Darling || h.s. au {Completed}

T h i r t y T h r e e

The wind is pushing me forward as I walk.

The heavy acidic rain droplets pelting against my face are merciless.

The cold stings my cheeks like a good slap.

Yet I keep walking. I stuff my hands in my pockets and hum softly. I turn down the familiar grassy street and punch the code into the box, the large golden gates open and I walk through. I walk down to the street sign 'Harter Springs' and turn left. I pass the multiple two to three story houses with blooming lawns and columns, heading for the beige one at the end.

I walk up the stone steps and ring the doorbell of Zayn's house. Like I had expected, Ashton opens the door. I pull my hand from my pocket and wrap it around his scrawny throat, my other hand joining in. I push him back onto the wall and slam his head back repeatedly, causing his eyes to start fluttering. I pull back from his ozygen deprived state and deliver one forceful punch straight to his broad jaw, sending him to the floor beside me.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you." I say through gritted teeth as I pull him up by his long, curly blonde locks, I slam his face against the wall then push him down.

He scrambles to get up and run away like the pussy he is, but I force my foot into his gut and he groans in pain, curling up in a ball.

"Not so big and tough now that you're faced against an actual opponent rather than a helpless seventeen year old girl huh?" I ask, shaking my hand, my knuckles bleed from the impact.

"You're the one fucking her you pervert." he chuckles.

I join in sarcastically, then lose my grin and kick my boot into his nose, a loud crack echoes through the room. Blood starts to pour from his nose as he cups it.

"At least I can get girls Irwin, what about you? You have to force them into it, what does that say about you, ladykiller?"

I smirk and grab a fistful of his grey shirt, yanking him up so his face is inches from mine while I spit in his face angrily.

"You caught me on a bad day."

I shove him against the wall again, but this time when I go in for a punch, he moves his head and ducks under my arm, making my fist connect with the plaster. My hand goes through it, but not without skme cracking from my fingers. I pull it back and shake it when Ashton grabs the back of my head and smashes my head against the wall. I spit out blood onto the wall and turn around, if he thought I was angry before...

Before I can strike back, Liam and Perrie burst through the door.

"What the fuck is going on?" Liam shouts, pushing me back.

Perrie smacks Ashton across the face and he stumbles back in shock.

"I'm gonna kill him! I'll fucking kill him!" I rasp, lurching for him again.

Liam pushes me back and I hit the back of my head against the wall.

"Harry!" Liam calls me, but I only see red as I look forward at Ashton.

Perrie's hand comes in contact with my cheek and I blink, registering her anger. I've never seen her angry before. When I can finally see her and Liam clearly and calmly, her eyes are red and her mascara is smudged. Liam's eyes and red also, but less than her. I furrow my eyebrows.

"What? Were you guys crying?" I ask, Liam let's me go as I use my sleeve to wipe blood from my mouth.

Perrie covers her mouth and croaks out a sob, turning to Ashton and hugging him. This angers me because she doesn't know what he's done but I ignore it and turn to Liam. He sniffles and steps back, scratching at his jaw.

"Will someone-" Ashton starts.

"Chris." Liam says bluntly, staring at the ground.

I furrow my eyebrows and push my hair back, my throat is dry and scratchy from yelling. Liam finally looks up and meets my eyes, his hold sorrow and regret.

"Chris shot Zayn. Harry," he places a hand on my shoulder cautiously. "Zayn's dead."