Our Loves An Asylum z.h Book 2

S I X

Sorry for so many time skips

SIX :

-Niall-

It had been a week since Liam had told me about Zayn. And like always I had kicked him out of the house and locked myself in my room. Tears streaming down my face and for the first time in a long time, harming myself.

It was my fault Zayn was gone. Not Liams, not anybody elses for that matter. Mine. Just mine.

I had gone out one day... everywhere I looked I saw Zayn. And it wasn't because he was everywhere -of course thats impossible, but because he was still on my mind constantly. Though sometimes I wonder if the person who's sporting Zayns head at the moment is actually him.

I miss him. And i wish i could have said sorry before he did what he did.

I grabbed my jacket off the couch and headed towards the door. I had to go back to work today. It wasnt something I wanted to do but I had to bring in money somehow.

The moment i stepped out of the house I saw Liams cop car out in the drive and I groaned. I didnt want to see Liam. Liam said he had good news. I WAS BLOODY EXPECTING GOOD NEWS. Not - my fucking boyfriend is dead.

"Niall." I heard him call but I didn't even aknowledge him as I stepped on the sidewalk and started my way to work. I heard his car turn on and knew he was going to follow me. "Niall, you can't keep ignoring me."

"I can and I will." I spat as soon as I saw his car pool up next to me.

"Its not my fault you lied and he killed himself."

"It bloody is and you know it. Even though most of the blame is on me its your fault as well." I said trying to convince myself more than I was Liam.

"Get in the car." He said stopping the car.

"No, I'm walking."

"Get in the damn car Niall."

"NO. Do you not understand the meaning of the word no?"

"You know I can have you arrested for talking to me like that."

"Then do it you stupid mother fucking son of a bitch." Thats when he oppened his car door and I bolted. But i wasnt fast enough and he was tackling me.

"Get in the damn car Niall." He said grabbing both of my arms and pinning them above my head. My mouth opened, nothing but a sob came out. Liam groaned and let me go. "Just get in the car Niall. You're gonna be late for work."

I stood up shakely and wiped my eyes. I walked to his stupid car and got in. "Are you happy now?"

"Just a little." He admitted.

"Zayn?" I said suddenly forgetting It was Liam who was driving and not Zayn.

"Zayns dead Niall."

"I know." I whispered.

××××

Work was dragging on, nobody wanted to come to a coffee shop where someone was brutally murdered in the alley nearby it.

Though right when I thought nobody was going to walk in, somebody did. A familiar face, if I may add. Harry, one of Zayns friends. "Niall, mate how you been?"

"Terrible."

"Why?"

"Zayn."

"Oh, you heard then?" I nodded and almost chocked up for the millionth time this week.