my step-brother's best friend // ziam

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

Harry’s POV

I was sitting on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table and I was wrapped in a blanket not paying attention to the TV. Zayn had left with Liam to the summer fair since I always refused to take him, I just wasn’t too fond of people screaming nor rollercoasters, and knowing Liam’s love for rollercoasters he would drag me into one begging and kicking.

While watching The Walking Dead my phone beeped, but it was from a number that rarely texted me it was Colton. He was one of the most massive footballers at our school, well was since he graduated along with me and the others… I opened the message and read it,

From: Colton

Hey, Harry, idk if this is still your #. But, if it is please text me ASAP.

My eyebrows furrowed and I replied,

To: Colton

Yeah, it is why?

I opened the next text message,

From: Colton

Well, you know your adopted brother? Liam? He’s dating Zayn. I just saw them getting cozy @ the fair. Just thought I’d let you know bc it looks like they haven’t told you yet. You’re welcome ;) You owe me one, c’ya.

My sleepiness suddenly was shaken off and I was more pissed off than ever. I knew those two were doing something behind my back. My jaw clenched and everything was tensed. My fists were clenching and unclenching. I let out desperate breaths of air that felt like fire. I was so mad, I could feel myself getting heated.I threw the blanket off me and grabbed the keys off the key hanger.

My hands were gripping the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles were white, I didn’t care though, I was too mad at Zayn for causing this. I didn’t give one single fuck if Liam is gay, what I did give a hundred fucks about was that the boy was Zayn. If Liam would’ve told me he liked Zayn I would’ve never in a thousand years let him date him. He was a bad example, Zayn was a bad. Liam didn’t know how bad he was, he’s only seen his anger issues twice and those two times were the times that it was at a low key. He hadn’t seen the Zayn that I see, he was cruel, his anger issues were to another extreme. If I didn’t hold him back he could kill people with his two fists and what terrified me is that he could do that to my own brother any day and dating would make it worse. If they ever got in a fight he could beat Liam to pieces and no way would I ever let that little fucker do that to my brother any day. That’s why I would never allow Zayn have any contact with Liam, but I have done a shitty job at it if they’re fucking dating now. Liam always thinks I’m an asshole to him, but I’m not. He sees it in another perspective, I’m not an asshole and I know it. I know that my actions may be extreme and may appear rude to others, but it’s only because I’m protecting Liam… maybe being too overprotective, but it’s only because I love him. He’s my brother, I don’t want him to get hurt, and mostly when there are such bad people in this world.

My breaths were coming in and out in gasps because I was fuming, I parked my car in the back of the fair, there was a secret entry through the back and plus I didn’t feel like paying for a ticket if I wasn’t going to go on any ride. I made sure no one was guarding the back entry when I slipped in, all the porta-potties were always located there so I made sure no one spotted me. But, a wavy haired boy did spot me and his eyes were wide and puffy.

“H-Harry?” It was Liam.

“Liam?!” I didn’t know whether to hug him or shove him because he had been dating behind my back.