Fighting

Commitments

Liam tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for Zayn to answer the door. Zayn was supposed to meet Liam at his house four hours ago so they could go out for some lunch. Liam had tried calling Zayn, but the call had gone to voicemail every time. He had also tried all of the other boys, but they hadn't answered either.

Liam decided now was an appropriate time to pull out his key for Zayn and Niall's house. They had all agreed that these would be or emergencies only, and Liam had deffinately classified this as an emergency.

He slipped the key into the lock and turned it. The door opened and he called into the house, "Zayn? Buddy, you home?"

When he got no response, Liam began to check all the rooms. Living room, nothing. Kitchen, nothing. Dining room, nothing. Guest room, nothing. Study, nothing. Zayn's room, nothing.

Liam walked through Zayn's room to his bathroom. He put his ear to the door and heard the sounds of crying coming from inside.

He slowly opened the door and his mouth dropped open at the sight. Zayn was sitting on the ground in nothing but boxers and a razor held up to his wrist. There wasn't any blood, but Liam knew that had he come a couple seconds later there would have been.

"Zayn no!" yelled Liam, bending down and whacking the razor from Zayn's hand. "Why?"

"Liam. I'm sorry," Zayn went into hysterics.

"No Zayn why are you sorry?" asked Liam.

"I did something unforgivable. I didn't mean to Liam. I don't know how to fix this," Zayn said in shaky breaths.

"What did you do Zayn?" asked Liam. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"I hit him, Liam. He's never going to forgive me," said Zayn.

"Hit who Zayn?"

"Niall. I hit Niall," said Zayn, finally starting to calm down.

Liam backed up a little bit in shock. Niall and Zayn had only fought once before and it never even got close to the point where they hurt eachother physically. "Is this about those pictures?"

Zayn nodded, "I just assumed. I hadn't seen the video yet. I was so scared that he had finally gotten sick of me and moved on that I wanted to be the tough one. I hit him. Left a bruise and everything. I feel awful Liam. He told me he didn't know if he could forgive me. It's understandable though, I don't even forgive myself. He was scared, Liam. He hid behind Louis. It broke my heart, Liam, knowing that I did that to my Niall I'm the reason he's scared."

"Wow, Zayn. You and Niall, you've got something special. Nothing can get between you two. I think that if you two are meant to be together, this will work itself out, you just wait," said Liam, putting his hand on Zayn's shoulder reassuringly.

"Thanks Liam. Will you help me? Louis and Harry kind of hate me too," said Zayn.

"Lets go change that then," said Liam, pulling Zayn to stand with him.

*At Louis and Harry's house*

"Come on Niall you havn't had anything to eat all day! Please just eat," said Harry, insisting again that Niall eat the strawberries he was holding out to him.

"No Harry! For the hundreth time I'm not hungry!" yelled Niall, getting up from the couch and storming from the room.

"I guess it didn't go well," said Louis, coming into the room and taking a strawberry from the plate.

Harry rolled his eyes, also taking a strawberry and biting off the red part, putting the stem back onto the plate, "Nope. Not at all."

"What are we going to do Harry? I mean I know what Zayn did is aweful but clearly Niall needs Zayn. He's not the same. They've got something special and without it I'm afraid of what's going to happen to them and how it'll affect the rest of us," said Louis.