Cannibal

Eighteen

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[zayn's POV]

Niall slept silently beside me as we drove. The soft sounds of Harry's music filled the car, seeming to calm the whole situation a bit. I have no idea where Harry is now, I lost his scent an hour ago. I really hope he's okay, last time he lost control I didn't see him for three days. When he did come back his face and clothes were stained red.

"Zayn? Where's Harry?" Niall asks, suddenly awake.

"He wanted to derive home alone." I lie, hoping he'd just go back to sleep.

"Why do we have his car then?"

"Because... He wanted to take mine. It's nicer." Niall looks at me for a moment before leaning back into his chair. Thank god he believed that.

We have about another hour till were outside New York, and I cannot believe I'm not tired yet. I drove all the way there and now I'm driving all the way back. Unbelievable.

My mind wanders back to Harry. What's he doing? I hope no one crosses his path, because that won't end prettily. Unlike me and Lou when he looses control it's like he's someone different, like no longer Harry. It's like his hunger is stronger than any cannibal I've ever met - which is not a good thing, for anyone.

"Liam's probably worried." Niall mumbles, looking up at the roof. "He's probably trying to call me right now." I roll my eyes.

"Liam can go fuck himself. Your safe." He nods, turning his dead phone over in his palm. "Why do you even stay with him?"

"In all honesty, I'm only still with him because I cannot let go of the small thread of hope I have that we'll patch things up."

"Ni, I don't think that'll happen."

"I know, but my heart doesn't." I sigh, pulling over and turning on my warning lights (a/n idk if that's what their called) and turning over to face him.

"Niall, Liam is a complete asshole. He's clingy, needy, rude to your friends, you don't need that kind of negativity in your life." Niall frowns, looking up at me, his blue eyes brimming with tears. "Ah shit. Ni please don't cry." He breaks down. Tears streaming down his face, and his sobs louder than the music.

"I love him so much Zayn." I sigh, reaching over and placing my hand on his shoulder. "He means the world to me, but I mean nothing to him."

"I'm sure you mean something to him Ni, he wouldn't still be with you if you didn't." Niall cries even harder, making me feel even worse. "Ni, please stop crying. I can't handle it." He sniffles, wiping his eyes win his hoodie sleeve.

"I'm sorry. I just needed to cry." I nod, understanding. "Can we just go now?" I give him a nod and a small smiles before merging back onto the rode.

"I didn't mean to make you cry Niall." He nods. "I just care about you a lot, I don't like to see you hurt."

"Thanks Zayn. That means a lot." I nod.

"Now, rest. We've got a long way home."

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