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The day drug on. It felt like I had been in the park for hours, when in reality, I'd only been there a mere hour and a half. I was still in shock from what my mother had told me. My sister was gone. My father was gone. My boyfriend was gone. Everyone was leaving me. Since the small encounter with my mum and niece, I'd made my way to my flat, the flat I share; shared with Zayn. I didn't even bother to enter our, no, my bedroom, in fear that I what I would see. The harsh reality that Zayn really is gone. His clothes removed from the closet, the picture of us laid face down on the bedside table, all of his neatly placed shoe boxes either gone or in uneven rows at the foot of the bed. The blanket we shared, no longer covering the white cotton sheets. Every aspect of Zayn ripped from my home. In reality,Zayn was my home, When I was in his arms, I was home. Yes, my flat was a 'home' per say, but I wasn't happy there. I was happy when I was with Zayn, hence why Zayn was my home. I love Zayn I will continue to love Zayn; until my dying day.
When my phone started ringing and Zayn's tone came through. I dove for the device, picking it up and quickly pressing the green button. "Hello? Zayn?" I asked, waiting for a reply. "Mr. Payne?" That wasn't Zayn's voice. "Yes, this is him, may I ask who's calling?" I was starting to get worried again. "Sorry for bothering you at this hour, but Mr. Malik has requested your company in the hospital." That's when I snapped and the tears began to flow. "I - uhm. I'll be right there." I ended the call and grabbed my keys, my jacket, and my wallet. "What could have he done? Is he okay? OF COURSE HE ISN'T OKAY LIAM! HE'S IN THE FUCKING HOSPITAL!" So many emotions so many feelings. So many thoughts ran through my head as I left the 'comfort' of the flat and made the short walk over to my car.
Upon entering and starting up my Audi A8, I quickly pulled out of the parking way and sped off in the direction in which Zayn was. Being with the luck I was having today, I was caught at every red light. What else could have gone wrong today? The light soon turned green and the short line of vehicles took forever to move. I laid on my horn, waiting and needing to get close to Zayn. Soon, it was my turn to pass, thank the Lord. I drove at the reasonable speed limit, my focus being on the road until I saw the scene as I passed. A car, similar to mine was completely totaled. I drove by slower, taking in the view. Blood on the windshield, a human sized dent in the hood and a phone. I pulled to the side and parked my car. Undoing the restraints and stepping out of the car, slowly walking over to the obvious accident. I looked for any and every sign of him. A piece of his shirt or skinny jeans that he was wearing. Anything that would give me answers. Answers I needed. I looked down at the ground, looking to see if I could find the object I had kicked in my travel. The case was black with a faded Bat symbol. Zayn had that case. I had gotten him that case as a joke and he put it on his phone, stating that it was in fact his favourite case of the oodles that he possessed. Zayn didn't collect paint pallets or shoes or even hair products.
Zayn collected phone cases. I broke down in yet another fit of tears. This had to be Zayn's phone. It just had to. The only true way of knowing was picking it up and checking the lock screen for the picture of me kissing his cheek. So, that's exactly what I did, bottom lip between my teeth as I slowly turned over the cold metal and plastic I now had in my possession. I cried out as my assumptions were true. This was Zayn's phone and Zayn had been the one hit. "Way to fucking go, Liam! Look what you caused. You're boyfriend wanted to kill himself." All of these thoughts were flooding my mind, making it impossible to think. "-ir. SIR!" I looked over at the voice shouting at me, prepared to shout right back. "I uhm. I need that phone." He scratched behind his left ear with his pointer finger. "Why do you need my boyfriend's phone?" I asked him, crossing my arms across my chest, giving the male a pointed look. "It's in a crime scene." A female officer said from behind my person. "No need for you, Ms. Delevingne" The other one said. "Yeah. Okay, Irwin." She chuckled at him. "Get lost, Cara." Iwin laughed again, as she slowly walked away. I noticed Officer Irwin looking back at me with the same pointed look he had in the beginning. "The phone, Sir." He said coldly.
"I don't think so. I'm taking this to the hospital and giving it to MY BOYFRIEND" I shouted at the end, moving closer so I was in his face. "I suggest you back away before you find yourself behind bars." The officer said, grabbing at his handcuffs to prove his points. "Well, My boyfriends more important and this is his phone, and I being his love, I'm taking it to him." I gave a fake smile as I turned around and walked over to the lady that was with us before. "Uhm,. Excuse me, Ms. Cara?" I tapped at her shoulder, causing her to turn around. "Oh, Hello." She gave a warm smile as I chuckled. "Completely okay." I nodded as I then held up the phone. "This is uh- It's my boyfriend's phone. Am I allowed to bring it to him, I found it on the ground and I don't think he'd appreciate an officer to bring it to him." We both chuckled as she nodded. "I don't see why not." She gave me a warm smile, unlike the male I had to deal with.
"Thank you so so much, Ms. Delevingne." I extended my hand to her, before I was quickly pulled into a hug. "Go be with him." She told me as I nodded against her shoulder. "Yeah, I will." The embrace was cut short as I thanked her again and then jogged over to my car, climbing back in and bucking up, making the engine roar to life. The drive from the accident to the hospital was short ( I might have broken a few speed limits, but hopefully it had gone unnoticed.) As I pulled into the parking way, I cut the engine and pulled my keys from the ignition, sliding them into my back pocket.