Unconditional

Chapter 3

"Harry you really need to control your jealousy."

"You need to stop talking to people I don't like!"

"Oh so now I can't have friends?"

"You know all Liam wants from you! Why are you making me the bad guy?" He screams slapping me in the face. I hold my face for a second and continue.

"I know what he wants from me you think I will give it to him! I lost my virginity to you when I was 14! You are the only one who has gotten that far with me and I hope ever will!" I scream right back.

"You serious about that?" He stops yelling and finally let go of my arm.

"Yes. Dead serious. You are the only person I want! Even though you put me through hell and back everyday!" I state.

"Then call Liam."

"What?"

"Call Liam and tell him to quit calling you." He demands.

"Fine. Give me the phone." I says just as demanding.

"Use mine. He needs to know our with me at all times." Harry says.

"Fine." I say as he hands me the phone.

"Read his number off to me." I demand. He reads the number off to me and I dial it.

"Hello?" I hear his thick accent on the other line.

"Go." Harry whispers to me.

"Quit calling me." I say.

"What? Who is this?"

"It's Libby. Quit calling me. You are causing problems with me and my boyfriend. I can't deal with it." I say not meaning a word.

"Wow. Let me know when you forget that loser and find a real man who won't hit you." He says hanging up the line.

I feel bad for what I just did. At the same time I feel no sympathy for Liam. He brought it on himself, I mean Harry has beat him up before and I'm sure he plans to again.

"Thank you." He says trying to kiss my lips but I move away.

"No save it. I'm done this is done." I say walking out into the rain. I run down the street that has no cars on it. He didn't follow. Something wants me to want him to but on the other hand I'm relieved. My throat hurts from screaming and now I am in tears. I'm still walking. It's a pretty far walk from Harry's house to mine.

I can hardly see because of the rain pouring so hard. My hair is soaked my makeup is ruined and I look like a prostitute walking alone in the rain in this skirt.

"Don't move." I feel arms around me. I try to get away but it's impossible.

"Strong grip babe." I recognize the voice.

"Zayn!" I yell turning around and hugging him.

"What are you doing around here?" I ask.

"Just chillin smokin some weed. Why are you out here shouldn't ou be with Harry?" He asks.

"We sort of broke up." Say say fidgeting with my hands.

"Let me take you home." He says.

"Thanks." I say and walk up to his car with him. I get in the passenger seat.

"What happened?" He asks.

"He hit me and I got tired of him doing it all the time so I left him." I state the honest truth.

"I'm sorry if I would have known-"

"It's fine." I interrupt.

The rest of the ride is silent and he pulls up to my house.

"I can walk you up?" He offers.

"It's cool." I say.

"Thanks for-" I'm interrupted by him laying his lips on me. He pulls away.

"That what you get for interrupting me." He smiles.

"I... I'm gonna go.." I say getting out of his car.

"I'm going to call you sometime." He says and I close the door.

That's Harry's friend what just happened? I'm in shock.

"Hey grandpa." I say to him when I get in the house.

"Hey sweetheart! Did you eat something?" He asks.

"Yes grandpa." I lie.

"Okay honey." He smiles.

"I'm gonna go take a shower. Love you grandpa!"

"Love you too." He smiles.

I head up to my room. I take a quick shower and lay on my bed naked falling fast asleep.