2 months after zayn left...
Harry and Zayn don't talk as much anymore since zayn is trying to focus on work.
Right now harry was crying, he was really stressed about work and Zayn, liam was hugging harry and telling him calming things.
Harry ran over to the glass slide in door where the balcony was.
liam held on to him by the waist and pulled him back as he held on tightly to the handlel
"nick come help me fucking dammit!" liam screamed and nick removed his headphones and helped him pull harry off the doorl
'this has been going on for way to long' nick thought.
they cuddled harry until he fell asleep and then decided it was okay to talk.
"who is sleeping by him tonight?" liam asked, they took turns sleeping next to harry because his ptsd always acted up when he woke up alone.
nick pointed at liam and he nodded and got under the sheets with harry.
nick walked out of the room and decided to call zayn.
"vas happen? it's super late nick wiut tha fook" zayn said in a groggily voice.
"holy shit man, harry had been so miserable without you man, we have to hold him down and physically feed him because he refuses to so much" nick told him more about harry, Zayn was shocked, his baby needs him right now;
"can i talk to him please" zayn said, more of a command.
"no can do mate, he just fell asleep. he really needs it to make up for the other 3 nights he didn't sleep" nick said.
"alright" zayn sighed; "tell my kitten to call me in the morning yeah?" nick hummed in agreement and hung up.
Zayn got out of his small bed and walked over to his desk where his laptop was and opened it.
he went to his gmail and started typing;
dear professor,
I would like to do my work at home, i haven't failed a class here ever since i came and i have family problems and need to go back
sincerly,
Zayn
He shut his laptop and went to bed and dreamt of harry picking flowers in their backyard while singing a little tunel
'don't you call him baby, were not talking lately, don't you call him what you used to call me'
