Oops? ? Zouis Talik

"Hey." That was the first word Louis spoke to Zayn.

Yeah?" Zayn grumbled not wanting to talk to anyone. He didn't want to be in Doncaster, he wanted to go back to his home, to Bradford.

"You're new."

"Obviously."

"Hmm."

"What?" Zayn bit back, aggravated that this blue eyed, chestnut haired boy next to him wouldn't let him wallow in peace.

"We're gonna get on quite well" Louis said smirking at Zayn who only rolled his eyes and said "Yeah... sure mate" before turning to face the teacher going over the school dress code and pointing out to Perrie Edwards that "skirts that short are not acceptable."

"You'll see" Louis whispered to himself "You'll be mine soon enough"



***





"Elijah! Damian! Come on please! I can't be late today!" Zayn yelled after the two 3 year olds who were up in their room supposedly 'getting toys for Nan's house'

"Coming Daddy!" Damian yelled sprinting down the stairs with his Spider-Man and Venom action figures tucked under his arms.

"Yeah dad, coming!" Elijah whispered for no real reason other than to be different than his brother.

"No toys Elijah?" Zayn questioned looking at his sons empty arms.

"Don't need any, me and Nan are making cookies and Dam can't help because he's mean!" Elijah smirked nudging his twin I'm the arm before pulling the last strap of his light up batman shoes tight.




...



Once Zayn got to his mum's house and the boy's were inside he kneeled down to give them both hugs before he headed off to work with a new clients. He pulled Damian in for a hug first ruffling his jet black hair that went well with his piercing blue eyes and tan skin. "I love you Dam, be good for Nan and please, be nice to your brother." Damian only giggled before running off to the play room down the hall already forgetting what Zayn had said to him.



He then went to hug Elijah, sometimes it hurt Zayn to look at him because he looked so much like, him. His pale skin, his chestnut hair, his laugh lines that crinkled around his eyes; which thankfully were the same shade of amber as Zayn's because Zayn wasn't sure if he could handle them being blue. Zayn never showed that the fact Elijah looked so much like him hurt though because, he loved Elijah just the same. "Bye daddy, I love ya lots!" then just like that Elijah was gone and Zayn slumped back to his car and headed to the location of his new client.



Zayn wasn't sure who his new client was just that he was styling for a music video in a few days followed by a two week long promo tour which Zayn wasn't looking forward to because the twins wouldn't be able to come with him. Zayn had never been away from Damian and Elijah for more than a day and that was only because his mum insisted that he needed a break and practically pried them out of his grip.



After an hour long drive Zayn finally arrived at his destination, as he stepped out of his black on black Range Rover he took a deep breath to try and calm himself. He had been having a weird feeling all day that something was going to go... wrong? He wasn't sure if that was the right word but that's how he felt none-the-less. Zayn walked up to the abandoned looking warehouse and pulled open the heavy steel doors to be greeted by...nothing. It was weirdly quiet and it made Zayn feel even more un-easy. He stepped inside and walked deeper and deeper into the building before he was finally greeted by a slightly chubby man, Richard Griffths.

Zayn had met him many times before while he was dating Louis, Louis fucking Tomlinson of One Direction, Richard was the head of Modest! management, he was a pleasant guy so he didn't mind when Richard pulled him into and overwhelmingly tight hug before asking him how he'd been. Zayn said the same answer he gave to everyone he ran into "Real good mate, busy working and just living life."



Richard hummed in response and led Zayn to an elevator where he assumed he would finally meet his new client.



"Everyone is really excited to see you again Zayn." Richard mused as the elevator doors closed



"And why is that?" Zayn asked slightly confused "Who is it?" he followed up



But before Richard could answer the elevator doors opened again and Richard was leading him to another room, the closer they got to the door the more the feeling in Zayns gut that was screaming something wasn't right, protested. Richard reached out for the handle and just then someone swung the door open quickly walking out and slammed right into Zayn making him stumble over and fall with the other person on top.



"Sorry mate, my fault." he laughed as he started to climb off of Zayn. Zayn wanted to run, because if he was here that meant he was here and even after three years Zayn wasn't ready for that. He tried to get up and run before the lad who fell on top of him noticed who he was but by the time he got to his feet it was too late. "Zayn? Zayn! Holy... Wow, my God! Its been.... so long how've you been?"



Zayn looked up and him, his milky skin, his plump pink lips, his dimpled smirk and his forest green eyes and almost lost it. They had been close, but when Louis and Zayn ended their relationship Harry acted like Zayn never existed. He took a deep breath and pulled the fakest smile, "Harry" his voice betrayed him and broke and Harry's dimpled grin instantly faltered and his eyes became sad as if trying to send him sorry's for all the times Zayn called him but he didn't answer. Zayn ignored it "Let's get to work, yeah?" He said shoving passed Harry and walking in to the room greeted by three more pairs of eyes, two smiles and one pair of arms pulling him into a hug and oh God Zayn was sure he was going to pass out right there, if not from the lack of oxygen Nialls hug caused, then surely from the piercing blue eyes that stared at him.



Emotionless, that's how one could explain the way Louis looked at Zayn. He didn't know what to say or do, they had ended on such fucking awful terms. Louis wasn't sure if he wanted to talk to Zayn at all but he was sure the last thing Zayn wanted was to hear his voice.



But oh God he was so fucking wrong.



All Zayn wanted was for Louis to finally apologize, just once, all he wanted was for Louis to stand up and just fucking say sorry.