Zayn's P.O.V

I feel empty, riding in the silent car, listening to the bumps on the road and wind rush past the windows. I can't believe my mom is sick, I cannot lose her.

My mind flashes back to hours ago, her and me crying in each others arms, not moving. We stood there for an hour. I waited until she was long asleep to leave, I just needed to get out, to scream and cry and let everything out.

I turn to Liam who's gripping the steering wheel tightly. He's so amazing.

"Where are we going?" I mumble pulling my knees up to my chest. I'm starting to realize how horrible I must look, baggy sweatshirt and leggings with sandals, my hair untouched.

"Where do you feel like going?" Liam asks drumming his fingers on the black steering wheel turning on the radio giving the awkward silence some background.

I shrug, leaning back into the leather seat I feel my eyes start to well up again but I blink furiously.

"You know its okay to cry, especially in front of me. I won't judge you for any way that you are feeling right now" Liam speaks sincerely making the fat, salty tears slip out and run down my cheeks.

He takes a hand off the wheel and places it on my thigh, squeezing tightly in an attempt to calm me down. I lean into his touch, gripping his entire arm, holding it tightly against me, he doesn't seem to be bothered by it thankfully.

We continue driving, a basic pop song playing on the radio. Liam moves to turn it up letting Cake By the Ocean play. I feel my eyes start to roll as it blasts from the speakers.

I turn to see Liam bobbing his head ridiculously then turning to me singing every lyric very off key. I scrunch my nose up feeling a small smile start to appear as he sings one of the most annoying songs on the planet.

"Talk to me babayyy!" He practically screams turning his head to me to kiss my cheek before he continues with his performance.

I find my fingers tapping my own thigh and my head bobbing slightly. I wipe my tears and slightly dampened cheeks and start to bob my head up and down more, to the horrible beat of the song.

"You don't actually like this song do you!?" I yell over the music as we continue to dance, driving down a car free road thankfully.

"No! Noah likes it but he calls it 'icecream by the ocean' because he doesn't really like cake." Liam explains how he really knows the song making me laugh. Noah is such a cute kid.

I focus my attention to outside the window, not much that I could see, we live in Florida, and even the lights didn't help me in this situation.

I sit back in the comfy seat and snuggle into it waiting until the car finally rolls to a stop. He hops out of the car running to the other side to open the door for me before going to his trunk pulling out a few things, towels, a water proof case, and a cooler.

I immediately feel uncomfortable one, because I can't swim, and two, because I hate boy swimsuits and I dont think I'm ready to wear girl swimsuits either. Its stressful.

I grab his hand taking in the surroundings, it looks like a normal beach, from what I can see, a few cliffs atleast a half mile away. Liam doesn't say anything and instead guides me through the white sand. I decide not to question following along swallowing thickly as memories of me and my mom at the beach when I was younger flooded my mind.

I remember it clearly, I hadn't cut my hair in months and it was long almost at my shoulders, I wore my sisters athletic shorts and a tanktop. I was extremely awkward..and then came my mom, shutting down any bad thought I had about myself she always makes me see the best within me and that I matter.

I wipe a tear and look up at the full moon, shining brightly on the sand making it look milky white. After about 10 more minutes of walking we reached an old wood peer extending out far into the ocean. We steadily walk the dark, salt water drenched wood to the end all is silent until Liam sits down on the soggy wood patting the board beside him.

I blush for no reason and sit down finding myself leaning back to look at the array of stars and the moon covered up slightly by giant cotten balls in the sky that we call clouds.

"Lay down" liam speaks finally stretching his arms behind his head and resting his hands under his head as he focuses on sky. I move my body closer to his laying my head and body on the salty smelling wood.

"What do you see?" Liam asks his voice is husky and low creating the same stupid goosebumps to appear on my arms.

"C-clouds" I respond staring up at the sky, the big white balls of fluff covered the moon making them more visible.

"No, think harder... I see a rocking chair, and right next to it a t-rex eating a cheeseburger" Liam responds pulling me closer into him. I giggle at his response furrowing my eyebrows trying to see what he sees.

"I see a pig" I whisper softly looking at a small cloud that resembles the outline of a pig. Liam chuckles and turns his head towards me, his breath fanning my neck.

"I see it too" he murmurs turning to were his knees are on either side of me and his hands at my head. My breath hitches as he leans down, I feel his stubble drag across my neck, his lips leaving a slightly damp trail. He attaches his lips below my jaw, sucking slowly.

"Keep going, what else do you see?" He whispers and I look past his shoulder breathing heavily.

"A-a cup of tea" I stutter out keeping my eyes on the sky as Liam presses his body against my own. I start to feel hot, scratching lines down his covered back as he leaves a trail of hickies on my neck.

I sit up, my mind clouded, I press my hands to his chest signalling him that I need a break.

"Sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen I'm just" Liam stops to place a hand on top of mine that is pressed into his hard chest.

"You're just so fucking beautiful" he whispers the last part looking up so his brown eyes search my own. I blush biting back a smile I envelope him into a hug.

"I don't know why people see you as such a bad person. Your intentions and your heart is pure.." I mumble tracing the veins on his large hand trailing my fingers up to his wrists.

"People don't take the time to get to know me, they see the tattoos and they're done." He sighs brushing his thumb across my cheek. I smile at the touch.

"That's what people do when they see me, because they don't understand me they fear me or dislike me." I respond, relating to his situation.

"Well I'm glad you understand me.." Liam murmurs leaning in to softly kiss me before pulling away leaving me dazed.

"You must be tired" he says stretching and standing up. I stop and think about myself for a minute, starting to feel the aches on my back and the heaviness of my eyelids. I nod standing up leaning onto Liam for support.

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Liam pulls up to my house and I let out a sigh, making him put a hand on my knee.

"You know I can stay.." he speaks softly making my heart ache. I want him to stay. I nod averting my eyes from him, embarrassed. I shouldn't be this clingy.

Liam backs up parking at the side of our house so my mom wouldn't know he was here, just thinking about her makes my heart ache.

I lead Liam to the back showing him how to climb up the tree and get into my window which we both did silently.

I sit on my bed as Liam drops his pants in front of me making a squeak release my lips, I turn my head, bright red. Liam chuckles, tapping my shoulder when he's done, I turn my head back around to see a shirtless Liam, looking very sleepy.

I grab my pj's and excuse myself to the bathroom to change into frilly grey, short, sleep shorts and a white cropped tee that's extremely comfortable.

I step out after brushing my teeth and using the bathroom to see that Liam has gotten under the covers, his arms behind his head showing his bare arms, flexed. God why is he so hot.

I slowly walk into my room feeling awkward as ever as his eyes follow me. I slide into the bed beside him not caring anymore as I scoot closer to him, not just for warmth but for comfort.

He smiles pulling me even closer, his fingers kneading into my black, wavy hair making my eyes feel even heavier.

"Just sleep.." he murmurs kissing my temple before blackness surrounds me and I'm at peace for the night.