Third Person's POV

Zayn woke up expecting to find his boyfriends with him in bed, sleeping or cuddling, they would always wait for him to wake up so they'd all get out of bed together, but to his surprise, he woke up to a deserted bed, his tiny body the only thing occupying it. He frowned as he got out of their cold bed quickly using the bathroom to freshen up and then he was heading downstairs to where he heard Louis's unmistakable giggles. The heavenly sound immediately brought a smile to his face, after all Louis and Zayn were a couple before they met Harry and fell in love with the boy. Two years later with the two boys, and he couldn't be happier. He ignored the gnawing feeling in his heart and announced his arrival with a greeting to each.

"Morning Lou, morning Haz." He said as he placed a kiss on their lips.

"Morning." Was the mumbled response he got in unison.

"What's wrong?" Zayn inquired worriedly.

"Zayn, we need to talk to you." Harry started solemnly, no emotion on his face.

"Umm, okay." Zayn replied, ignoring the erratic thumping of his heart at how Louis and Harry looked so stoic.

"We... We want to break up with you Zayn." And he felt his heart stop.

"We... What?" Zayn spluttered.

"We are breaking up with you Zayn." Harry restated, harshly.

"W-why, what have I done?" Zayn questioned as his eyes watered and a couple of tears escaped his eyes.

"It's for the best." Louis offered.

"To you it is." Zayn mumbled acerbically.

"We are sorry." Harry apologized and quickly grabbed Louis's hand and pulled him towards the direction of the stairs. Zayn got the hint, they wanted him to get out of the house.

"I love you both." He whimpered as his voice broke with the whirlwind of emotions that were overwhelming him all at once.

Harry balked his steps once he heard Zayn's heart wrenching voice, and the black haired boy's heart filled with hope, but it was shattered once Louis nudged Harry and they both left him alone, to pick up the shards that were once his heart.

He quickly left the house in tears managing to grab his keys and wallet in the process, climbed into his car and sped off the first place that crossed his mind; he was going to get smashed.

"A-another o-one of th-this thing." Zayn demanded the bartender who stared at him sympathetically but obliged, not wanting to upset the stranger even more than he already was. The boy hasn't stopped sobbing while drinking since he came here, four hours ago.

"How will you go home mate?"

"H-home?" Zayn hiccuped. "My home broke up with me." Zayn said miserably.

It took the bartender a couple of seconds to understand what the drunk off his ass boy meant, and when he did, his heart broke. The black haired boy seemed so devastated, why would anyone want to do this to him?

"Where will you go now buddy?" He couldn't help but feel like he had to make sure nothing worse happened to the sobbing mess in front of him tonight.

Zayn seemed to be in deep thought for a few minutes, until he clumsily pulled out his phone from his pocket and threw it across the bar to him and muttered one word before he passed out.

"Niall."

The confused bartender unlocked the phone and searched for a Niall, and indeed there was one on the phone. He pressed call and hoped this person would be of any help.

"Hello?"

"Umm, hi. Your friend here, Zayn, is out cold from drinking too much, he gave me his phone and said your name before he passed out, you must be Niall."

"Yes, yes I'm Niall. I'll be over right now, what's the address?"

"Club Luca."

"Thank you so much."

And it was a cycle from then and on, Zayn would wake up with the a major headache, take some pills, then leave Niall and Liam's house to his favorite place as of now, the club. Then he'd pass out and the same bartender would call Niall to come and take his wreck of a friend.

"What are you doing to yourself Zayn?" Niall asked him once, voice sad and gentle, afraid that he'd break Zayn even more, but that was impossible. Nothing was left to break in him. It killed him to watch his best friend fall apart like this, but he knew how much he loves Louis and Harry, and he thought he knew how much the other two loved him as well.

"They l-left me NiNi, they don't want me anymore, th-they don't love me."

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"We' re destroying him Louis, look at him!" Harry exclaimed, voice clogged with guilt and devastation.

"Don't you think I'm dying everyday a thousand times watching him fall apart while I can't do anything!?" Louis screamed, but enveloped Harry in his arms as the boy crashed into him full on sobbing.

"I can't take it anymore Louis, please, please do something." Harry whispered as they both watched Zayn down cup after cup of a numbing substance as tears cascaded down his face.

"There's nothing we can do." Louis muttered sullenly, "he'll kill him."

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"Hello there Zayn." A menacing voice greeted him.

A gasp left Zayn's mouth once he came face to face with the not so stranger.

"C-Caden?" Zayn stuttered, suddenly sober.

"In the flesh." The nuisance smirked.

"Wh-what do you want f-from me?"

"I heard your boyfriends broke up with you."

"How'd you know?"

"Oh Zayn, stupid gullible Zayn. I made them, you didn't think that I'd let you go that easily did you?"

"How'd you make them break up with me?"

"I threatened them. You sure do mean to them more than a little fuck if they let you go in order for me to spare your life."

"What?" Zayn was now more angry than appalled.

"You're mine Zayn, you've always been mine, and now you can come back to me."

"You're fucking crazy if you thought that I'd ever come back to you."

"Tsk tsk tsk Zayn, your life and your lovers' lives are in my hands." He grinned wickedly, a dangerous spark dancing in his eyes.

The bartender who was a beholder to the scene unfolding before him managed to call the police and have the lady on the line listen to the entire conversation. But before they could arrive, Caden was dragging Zayn by his arm out of the club.

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"Louis!" Harry gasped. "Louis, look!" Louis's gaze followed Harry's arm to where he was pointing at, and his breath was caught in his throat.

There in front of him was the reason to their misery, roughly, dragging Zayn out of the club.

"C'mon Harry, he'll hurt him. I know it."

Then they were both hurriedly racing to where they saw them disappear.

"Stop!" Harry couldn't take it anymore, he wanted to put an end to this fiasco. "Can't you just kill me instead and leave Louis and Zayn alone?" Harry pleaded.

"Harry!" Two voices protested simultaneously.

But before Caden could respond, several police officers came rushing out of the club's back door accompanied by the bartender, Josh.

"That's him officer." Josh pointed to a bewildered Caden.

The cops quickly cuffed his hands and roughly pulled him away from Zayn.

"This isn't over!" He yelled as he was shoved into the car.

Harry and Louis rushed to Zayn who looked like he was about to collapse to the ground anytime soon.

"Oh my god, Zayn. We are so sorry, baby." Louis sputtered as he engulfed both Zayn and Harry in his arms and placed kisses all over Zayn's face which was hidden in the crook of Harry's neck as he sobbed in relief.

'Thank you.' Harry mouthed to Josh, who only smiled in response and turned around to go back to his bar, a bit sad that he won't be seeing Zayn anymore, but hey at least he had his boyfriends back, he was absolutely miserable without them.

As for Zayn, he had the life fucked out of him once the three of them so as much reached the bed.

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