Save Me [Zarry]

Danger

CHAPTER 18:

"Don't try to make me stay or ask if I'm okay, I don't have the answer." ~Irresistible, One Direction.

Wednesday, 28th August 2013

ZAYN'S POV:

When I asked Harry the address to his house to drop him off, he refused and the poor lad started crying again. I felt compelled to ask the reason again, but I stopped myself. It seemed like it was a personal matter and I shouldn't pry. At least not at this time.

Harry told me to drop him off at Louis' house and I complied.

"Thanks again for everything, Zayn," Harry spoke while getting out of the car. I waved my hand dismissively. Why I was acting nice, I had no idea. Maybe because Harry already had a lot of shit going on. And the least I could do to redeem myself for my past actions was to act nice towards him. Wow, I'm changing.

"It's okay. Hope you feel better."

I waited 'til Harry knocked on the door and Louis opened it. His eyes widened when he took in Harry's state, and then he peered behind Harry, at me. He looked like he was spitting abuses and then his gaze turned into a glare, and he started shoving Harry away to walk closer to me. Whoa, buddy!

But Harry grabbed his shoulder and murmured something to him and Louis stopped. Harry nodded at me and I drove off. Yeah, I guess I must've given Louis the wrong impression and I don't blame him. After all, I wasn't exactly very nice to his best friend sometime ago.

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LOUIS' POV:

"Louis! Door!" One of my sisters yelled from their spot in front of the TV. I grumbled and got up from the comfy couch to answer the damn door.

"Oh hey, Har- Oh my god! Are you okay?!" My eyes widened in horror as I took in my best friend's appearance. His eyes were red and puffy as if he was crying. There was a deep cut on his cheek, his whole left arm was bandaged and there was blood on his shirt.

"Uh Lou? Can I come in first?" Harry murmured, momentarily avoiding my question. My eyes focused on a car standing in front of my house. I squinted my eyes and then I recognized him. It was Zayn. I was so damn angry at seeing my best friend in this state and I didn't give much thought to what I was saying.

"It's him. He hurt you, didn't he! Like he did before! That fucker! When I get my hands on him-" I shoved Harry and started marching toward his shiny car.

"No Louis! Stop! He didn't hurt me okay?! Actually, he's the one that dropped me off here and took me to the hospital. Right now, he deserves to be thanked, not get beaten up!"

I somewhat calmed down at Harry's words. "Okay, I believe you. Sorry."

Harry nodded in Zayn's direction and he gratefully drove off.

"Now, can I come inside?"

"Uh, yeah."

I lead Harry inside and the girls greeted him. They worriedly questioned Harry's injuries but I waved them off.

"Where's Jay?" Harry asked, looking around.

"Mark took her on a date, so I'm babysitting," I sighed.

"We don't need to be babysat, though!" Lottie grumbled. I mimicked her in the annoying brother way and told her that she was still a little girl to me.

Then I steered Harry to my room and we sat down on the bed.

"Okay mate, spill."

Harry ruffled his curls nervously. "Uh, where should I start?"