head in his hands. He hears a small whimper and sniffle like he was trying to hold in his cry. He then looks up and quickly wipes his eyes, standing back up as if nothing.

"I-I thought y-you just left to sleep"

"I brought you clothes to change into" Liam replies keeping a straight face, despite the site breaking his heart, and handing him the clothes. Zayn thanks him quietly and goes to the bathroom to change.

Liam goes to sit on the couch and lays back, just wanting to sleep and wished all this was a dream. He had too much on his mind but the one thing that was distracting him was what Louis told him back at the hospital, how Zayn had feelings for him? He couldn't believe it himself, Zayn always seems like the guy that would never settle down or commit to a relationship, maybe he just means his attraction towards him and how he wants to hook up. Either way these thoughts are the reason Liam is unsure if he's really pissed off or worried for him.

He was soon interrupted when hearing Zayn return. He was glad to see him in much warmer clothing despite the fact he still looked numb and cold. "Here" Liam hands him the blanket he brought out knowing that he really needed it.