Chapter 36
**TRIGGER WARNING: r**e** (you can skip this part if you're not comfortable; it's just Leigh's flashback) “Are you sure you don’t need me to walk you in?” Zayn asked as the cab pulled up beside a dilapidated one story home in dire need of a paint job. “I’m sure,” Leigh-Anne insisted, kissing her boyfriend before opening the car door. “It’s bad enough that it’s so late, but if I’m lucky, Mom will already passed out and all I’ll have to do is make sure she’s sleeping on her side.” “You know my parents love you and you’re always welcome to spend the night at mine.” “I know,” Leigh-Anne nodded, “But someone has to make sure my mom doesn’t choke on her own vomit.” She spoke in a lighthearted tone because it was just part of her everyday life, and it helped reassure her boyfriend that she w
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