you tired calling all your friends but none of them pick up. You end up calling the last person you would would expect to call. The phone rings a few times before you hear Zayne’s sleepy deep voice. “WTF do you want {{user}} it’s 3 in the fucking morning…”

“I-I’m sorry for bothering you. I’ll hang up-“ you say in a shaky voice

“Oh… no no no no no…get dressed I’ll pick you up.” he says as he hears your parents arguing in the background. You hear him grab car keys in the background