Good Girl Gone Bad (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 14

YAY! I updated two days in a row! I basically have no life and none of my friends want to ever hang out with me, so I'm at house most of the time and I decided to write this chapter and post it.

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*ZAYN'S POV*

As soon as I left Grace's house, I was pissed to the point where I kicked the tire of my car. I felt the need to punch someone. I got inside the car and sped to the flat I shared with the boys. I really didn't want them to ask questions; especially, questions that would trigger an cause me to punch them in the face. I just needed to punch something or someone.

As soon as I walked through the door, I kept my head down so the lads wouldn't see me. But, I was wrong. "Hey, man. What's wrong?" A deep. raspy asked.

I kept my head down and spoke quietly, "Nothing.." I lied.

"You're lying." Harry said. That's one thing Harry is good. He knows when someone is lying. I don't know why I still do it around him.

Sighing,  I rose my head, looking at him. Harry's mouth opened, "Did her dad do that?" He asked.

I just shrugged and made my way passed him to the kitchen, grabbing a wash rag and putting it under hot water, putting it on my lip.

"What happened?" Harry kept asking.

I looked around the flat, seeing that a Harry was the only one here. "Where's the lads?" I asked, changing the subject.

He sighed, knowing I wasn't going to tell him. "Liam and Louis are out with their girlfriends and Niall is out with some friends." He responed, leaning against the counter.

It was quiet for a moment until he spoke again, "C'mon, man. Just tell me." 

I huffed, opening the refridgerator door and grabbing a beer. I opened it and took a sip. Ahh, that hit the spot. I looked over at Harry, who was waiting patiently for an answer. I shrugged, "He just punched me, that's all." I said, hoping that Harry got the message that I didn't want to talk about it any more.

"There has to be a reason, though. He's never punched someone before. He didn't like me either, but he never did that. C'mon.."

"WE HAD SEX, OKAY?!" I snapped, setting my empty beer bottle down. "Is that what you wanted me to say! Grace told him that we fucked and he punched me. Happy?!" I yelled, my fists balled and jaw clenched. 

Harry looked at me with a shock expression on his face. He had never seen me snap before. "Chill, bro. I was just asking! No need to yell."

I laughed, biting my lip. "Ya know, I'm not in the mood to fuck around so you better watch what you say because I don't want to punch you." I told him, breathing heavily.