15 [YELLOW]: Messages, and a woman?

Even if he tried to, he wouldn't be able to put in words how much chaos happened in this day and how many surprises it gave him; Zayn Malik was sure he'd remember this day forever.

Zayn opened his eyes slowly, not really wanting to leave the comfort of the bed and having to start the day, he rubbed his face adorably as he yawned and looked around, he was alone and still in Harry's bed.

As he sat up, a pain shot through him, but he didn't mind it. It was a sweet pain. Actually, he was just trying his hardest not to feel guilty right now. He enjoyed last night, it ended well for a day so nerve-racking.

The door of the room opened to reveal Harry, he had a small cat between his arms. He smiled brightly at him, as Zayn looked up.

"Oh you're awake, I was coming to wake you. Morning kitten."

"You're talking to me?" Zayn cheekily asked.

"Of course I am. You're the kitten here."

"Morning." Zayn blushed at the nickname.

"Come on, I made you breakfast." Harry uttered as Zayn stood up, his legs shaking under him.

"Do you need help getting down the stairs?" Harry asked softly, eyeing the younger boy. He looked so adorable, with his bed hair everywhere, barely able to stand, and naked.

"No, I'll just use the bathroom and then I'll follow you."

"Okay, there's a spare toothbrush in the bathroom's cabinet." Harry smiled again before he left.

Zayn threw himself back on the bed, a weird sensation ran through him at the way Harry was smiling at him, he just couldn't stop giggling in the pillow.

~

They ate breakfast in silence, but Zayn didn't mind. His family hasn't called him since he sent a text yesterday to his mum telling her he's staying the night at Liam's.

They finished and Zayn offered to wash the dishes but Harry shook his head, telling him the maid would be here soon.

"What's your plan for today?" Zayn asked, trying to start a conversation, as they headed to the front door. He might be in his spring break, but he knew Harry had work.

"Probably just work. What about you?"

Zayn thought he should probably talk with Lala and Ashton about what they saw last night. He'd feel better if he explanied the situation to his best friends.

"I don't know yet, but I guess I'll work on an assignment that's due soon." Zayn lied smoothly.

"So, you wouldn't be free tonight? I mean we can go out again, or you can come here and we can cook dinner together." Harry winked and intertwined his hand with Zayn's, after they both settled in the car.

If he was honest with himself, he'd love to. But he shouldn't forget he has a boyfriend and it'd be hella better if he didn't spend a lot of time with Harry. He's getting hooked already. You're disgusting, Zayn He thought.

"I can't tonight. Maybe another time."

"Alright," Harry nodded, and Zayn noticed they were in front of his parents' home.

"So, I'll see you later?" Zayn awkwardly sighed while biting his lip.

"Before you get down, I need to tell you something," Harry moved his hand through his locks while still holding Zayn's hand with the other one.

"Yeah?" Zayn nodded encouraging  Harry.

"I like you." Harry said, bold and simple, making a blush tan Zayn's skin.

Before he could stop himself, Zayn uttered, "I like you too."

"That's good." Harry grinned, "Do you wanna be my boyfriend?"

And Zayn froze. He felt his stomach turning at the question. How would he answer? What should he say?

Why the fuck did he get himself in this mess? And where's the way out?

"You don't have to answer me now, baby. Take your time." Harry pressed a kiss on Zayn's hand before pulling him flat against his chest, kissing his lips softly.

Zayn was still silent, but he nodded his head, and got off the car.

"Fuck!" He tugged at his hair in frustration.

~

In the evening:

"Maybe, but I'm hungry right now, I think I'm gonna head home to eat," Zayn mumbled to Liam on the phone.

"I thought you have already eaten with Ashton and Lala." Liam stated what he assumed, sounds of glasses and forks against plates were heard from around him in the restaurant.

Zayn sighed, yes he was supposed to meet with his two best friends and tell them about the situation with Harry and how he did end up with him on a date.

So they went out for an early dinner, but after saying everything and feeling like absolute shit with their judgmental eyes, he lost his appetite.

"When I got there, they had already ordered for me and you know I hate sea food," Zayn's tongue uttered the first lie that came to its tip.

