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After getting a rather worrying call from Harry asking if he could go home earlier Zayn, Louis and Fernanda leave the station and rush to his place. Harry's crying voice made Zayn drop everything to go to him. That can only be one person's doing.

Wendy.

The first thing Zayn does when he gets home is to ask Fernanda to take the girls to their room while he and Louis go check on Harry.

He is standing in front of the sink in the kitchen, the water is on but there are no dishes. As Zayn approaches he sees that Harry is shaking slightly, he turns him around and he is crying quietly, his face all red and his eyes swollen.

Zayn turns off the water and pulls Harry into a hug, his crying muffled as he buries his face in Zayn's neck. He is freezing, shivering even. Harry doesn't say a word, he can't because he is choking on his own sobs. Louis stares at them a little shocked, he has never seen Harry so shaken up like this before.

"I'll make some tea," Louis disposes himself.

"Let's get you to the shower, yeah?" He says rubbing Harry's arms.

Zayn takes Harry upstairs to make him calm down and feel better so they can find out what really happened. As they walk past the girls' room, they overhear their conversation with Fernanda.

"Why is Harry upset, aunt Fer?" Micky asks.

She is a very observant child.

"I don't know, baby. But your Baba is here now, Harry will be fine. Don't worry" she tries to reassure her.

Zayn helps Harry into the shower and tells him that he will wait for him downstairs, that whenever he feels better they can talk.

"I don't know what that cunt did to him but he looks terrified" Louis speaks to Zayn as he returns to the kitchen.

"I should have told him" he leans against the cabinet with crossed arms, deep in thought.

After a long time Harry goes downstairs, he is calmer and warmer but his eyes are still red and puffy. Louis places a cup of tea for him on the table as he sits down. He says thank you and Louis pats him on the back sitting next to him. Zayn joins them.

And Harry takes the cup of tea to warm his hands and begins to recount all the horrible things Wendy said to him, the pain coming back into his face as he recalls, tears coming out of the corners of his eyes. Zayn's hand always on his knee to soothe him as he speaks but his jaw is clenched and his other hand in a fist on the table. Harry being the only thing stopping him from committing an atrocity right now.

He sees red when Harry tells them about the shared custody. The chair goes backwards as he stands up in rage. Louis does the same.

"She's dead" Louis brings his hand to the gun in his belt.

"Yo, Frank Castle, put that shit down" Zayn gestures for him to calm down.

Harry widens his eyes.

"Guys we agreed, no guns around the girls" Harry points out as he notices that Zayn is also carrying his own.

"Sorry, babe. We left in a hurry" Zayn explains.

"My bad" Louis brings his hands up, sitting back down.

Zayn sits down too, he can't believe Wendy went this far. It's his fault though, he shouldn't have underestimated her. But what else would he do? Give in? Say that he agrees to let her into the girls' lives?

Only over his dead body.

"What are we going to do?" Louis asks, including himself in the situation.

"We go to court. We will win. The end" Zayn says confidently.

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