Forbidden

Chapter forty-seven

"Release my fucking hair." she demanded, trying to push me away wrestling my hands which only makes me yank harder on her hair strands.

"Hey, hey." Liam pulled me away quickly by wrapping a hand around my stomach lifting me off the ground my legs waving and kicking but I make sure to jerk her hair a last time, she yelped nearly tripping backwards looking flushed with anger, hair tangled and ruined everywhere on her face, lips as I'm pushed aside by Liam and I thrash onto his hands.

"Let me finish it Liam." I snap throwing a vicious look his direction by twisting my head to his, he chuckled.

"Yes, Li let her finish." Harry encouraged cheekily through laughter. He's been laughing for two minutes the second I lunged at the bitch, when I raise an eyebrow at Harry he holds his hands up in mock surrender still laughing, then he cleared his throat when Zayn looked his way.

"If it weren't for Zayn and Liam I would've punched you and put you in place, you whorê." Amanda spits with bared teeth while adjusting her long ass hair.

Yeah, funny how you would like to be grateful to the two guys of this gang you have spread your legs so fastly. I mentally snap.

"I'd like to see you try bîtch." I retort at last.

"Keep her on a tighter leash Liam. What is with you guys that you can't take a handle of your women?" Amanda mocked Liam and Zayn by giving them an annoyed look, her thin hands on her waist.

"Alice, babe." Liam said trying to calm me down then he smiled lightly, his brown dough eyes softening lightly.

"No." I shrug him off and walk in front of the couches. We're not on speaking terms and he is enraptured that I get jealous."So what are you going to do about Olivia or should I go alone and look for her?" I turn to Zayn who suddenly looks disoriented, as I had enough of that slut, the adrenaline flowing through my body, surprisingly I feel euphoric and frenzied after I fought her."Hello, Zayn." I breathlessly insist snapping my fingers in his face, I ain't got time to let him figure it out first how he feels about the situation and then take matters to hand.

He sighed, running his hand over his face before clasping them together on his lap then spoke finally with a grave voice looking around us, "Louis can go first. Then you go one after one. You can make groups, makes it faster and less difficult to find her." There was an undertone to his voice that was hard to be missed. Like he's struggling to hold whatever he feels in.

"What about you?" I question sternly, he frowns at me.

"Go do as I said Alice. If you don't fucking like my plan then she can piss off back to England for all I fucking care." he roared before he went to fuck off somewhere, Amanda quickly trailing behind him like the slût she is.

With my eyebrows up to my hairline I sigh. The rest of us look at each other, being well used to Zayn's outbursts, which is Zayn's way of showing that he cares about the situation but won't admit it, we all shrug and go to find Liv, though it should be Zayn's duty firstly.

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Olivia's POV

I think I'm lost but I'm not sure. I don't care either. It was a spurt in the moment kind of thing to escape and now I'm sitting on a park bench after I was walking for hours. The sun is setting, I wonder if they know I've escaped.. The sunset in front of me is helping me to ignore that my face is damp, and my eyes that are pooling with new tears. The barely there light creating that sense of equanimity I'm in need off.

Would he care?

What was his reaction when he noticed I'm not there?

I can't believe that I'm crying again for Zayn. It's in this moment that I ask myself why I'm so tied to him, I should hate him for everything but I can't.