Muse

5. 🎨

Husband... Zayn had (or has) a husband, who still loves very much, but the look in Zayn's eyes while talking about it tugged the strings of Liam's heart.

Whatever happened to him effected Zayn badly, and Liam felt horrible asking Zayn about it.

Though he was smiling, Liam can see the sadness in Zayn's eyes

Liam turned around and walked out of the room and towards the living room where Zayn was sitting- the living room. He was reading the same book but now leaning against the couch with one of his legs under him

"Uhh... Zayn?" Zayn looked up from the book and nodded "I just wanted to apologize, I feel like I'm putting my nose into things that aren't any of my business"

Zayn shook his head and put the bookmark in the book before he closed it "It's alright. Trust me, It's not your fault"

Liam pursed his lips and then sighed "I still feel bad"

Zayn chuckled and shook his head "Don't l. I get asked about it every other week. If I didn't want to answer. Trust me, I won't"

Liam nodded and rubbed the back of his neck "Once again, I'm sorry"

"It's all alright! trust me"

"Trust meeeeeee, it'll be alright!"

Liam blinked and rubbed his temple, Zayn furrowed his brows and walked towards him, and rubbed his back

"Are you ok?"

Zayn helped Liam sit and he knelt down in front of his, he opened the table fridge and gave Liam a bottle of water. Liam mumbled a quiet 'thank you

"Are you alright?"

Liam nodded "My head just hurts"

Zayn looked at the time and nodded "You've been up since early in the morning, you could be tired" Zayn mumbled massaging Liam's temple

Liam sighed and nodded "Maybe..."

~~~~~

"I got stung in the arm by a jellyfish"

"What? How old were you? Where?"

"Yep, I was 5, and on my arm. I have a scar and everything"

"Is that why you're scared of the ocean?"

"Yeah... and also because only like 5% of the ocean has been discovered. In conclusion, I'm not going in the water I came out here for you, but I'm not going anywhere near there"

Liam woke up the next morning and he groaned hearing his phone ringing. He covered his head with the soft pillow and sighed when it wouldn't stop. He picked it up and looked at who was calling, and declined when he saw it was his sister.

He put his phone down and turned towards the window and frowned seeing sunlight peaking in. He got up and opened the window and hissed at the sunlight hitting him straight in the eyes

He walked towards the bathroom and washed his face, and he brushed his teeth as well. He then changed into something else then walked out of the room. He closed the door behind him

He turned around and saw Zayn pushing the stairs -to what he assumes is the attic- before he turned towards Liam. His eyes widened and his breath hitched before Liam shook his head as raised both of his hands up

"I didn't see any of the dead bodies you hid up there I promise" was the first thing Liam blurted out and he doesn't know why

Zayn laughed shaking his head "Who knew an artist like you could be so... crazy?"

"I promise I didn't see any of the bodies you hid down there"

"For an artist... you for sure have a wide imagination."

"Are you calling me crazy?"

"Which sane person would think of dead bodies as the first thing someone hides in their attic!"

Liam blinked and took a deep breath, he felt a hand on his back and looked up toward Zayn

"Are you ok?"

Liam nodded "It's just... you're reminding me of things- of someone"

"What exactly...?"

Liam sighed "I don't remember" he mumbled with a frown