[size=7pt]zayn bit his lip, gazing at the wall. "okay... bye li li." something in his voice was harsh, almost cold as if he didn't even want to talk to zayn.
harry nodded, hearing louis' footsteps follow out the room. he frowned, sitting up in the bed. he stared at the wall, thinking about where liam could be. [/size]
i really like that plot
could you make the thread?
[size=7pt]zayn sighed, glanced over at louis. he knew he got like this sometimes when he was upset. he gently pulled louis over, pressing a gentle kiss on his head.
harry frowned, realizing how lonely he suddenly felt. sliding off the bed, he shakily walked down the steps, crawling towards the couch and leaning against niall, who had tears in his eyes. [/size]
camila emmaline hemmings
i glance over at ashton, watching him. "just think of something quick," i said.
calum hood
"umm... i don't know.... just pick something," calum quickly murmured. he gave ashton a shrug, indicating that he didn't know what to say.
michael clifford
[sub]i lean against hannah, smiling at the way she laughed into my shoulder. i then glance up at calum and ashton, watching them talk.
[size=7pt]zayn nodded, biting his lip with a frown. it was what all of them wanted. he gazed down at louis, pressing a small kiss to his shoulder. "we all want that."
harry shrugged, moving himself closer to niall. "i could be better," he murmured, gazing down at his hands. he sighed, the image of liam finally walking through that front door in his head. [/size]
[size=7pt]zayn frowned, glancing down at his phone. something in him told him that liam wasn't coming home. his voice was cold and rude when zayn was talking to him, almost reluctant of talking to zayn.
harry bit his lip, pulling his legs up to his chest. this was the question he wanted to answer. was liam ever going to be home? with a sigh, he glanced around at his boyfriends. "let's just go to bed now... liam will be home by morning."[/size]
[size=7pt]zayn nodded, watching harry and louis start to leave for their room. usually, liam and niall shared one and zayn just slept wherever. he wondered how niall felt, without liam at his side.
harry nodded, slowly standing up. he glanced back at louis, slowly starting to walk up the steps. when he finally reached the top, he shuffled into their bedroom, waiting for louis to come in.[/size]
[size=7pt]zayn sighed, knowing that niall wanted his face. he didn't bother to move, knowing the only other available room was liam's. he slowly pulled the blankets on the couch around his body, lying down against the couch.
harry slipped into the bed, sighing as louis slipped in beside him. he turned over to face louis, a frown on his face. "i don't think liam loves us anymore."
[i'm hyperventilating][/size]
[size=7pt]zayn gazed up at the ceiling, finding himself glancing anxiously at the door. where was liam? liam not being here made zayn almost feel worthless. he didn't love him, or did he? if he did, where was he?
harry shook his head. he didn't believe that liam loved them one bit anymore. for the past couple of days, he isolated himself from the rest of his boyfriends. "don't lie, you know it's true."[/size]
[size=7pt]zayn, unable to sleep, sat up on the couch. he slipped off the couch, shuffling into the kitchen. he glanced around the kitchen, his eyes falling on the alcohol cabinet. he hadn't had a drink in quite a bit, and taking a couple of shots always seemed to help him. slowly, he lifted his hand up, pulling the cabinet open.
harry sighed, leaning himself closer to louis. he could see the sadness in louis' blue eyes, how the sparkle in them faded away. "i know..."[/size]
[size=7pt]usually, liam only let zayn have one drink and that was it. because, well, he did often get carried away when he had just one drink. taking a bottle of vodka out, he carelessly popped the bottle open, bringing the liquid to his lips.
harry gave louis a small smile with a nod. "i will always love you, no matter what," he murmured, his smile widening for a second before disappearing. he gently wrapped his arms around louis, gently kissing his nose. [/size]
[size=7pt]the first taste of alcohol made zayn smile. he knew that he wouldn't be able to control himself later, but he didn't care. because no one else did, especially liam. he knew if any of the boys caught him doing this, they would most likely yell at him for doing so. but zayn didn't care right now, he didn't care at all.
harry gently pulled louis closer, gently pressing their lips together. louis was the one person harry couldn't leave out of everyone. he loved everyone, he really did. but louis was special. [/size]
[size=7pt]zayn ignored niall's voice, bringing the bottle of vodka to his lips. this was something that made him smile. getting that numb feeling from drinking, forgetting about everything that hurt him.
harry wrapped his arms around louis' neck, pulling away for a second to smile at louis. he then brushed a bit of louis' hair out of his blue eyes, smiling at the way he blushed. [/size]
[size=7pt]zayn ignored niall's voice, quickly finishing the rest of the bottle. if niall was going to stop him now, at least he finished one drink at least.
harry felt his smile grow bigger at the sound of his giggles. "you're so cute," he murmured with a small chuckle. [/size]
[size=7pt]zayn shoved niall away from him, blocking his voice out of his head. he quickly grabbed another bottle from the alcohol cabinet, popping the cap open.
harry chuckled, gently starting to tickle louis. he smiled, watching louis let out small giggles. [/size]
[size=7pt]zayn rolled his eyes at niall, bringing the bottle to his lips. "shut up," he murmured, abruptly walking past niall into the living room.
harry finally stopped, letting out a small yawn. he furrowed his brow, hearing niall yell. "what is he doing?"[/size]
[size=7pt]zayn rolled his eyes at niall again, plopping on the couch. he didn't care about what was going to happen next. he just wanted niall to leave, to be by himself.
harry frowned, sitting up in bed. "i'll go check on them," he murmured, slipping out of bed. he started to walk down the stairs, biting his lip nervously. [/size]
[size=7pt]harry slowly walked down the steps, his eyes widening when he finally reached the living room. zayn was simply sitting on the couch, a bottle of vodka in his hand. quickly, harry walked over, swiping the bottle away from zayn's hands.
zayn looked up, his eyes narrowing on harry. "what the fuck," he growled, standing up. he tried to reach for the bottle, but harry simply dropped it on the floor, the bottle shattering and the liquid pouring out.[/size]
[size=7pt]"you know you shouldn't be drinking," harry snapped. he could tell how upset zayn was. he watched him carefully, slowly backing away.
zayn, now upset, stood up angrily. quickly, he took a strike. he shoved harry back, making him stumble. he saw harry slide onto a piece of glass, making him cry out in pain. zayn slowly approached him, striking him across the face. [/size]
[size=7pt]harry slid into a chair, feeling tears start to form in his eyes. he could feel the pain of the glass in his foot, but he didn't want to look. he glanced up at zayn, watching as he just stood there.
zayn looked around him, seeing niall rush over to help harry. he didn't know what was happening, what to do. he saw the pained expression on harry's face. he had actually hurt his boyfriend. [/size]
