"Liam Payne! Where have you been all day?! I've been worried sick! Your school called and-"
"It can wait." I raised my hand while pulling Zayn in with my other one.
"Oh, sorry I didn't know you had company." Karen blushed then and gave a soft smile.
"Mom, we have some biiiggg problems." I bit my lip and gave her a serious look with a hint of sadness. To which she gave me a sympathetic one.
"Stay right here, I'll go get you boys some clothes and towels."
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1 hour later******
Zayn and I sat in the living room in front of the fire place, sipping on some hot chocolate and a blanket on each of our shoulders (and an icepack on my nose). I had on my Batman pajama pants and my black and white Adidas hoodie, while Zayn had on my Spiderman pajama pants and my white Fallen hoodie. It was all a bit to big for him, the hoodie hung off his small body and the pants drug when he walked. It looked cute on him if I may say so however.
"Liam, I'm not sure I believe you." My mom stared at me with concern on her face as she sipped at her tea.
"It's the truth Ms. Payne!" Zayn nodded at her and I smiled at him, glad I had someone to back me up.
"Zayn, dear, call me Karen," she smiled at him then turned back to me, "so, you beat up a man that is at least 3 times your age? And you expect me to believe it?" She raised an eyebrow and I nodded.
"It's the truth." I nodded again.
Karen rubbed her face with her free hand and sighed, "god, what possessed you to do something so stupid, Liam?! He could have seriously hurt you!"
"It was either have him hurt me or Zayn," I glanced over at him, "and he's hurt him enough."
"And if he calls the police?" She retorted.
"Have you forgotten I did it because he was going to hurt Zayn?" I shot back, beginning to grow slightly annoyed.
"Oh, so you're just going to simply state 'yeah, I beat his ass because he was going to hurt Zayn', Liam that's still illegal!" Karen snapped back, giving her head a sharp shake.
"I guess we'll will deal with it if and when we get there, yeah?" I glanced over to Zayn who just nodded.
"Okay, now both of you go up and get some sleep, I'll alert the school about your absence for tomorrow." She gave us a warm smile and stood up.
I quickly stood up and gave her a hug, "thanks mum, I love you."
"And I love you too." She pulled back and lightly kissed my forehead.
Zayn sheepishly stood behind me, playing with his fingers.
"Come here," Karen laughed lightly and pulled Zayn in for a hug, kissing his forehead as well. And for the first time in, well, ever, I saw a light return to his eyes and a true smile grace his lips, "good night boys."
We both said good night back then headed up stairs,and into my room.
"Do you need to shower or anything?" I offered to which he shook his head no, "okay, well are you good with sharing a bed?"
"Liam, I just cuddled with you for more than half the day, I am perfectly okay with sharing a bed." He laughed lightly and the smile stayed captive for a few more seconds after.
"Okay, okay true." I smiled back and slipped off my Adidas hoodie, revealing my small, but toned body, "you can either keeo yours on, take it off or I can give you a shirt to switch into?"
"It'll be fine on if thats cool with you?" He offered back.
"Thats totally cool," I smiled and flicked on my small lamp that sat beside my bed. Then walked over to my light switch and flicked it off, allowing the room to be lit souly by the lamp, casting a dim auroa around the room, "you need a phone charger?"
"You got an extra?" He tilted his head in a puppy type of way and grinned.
"Course." I walked over to my bedside table and pulled out my two i Phone chargers, handing him one.
"Thank you." He gave a curt nod.
I waved it off and plugged in my phone, then his.
*Zayn's P.O.V.*
I layed there in the unfamiliar bed, a soft pillow beneath my head and cozy blankets around my body. Surronded by a completely unfamiliar bedroom. And yet, I felt safe. Safer then I've felt in a long time, god I even feel happy. True happiness and I didn't want it to go away. I loved the secure feeling this place offered, Karen offered, Liam offered. They were both so kind, I could only imagine what his dad is like. As we lay there in the dark I couldn't help but wonder who he is, what he's like, if Liam looks more like him or Karen?
"What's your dad like?" I asked, feeling as though I were speaking to nothing, as that's all I saw. Complete blackness.
I heard a deep breath that I knew was Liam's and I found myself regretting the question.
"He was amazing, one of the greatest dad's anyone could ever have." Liam's voice shook a little but never faultered.
"Was?" I asked once again, slowly unraveling a piece of Liam I didn't know.
"Yeah, he died five years ago." His voice was quiet as if no one else was allowed to hear it.
"I'm so sorry, I never should have asked." And it's true, I shouldn't have.
"It's fine, I mean, you were bound to find out." I felt the bed shift and I felt his breath on my shoulder as I stared up at the ceiling, "you know, my mum hasn't always been this nice to me."
I turned towards him, "really?"
"Yeah, she actually didn't talk to me for those five years. She was so depressed over dad's death she wouldn't leave the house, wouldn't cook food, wouldn't even talk to me." Liam's voice was light, as though he were laughing but I was fairly sure that wasn't what was up.
"What got her out of her shell?" I asked uneasily, not sure if it was broken ground or not.
"She's sick, actually. She, um, yeah." He stopped talking then and I let him, instead I spoke louder than any words could; I pulled him against me and wrapped my arm around him. In seconds I could feel his tears through the hoodie and I just held him even tighter. Letting him know I was there for him, and I am. He saved me. I owe him my life.
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Hey guys ! Sorry for the sucky update :/ but hey, at least some ground got covered ! And some Ziam moments ! Yay ! And I'm done exams now and I'm feeling a bit better, minus the fact I just lost my uncle... but things are getting a little brighter, so that means more updates ! Yay !
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FanfictionLiam Payne; 16 years old, bullied, self harms and suicidal. Zayn Malik; 16 years old, captain of the school hockey team, popular and abused by dad. One fateful night will bring these two together and after their love flourishes, drag them apart. Whe...