UnEvLo (Unconditional Everlasting Love)

Chapter 47

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This chapter contains three POV's! Sorry for that, but the situation is like ughh I couldn't help!

Harry's POV

"What do you mean?" I asked scrunching up my eyes.

"She said I was the worst thing ever happened to her!" I instantly turned my gaze to the other side when I heard a soft mumble. "She wants me to rot in hell....I don't mean anything to her."

My heart melted when I saw Zayn pouting a bit while rubbing his eyes with his sleeve. I held him properly before moving some of his hair away from his forehead. I couldn't speak anything. I was too caught up by the sight of his sad yet agitated face.

I blinked my eyes for a second before turning to look at Uncle George.

"I should take him to the room." I said while pointing to the second room exactly opposite to Zayn's.

Uncle George nodded, understanding the situation and I made my way towards the room.

I really want to know what did Uncle George mean by Zayn barely eats and sleeps? But I chose to talk about it later as Zayn's constant murmuring and weird behavior is really worrying me.

"C'mon buddy! You need to get some sleep." I said as I walked him towards the door.

"No! I don't wanna sleep!" Zayn pushed me away. "I can't!" He said in a strangled voice as if someone is murdering him by squeezing his throat.

Suddenly, he stepped towards me. I was just staring at him, perplexed. He placed his one hand on my shoulder before looking at me with his fire red eyes.

"Now, she would be alright right?" He asked for the millionth time and I closed my eyes briefly.

I didn't say anything as I opened the door walking him in. "Why don't you say that she is okay?" I ignored his pathetic hapless voice as I made him sit on the well made bed carefully. The room was big and kind of empty. No scenery, no adornment nothing! There was a punch bag opposite to the bed which was hanging from above the roof. Its shape was so loused up as if it has been punched so frequently and brutally. 

"She is so soft..." I snapped out of my thoughts by Zayn's yet another soft mumble. "Just like a feather."

"You know...." He stood up before looking at me. "When-whenever I touch her...." There was a little excitement in his eyes as he moved towards me. "I feel so tic--" I scooted closer immediately as Zayn stumbled on his feet. "--ticklish."

"Careful Zayn!" I made him stand on his feet as he looked up at me.

"So soft...." He closed his eyes while tilting his head as if remembering the touch. "And warm..." I felt a strange shiver in his hands and lips.

Does he want to feel her touch?

I have no idea what he wants. I don't even know what Zayn and Alicia's equation is! But I just know that right now, he is in the most vulnerable state ever.

"Buddy? Listen to me." I shook him very slightly to bring him back from his trance. "We'll talk tomorrow okay? Now--"

"Have you ever touched her skin? Have you felt how velvety her skin is?" He said with excitement which soon changed into a frown.

I was just watching him. Completely surprised and shocked by his words. Is he the same Zayn who moment ago broke that girl's heart like shit?

"But how can you touch her?" His frown deepened. "Only I have the right to do that." He held me by arms length before continuing. "Just....me!"