Blame Game (ziam)

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a/n: damn, so a lot of you were maaad at the last update lol. and if you're confused that was a butt dial!! wasn't supposed to happen 👀

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Broken glass.

Broken furniture.

Broken heart.

Zayn had not slept at all, staying up all night trying to piece together where it all went wrong.

At first it was crying of knowing things had been eternally fucked with him and Liam. He sobbed and contemplated on taking some pills to numb the pain away, but he decided against that. He pulled out his song book and quickly wrote out :

Yesterday I fell in love
today feels like my funeral.

He put the notebook away and cried silently.

Then it proceeded to him being pissed, which is where most the destruction came from. Broken plates, a chair missing one of it's legs from being thrown too hard, random holes in the walls, and broken alcohol bottles were also adorning Zayn's house. This stage also involved packing all his belongings– luggage sitting by the door ready to be taken away.

After the anger stage, he finally settled into his numbness stage. Zayn sits silently with tear stained cheeks on the couch with a cigarette in hand.

He's been like this for a while, not really knowing how long he's been sitting there.

Most of the anger and sadness he felt dissipated and he felt nothing.

His whole world had just fallen apart and he knows that maybe he's not dealing with it ideally, but he'll get his answers, he promises himself this one thing.

He stares at the door hard, waiting patiently for his lovely other half to arrive.

Zayn closes his eyes and inhales and exhales slowly. He doesn't know what kind of reaction he'll have once he sees Liam, but he doesn't care anymore.

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It's 9 A.M. when Liam walks through the door quietly and Zayn feels like puking.

He still keeps his eyes closed as he hears Liam gasp at the condition of which the house is in.

He opens his eyes and stares at Liam and can't help but feel a mix of sadness but also anger.

"Why the hell is this house a mess?! What did you do? Do you know how long it's gonna take to clean all this up? And why the hell are there holes in my walls?" Liam says angrily.

A wrecked home is the least of Zayn's concerns.

"Sit down" Zayn tells him in a serious tone.

"Seriously why the fuck is my house like this right now?! I'm so pissed what the -"

"SIT DOWN!" Zayn says yelling angrily.

Liam looks shocked by his yelling but he slowly sits looking warily at Zayn.

"Where were you last night?" he asks Liam gritting his teeth.

"Why do you need to know?" Liam says annoyed.

"Liam, where the fuck were you last night?" Zayn tries once more, asking in a not so nice way anymore. He's not going to hold back any longer.

Liam gasps and starts looking a bit nervous. "I-I was at my Mom's house. After I left your friends house I was so distraught I didn't want to be around you."