Stay with Me || Ziall Horlik

Chapter Twelve [And I came to get hurt]

Niall

He really isn't sure where he is going, Niall that is, he doesn't know why he left for that matter either. It was just something in the moment. He was going to take the exit he usually did to go home, but then he found himself driving, and driving for a long while. He didn't stop for anything or anyone. He was just a mess, and he couldn't find himself to admit that much. So this is what he had decided to do instead of turning back and facing his problems.

He was pathetic.

Now he was almost to Doncaster, which wasn't exactly a bad place to be. Perhaps he could see Lou's mum and his sisters. He hadn't seen any of the girls since high school and he really truly missed them, but when he is about to turn on the exit, he changes his mind and continues on his way, still completely oblivious to the world and anyone in it.

There isn't any place left to go, he has never actually met Liam's parent's, If Niall isn't mistaken it was because Liam sort of ran away from home. Liam hadn't wanted to go to college instead of working with his Dad at the factory. Liam doesn't talk about it much, but sometimes when Louis mentions his mum, he gets really sad, moping around for a long while and hardly speaking to anyone.

It's time like these that Niall wishes that his family lived here in the U.K. So that he can do the normal kid like thing and ask his Mum what to do. After all, they know best. Or at least, that's what his Mum convinces him to think.

Niall reaches for his phone, but decides that it's best that he leaves it alone for a while. So he puts his hand back on the wheel and continues down the road. Eventually Niall does take an exit, finding a cozy hotel of sorts. He parks his car and pays for a room. Giving the manager at the desk a small smile as he looks at Niall in a way that he certainly doesn't like.

He knows that he has to go back at some point, but right now he doesn't feel like himself and he wants to be reminded of who he is. He watches a bit of telly, and orders some over priced room service. Getting chocolate chip cookies and a tall glass of milk. It makes him feel like a kid and its so nice to feel like that once again. Even if it is a small thing like ordering service from the hotel. He even jumped up and down a little bit when he heard a knock at the door, but he won't admit that to anyone but himself.

He falls asleep to golf playing on the television and a bit of cookie on his face.

When he finally does get ready, Niall feels regretful and upset with himself for leaving his friends. He should of never left without saying anything, and once again the over thinking begins to start. Niall eventually gives in, turning on his mobile and noticing all of the missed calls and texts from everyone. Literally it seems like the whole town is trying to get a hold of him.

Niall sighs, throwing his phone into his seat, deciding that when he gets into town that he'll call Louis and Liam, so they know he's safe.

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It's almost one o'clock in the morning when he is finally back home. He parks his car in his usual spot and walks up stairs, his legs almost betraying him when he gets to the top step, wanting to run away and hide. He decides the man up and he carefully pulls his keys out of his pocket and opens the door.

He really isn't expecting what he sees in front of him, all of the lads gathered up on the couch, with tons of papers laying around the house. He carefully places a blanket over Liam and Louis, stepping over more papers. He then walks towards the kitchen, looking around at the maps and sticking notes everywhere until his gaze meets a black figure that he knows all too well. His heart nearly jumps out of his chest when he see's Zayn on the phone in the kitchen, staring at a map while talking on the phone and smoking a cigarette.

He licks his lips and furrows his eyebrows as he continues to speak on the phone, not having heard Niall come in. "If he stayed at that hotel where is he now?" Zayn demands.

Niall admires him from a long time, watching as his lips are wrapped around the bud of the cigarette before he blows the smoke into the air. Niall then steps forward and a paper crinkles under his feet and he is no longer invisible. Zayn turns his head so fast that Niall is surprised that he doesn't have whip lash.

"Hi." Niall says awkwardly, waving at Zayn. Zayn clenches his jaw and resists pulling him into a hug. Zayn then presses his palms into his eyes and walks away from Niall, pacing the kitchen. Then, before Niall even knows that is happening. Zayn is grabbing his stuff and is heading to the door, not saying anything to Niall as he purses his lips.

"Wait!" Niall whispers following Zayn downstairs and into the parking lot. Niall wants to yell, but he doesn't want to wake his neighboors. "Zayn wait! Please come back-" Niall cries, as he breathes heavily. Zayn turns around, tears falling from his cheeks.

"How could you Niall!" Zayn shakes his head, "You left the best people on this god damned planet! They were so fucking sad Niall- do you understand? They thought you were going to leave for good like you did once before. When you met Harry, do you remember?" Zayn starts to pace the road,

"You know, it isn't even worth my time. Your here now. I am so fucking done." Zayn begins to walk away. Niall is torn, he doesn't want Zayn to leave. He needs Zayn so bad that it hurts. "Wait Zayn- please don't go. I'm sorry! I need you!" Niall cries, standing frozen where he stands.

Zayn turns around once again and clenches his jaw. "No Niall you don't! You don't fucking need me, you just want to throw me around like you always do, and I am done with it."

There isn't anything thing that Niall can say at this point, Zayn is completely right, maybe he doesn't need Zayn. Maybe he just wants Zayn. He wants Zayn so much.

"Zayn I love you." Niall utters, softly. Mostly to himself, but Zayn keeps walking so he has to do better than that.

"ZAYN I LOVE YOU!" Niall yells at the top of his lungs, hoping that Zayn will finally stop. He does. His body going still, and Niall can finally breathe. "I love you so much, and I'm sorry I didn't say it before. I got lost along the way-"

Lips are pressed to his own, and he knows only then that he has got him back. Hopefully for forever. Zayn's lips are soft against his own, and cold from the weather like they alway seem to be, and Niall loves every bit of it. When Zayn pulls away, he's still got his hand on his cheek, and a smile clear across his lips. "Took you long enough."

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hello, I love you all, and please give me some feedback, had a bit of trouble with this chapter. Didn't know how exactly I wanted it played out.

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