{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that? I just need time and someone to understand. ❞

"You hold me down and you hold me up You can't communicate You brought me up just to bring me down I have nothing left to say I have lost, I've lost my innocence I have found my self-belief And in a cup of loneliness I have found instant relief "

Zayn and Niall had the perfect relationship. Well, not exactly. Niall was only there in Zayn's dreams. Zayn had sacrificed a lot for this boy in his imagination. Zayn's given up a social life, relationships, even meals. Zayn carries sleeping pills with him everywhere he goes, in case he happens to have some time for Niall. Usually, when the first dose doesn't work, he takes another. They always work by then. But what if the pills don't work? Another dose. Doesn't work again? Another dose. [playlist: http://8tracks.com/yasthewriter/in-my-dreams/ | made by foreversmilin]