Sorry for not updating in years but I had writers block for all my books and ugh!! Hopefully this goes well.
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"And I said 'Bitch if you don't get your nasty hands off my ass I'll kill you.'"
"I said I was sorry!" Calum groan has Michael told the drunk Calum story that happened a week ago. "One time, nothing happened.. I think." He whispers.
Marcel shook his head still showing Zayn how to solve his English class work for the test that's tomorrow morning. Zayn tried paying attention to him but kept getting distracted by the way Marcel smiles when his friends made a dirty joke or when Alison brings up Artemis and how cute he looked holding her.
Everyday after school Zayn and Marcel would visit Artemis till seven and on weekends it be to ten.
Zayn as never been so happy to see his daughter after years of fighting with Louis and his drug habits something he really didn't want to bring up ever again knowing it'll hurt Marcel and his daughter.
Louis of course doesn't trust Zayn but if Marcel is keeping an eye out for him he'll slowly gain trust for him. He loves his niece but sometimes she needs to see him has a uncle and not father not wanting her to get hurt as she formed a bond between him. Artemis has special needs that Zayn and Marcel will soon need to understand in the future but for now he'll let them see her till their ready.
"Zayn, focus." Marcel said annoyed as Zayn kept kissing his cheek. "You'll fail if you don't focus."
"Give me a break, we've been at this for almost three hours." Zayn complains his grip on his pencil tightens already stressed out.
"There is beer in the fridge and a box of your cigarettes on the counter you have twenty minutes." Zayn didn't need to, be told twice before jumping up and running out apartment to drink and smoke.
"What?" Marcel questions his friends giving him a dirty look.
"Why didn't you tell him?" Alison crossed her arms as the boys followed.
"He doesn't need to know, that's why. I'll tell him after the test." Marcel grabbed the box of leftover fries and placed them in the kitchen as they followed him.
"It's better now." Michael tried to pursue him.
"He won't be focused with that on his test and fail, he'll know when he's ready." Marcel was getting frustrated with them bickering.
"When he's ready or when you are?" Calum said sarcastic making Marcel yell
"When I am!" His chest rapidly rising and falling as he placed his hands on the counter counting to ten slowing his heart rate not wanting to have panic attack.
He breathed deeply before replying calmly.
"I'll tell him when I'm ready.. Please don't rush it."
"You only have a week before graduating early and Zayn will be heart broken when you run off to college." Calum gritted out as he heard the apartment door close acting like the conversation had never happen.
Zayn enters the kitchen getting another beer and popping off the cap with his teeth. "What's all with the looks? Did someone die." He asked jokingly as Marcel smiled.
"No just Michael talking about how Calum almost had sex with him at a different party." He said as he walked away wanting to have this day end.
Zayn furrowed his brows as Marcel walked to the room looking back at his friends giving them a questioning look on why he was acting strange now. Alison looked away not wanting to disrespect Marcel wishes but Calum and her brother were another thing. Good friends or not they knew Marcel would tell Zayn but on his own time wanting Zayn to, be focused not distracted or angry with him so the boys decided not to say a word either.
"He said he wasn't feeling well before you came in ..guessing the food made him a bit queasy." Michael covered up hoping he'll believed it.
He did.
"I better check on him then, you guys know your way out see you tomorrow." He bid his goodbyes.
Walking down the hall towards his room he sees Marcel laying in bed facing away from the door hiding under the warm sheets. Zayn slowly enters not wanting to make him startled and sat next to him.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He rubs Marcel's arm but he flinched away.
"Not now Zayn, tired." His voice low and lifeless he just lays still.
Zayn slightly frowned. "Hey what's the matter, was it something I did-"
"No! Just.. I'm tired Zayn just go away please I'm not in the mood." Marcel tried calming himself but, couldn't he let the tears slip passed his eye's has they became heavy.
"Fine, fuck you!" Zayn grits out storming off out of the room and out of the apartment.
Zayn lits a cigarette as he catches his older neighbors looked at him. "What?" He muffled out as they pointed a no smoking sign. "Your point." Rolling his eye's he inhaled sharply letting the toxic fumes surround his lungs and mind.
"Tsk.. Tsk.. Malik."
"What do you want.. Blowjob?" Luke laughed as he lit his own cigarette.
"What's wrong with you? You seem like Marcel won't give you ass." Zayn glared at him before inhaling.
"He's just sick, and moody."
"Moody?"
"He yelled at me which is off cause he never does he's always shy and smiling but, I don't know." Zayn shakes his head slightly as Luke stepped on his cigarette and walked into the apartment. "Where are you going? Leave him alone." Zayn warns before Luke was already in the room.
Luke looked at Marcel's body for a few moments before walking up to him and whispering in his ear has he just told Luke what he told Zayn. Furrowing his brows he left the room to speak with Zayn. "You sure he's just sick?" He whispers looking back at Marcel.
"Yeah, Michael said he got ill from the food..why?" Zayn asked wanting to know.
"He's not sick, he's depressed."
"Well let's make him happy." Zayn said dumbly as Luke rolled his eyes moving away from the door.
"That's not how depression works, this is serious what he has needs to be seen by a doctor. My mother had this before it's all happy and fun till the low really comes in." Luke tries to explain easily.
"He's not sick or depressed.. He won't see a doctor I'll take care of him!" Zayn voice cracked. "This is his home and I'll take good care of him and make him happy."
"Listen to yourself! He's sick Zayn he needs a doctor before this gets worst and the worst of him will show." Luke argues back.
"No, he'll be okay ..cause he's with me."
"he's depressed not sad like we normally feel, for once listen to someone besides your own damn self! Don't come crying to me when his wrist are slit-ah!"
Luke holds his nose in pain as it oozes blood glaring at Zayn who held his hand and had tears running down his face. Luke sighed knowing he went to far but, he needed to know what will happen if he didn't take him to a doctor.
"I'm sorry, didn't mean to go that, far, but he needs you to help him by taking him to the doctor Zayn. He'll get worst."
Zayn gasp for air has his sobs couldn't be controlled. "How do you know?"
"My mom has the same thing so does my brother, I knew this after my mom killed herself cause she didn't believe she was sick and my brother didn't want to die like she did." Luke said sadly. "He's to young and he loves you Zayn and if you love him you'll take his to see a doctor soon."
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AN: HI!! How are you doing??
Im gonna graduate soon and im off to collage which, is scary and exciting!! But im doing well after a year of not writing and having, writers block.
I got the idea of Marcel being depressed from Shameless(us version) which is so so so good i recomend it!!
I'll try to update when i can cause im busy and always tired from work and some other things.
I hope you guys enjoy and have a lovely day 😘😘
Thank you- Z.Z