"You do? That's brand new information." Liam laughed softly on the other line.

"Yeah, so I'll just head home."

"Why don't you come here to the restaurant, I'll finish my shift soon and we can have dinner together, my treat." Liam suggested and Zayn who was still in his car jumped to the offer.

"I'd never say no to free food." Zayn admitted making Liam laugh, "I'm on my way."

~

At dinner, Zayn ate nearly two bites of his food only, completely throwing off what he said earlier and then he started to play with the food with his fork lazily.

"Zayn, I want to ask you something," Liam said catching Zayn's attention, he looked up at him with questioning eyes. His heart beats started to rise at the fear of what his boyfriend might say.

Is today the day of questioning Zayn?

"Yeah, what is it?" Zayn asked while taking a gulp of his water.

"It's just- you. You look so distant these days, I mean you cancel on me a lot, you barely call, and we haven't made love since the incident with your dad. Is something wrong? You're even playing with your food right now." Liam explained and the fork dropped from Zayn's hand and into his dish.

"If there's a problem or something," Liam contiuned softly, placing his hand over Zayn on the table. "We can fix it together, we've always had."

That was true, Liam has always been the shelter he's hidden in, the angel that protected him under his wing, he was always beside him when his dad got accused of stealing, and what did Zayn do? He cheated on him.

Zayn felt his eyes water in guilt, and he squeezed them shut, as Liam's showed panic. "What's wrong, love?"

"I- I don't know Liam, I don't feel myself, it's like in here," Zayn pointed to his head, "It's not me, it's a complelety different person torturing me to do things I don't want to. It's tricking me to crave things that I shouldn't."

"Zayn, I'm not sure I understand." Liam frowned and squeezed Zayn's hand gently.

"Believe me, neither do I."

"What can I do for you to help? Tell me."

Zayn thought for a second, what possibly could he do to erase those feelings, to close that black hole of regret inside him.

"Take me home and love me."

~

Liam knew there was something wrong, Zayn was not feeling well, he was looking sad and absent-minded. And he figured there must be something else -that he actually knew- bothering him, but for now, he'll have to settle down on taking care of his boy.

Liam unlocked his door, before letting Zayn and himself in. He placed his wallet, mobile phone and Zayn's car keys on the small coffee table.

"Love, go set down and watch some tv, I'll just take a quick shower, and I'll be with you." Liam mumbled, before pressing a peck on Zayn's shoulder.

Zayn turned the tv on, and he started switching between channels until the news channel stopped him with a new murder in Ethereal City.

[On the TV]: The crows are circling above our city, a new murder in Crimson street happened. The police was everywhere, but nothing stopped the criminal from killing his sixth victim, a man on his forties, K.H. a florist, who's married with no children was found..

"Sixth? seventh actually." Zayn laughed dryly.

[On the TV]: the victim had a phrase that said, 'I FOUND HIM' across his chest with the petals of dark tulips.

Dark tulips.. huh.

Liam's phone buzzed on the table. Zayn grabbed it and looked at it, but he just saw no notification on the screen.

Why would Liam block his notifications? He frowned in wonder.

Zayn quickly unlocked the phone, he knew the password since Liam used Zayn's birthday and Zayn did the same with his phone, using Liam's birthday. They decided to do this when they first got together.

He saw a new message. Opening the messages app, he saw one from someone named Juliana, that started with..

I'm sorry for what I said, please let's m..

Zayn opened and saw the full message, and he found a whole lot of messages, with wide eyes he started to scrool and read,

My first time was the best ever, when can I see you again?

I miss you, wanna see you baby.

You can't just ignore me like that, I'm coming to the restaurant wait for me I luv you!

If you don't text me back or call, I'll tell my father and he won't let you see sunlight again.

I'm sorry for what I said, please let's meet up, tomorrow after school.

A new message came with the phone still in Zayn's hand,

I'm thinking about you, about your fingers in my-

Zayn dropped the phone from his hand, what is all that? Who the fuck is this? Liam was with someone.. someone who's texting him about how amazing their first time was.

The name was a girl's name, Juliana.
Liam has been.. Zayn gasped in horror, he has been.. cheating on him? With a...

Woman?

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