He wakes up to his phone ringing.

He sighs, a bit annoyed to be woken from his peaceful slumber.

He looks at who it is.

"Hey Li," he says, putting the phone to his ear.

"Hey, watcha up to?"

"Well I was taking a nap," Zayn mumbles, but Liam can tell he's joking and just laughs.

"Was wondering if you wanted to hop online and play some video games?"

"Nah, wanna just chat? Let's video call," Zayn says.

"Sure!" Liam says, "I'll send you a link then?"

"Yup," Zayn says.

"Alright," Liam says, and hangs up the call.

They talk for a few hours, about random stuff. Upcoming school, video games, girls, TV, anything.

After they hang up, Zayn realizes it's already nine.

He gets out of his bed and makes some instant ramen, then goes back to bed.

The next time he wakes up, it's by the sunlight streaming into his rooms, through the curtains.

He sighs.

Another day.

After another hour of laying in bed, he finally gets up.

Time for his second attempt at a walk.

He gathers his keys, headphones, and cellphone, and steps outside. When he enters the street, he gets the pit in his stomach again. He does what Mr. Davis recommended.

He sits on a bench and looks around. There's a couple walking around holding hands. There's a mother and father with a crying baby. There's an elderly man holding some groceries.

Zayn smiles as he sees a young man help the man with his groceries.

He looks around some more.

There's a coffee shop. Inside there's a young woman working on her computer. Two friends drinking coffee and talking to each other. There's a blonde kid. He looks like a small teenager. He's wearing headphones, but seems to glance up at even the slightest noise. Zayn finds it a bit weird, but ignores it.

The pit in his stomach isn't there anymore. He finally stands up and continues his walk.

After fifteen minutes, he decides he's done, and turns around to walk back home.

As soon as he arrives, he talks to Dr. Davis about it.

'I made it. I did the walk. I used the looking around tip thing and it worked. Thanks :)' he texts.

'That's amazing Zayn! You're doing so well. Do you think you enjoyed the walk? Did it seem to calm you down at all?'

'Didn't notice much yet, but I'll update you how I feel later.'

'Ok, have a good rest of the day!'

'Bye :)'

Zayn then decides to tell Liam. He facetimes him, and Liam immediately picks up.

"Hey, is something wrong? You don't call me very often, it's usually the other way around," Liam says.

"No, nothing bad. Just wanted to tell you," Zayn starts, sitting up in his bed, "I made some progress with therapy today."

"That's awesome mate! Care to tell me more?"

"Well, ya' know how I-I haven't been out of the-the house and all that..?"

Liam nods.

"Today, I took a twenty to thirty minute walk. I know it seems kinda short but-"

"Are you kidding me!? That's amazing Zayn!"

Zayn smiles.

"Thanks, Li."

Liam smiles back.

"Of course."

There's a pause.

"So are you gonna do this more often?" Liam asks.

"Do what?"

"The walks."

"Yea, I'm supposed to do it every day. I tried yesterday, but I got kinda nervous halfway through and I just went back."

"Wow! Do you like your therapist?"

"Yea, he's awesome. He's really optimistic, and also really encouraging."

"That's great!"

"Yea."

"So whatcha gonna do now?"

"I don't know," Zayn says.

Liam laughs.

"Ok then."

There's another pause.

"So hey, I was thinking, maybe I could join one of your little walks? I'm still visiting my parents, but I'll be back in a few days."

"Sure!"

"Alright then."

They talk for a bit more before ending the call.

It's around noon now.

Zayn takes another nap.

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