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Anchor Me Home
Liam is the captain of a ship that sails to ports all around the world. He prefers the comfort of the ocean, finding peace in the smoothness of the sea, but one day he gets caught up in the heart of a local barman, and so begins the battle between the lures of the ocean and that of land.
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Choices Like Waves by Kbetolks
Where did it go?? Choices Like Waves by Kbetolks
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“It’s a tryout, not a game. There aren’t winners there’s good players and great players. The great ones make the team and the good ones warm the bench.” Louis said before taking a sip of his tea. “And the bad ones?” Zayn asked out of sleepy curiosity. “The bad ones stay in the stands and cheer like they know what’s going on.”
On Ao3
Zayn has a knack for getting himself into trouble. It isn't really a problem, until he needs saving. Luckily, Liam has a knack for just that and a couple of friends help too.
“You're one sulky son-of-a-bitch you know that? There's about a billion blokes out there who are destined to die alone and you ain't one of them. You're blessed, special even and here you are whining in front of some measly pub at the edge of Who Cares and No Man's Land saying you 'can't love him right'. Love, if I know anything about arse over tits, you're the definition. Don't torture yourself with this whole 'I can't love' because you'll never actually know unless ya give it a go. And who better to love than someone who loves you?"
“Love seems like a whole lotta trouble.” Zayn said. “Good thing I'm great at trouble.”
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“Suddenly he wasn’t in his small little flat, but a cloudy dorm-room that smelled like weed and paint, suddenly, he was pressed to the splintering floorboards, suddenly, Zayn remembered every last thing he knew about his life.”
(Part One)
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“I suppose you've got the freedom to go home whenever now, without Uni in the way and all.”
Zayn looked up, confused and feeling vulnerable. He never told Liam he dropped out.
Liam's smile dropped when he noticed the change in atmosphere.
“Sorry, I just- Louis told me and- it's none of my business. Sorry, I'm sorry.”
“We broke up.” Zayn said, he blurted it out like it was clawing away at his lips and as soon as he let it go, it set his heart in flames.
Liam paused and furrowed his brows.
“Sorry?”
“The a- I came with a guy-”
“Yeah, I remember.” Liam said encouraging Zayn to continue.
“He- we broke up so- the reason I came was him, when we- there wasn't really a point anymore. I did it for him and- yeah.”
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It was quiet a moment after Liam spoke but a moment later he spoke again. “You should stay.”
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“Later that night as they were snuggled into each others side Zayn couldn’t help but to think of how pathetic it must be to have to use somebody else’s lungs to do your own breathing. The night had gone with little conversation and a lot of noise but it seemed like all that had happened was locked in the stall of a public restroom. Too private to share, but they already knew. Screaming and whispering weren’t much different. Both are hard to understand, both damage your voice, both hide secrets that only few can reduce them down to.”
