Liam left Louis locked in the room for a couple more days after he spoke with his mother. Which is when he invited his momma over, so she could talk with Louis like she requested.
Liam, Zayn, and Harry were all in the room with Louis, while Karen spoke with him.
"You're a fucking dumbass dude," Zayn said as he entered the room, not giving Karen a chance to speak.
"I know."
"Why? Why would you report back to him?" Zayn asked. Still not letting Karen talk.
"Well Zaynie, I work for him. Have been telling him about you for a couple years now. Then when you got with Liam he wanted to see you, and well you know the rest," Louis explained.
Before any one in the room could stop him, Zayn walked quickly towards Louis and started punching him in the face. Louis easily fighting back. He wasn't restrained down at all.
"Not this fucking shit again," Liam groaned as he walked over to stop Zayn. Zayn was on top of Louis beating his face in.
Luckily Liam was able to pull Zayn off of Louis with Harry's help.
"You can now kneel next to me in silence," Liam ordered as he glared at Zayn.
"What the fuck?!"
"I allowed you in here to listen to what Louis had to say, not beat the shit out of him. Now kneel."
"What is it with you and just fucking talking to people. I don't see how you have gotten to the position you're in. Fuck this shit." Zayn said before opening the door and walking out, slamming it shut.
"Let me guess that was Zayn?" Karen asked, finally getting a chance to speak.
"Yes."
"Fiery little one. Go deal with him. I'd like to talk with Louis alone anyways," Karen said as she sat across from Louis. He was sat back down in the chair he was in originally.
"You sure momma?" Liam asked.
"Yes. I'm sure you'll watch us from the cameras anyways."
"You're not wrong," Liam said as he opened the door.
"Let's go Styles."
"No, I'm staying. I need answers," Harry said as he stood behind Karen.
"You will get them later. For now let momma talk to him. You can go watch in the security room."
"Fine," Harry said before storming out of the room.
"Let me know when you're done," Liam said before leaving to look for Zayn.
Liam walked around his second house finally locating Zayn in one of the spare rooms.
"Clearly I'm alone for a reason. With all the disrespect I can muster, fuck off and leave me be," Zayn said as he was laying on the bed facing away from the door. He knows the only person that would bother him is his daddy.
"You have to the count of five to get up and kneel." Liam warned.
"Or what?"
"One."
Zayn turned his head to look at his dominant.
"Two."
...
"Three." Liam began unbuckling his belt.
...
"Four." Liam slid the belt through the loops of his jeans, holding it by his side.
"Fine. Fine," Zayn said as he got off of the bed and kneeled infront of Liam.
Liam placed his belt down on the bed, using the same hand to grasp Zayn's chin and lifted it so he was looking up at him.
"I don't appreciate you being disrespectful in front of my mother or other people. This is what, the third time you've been disrespectful in front of the public eye? Clearly my hand hasn't been getting through to you. What do you think I should do?"
