My ex boyfriend. | l.s. (mpreg)

Broken bonds

"Do you know if he's home?" Liam asked expressionless as he was glancing at Harry who was sitting on the left side in the backseat with Niall next to him.

"I don't know. He should be, but...I don't know." Harry sighed quietly.

"I'm not sure if I can hold back when I see him." Zayn gritted out.

"Who are you telling that?" Liam muttered.

"Do you think he starts anything?" Niall asked anxiously.

"I wouldn't be surprised. He was never one to keep quiet and I doubt that changed in the last few years. I kinda hope he says something, then I have a reason to beat the living shit out of him." Liam growled.

"As if you wouldn't have reason enough already." Zayn huffed.

Liam didn't say anything to that, he just gripped the steering wheel even tighter and stared ahead. Five minutes later he parked the car on the sidewalk in front of the building complex.

"We pack your stuff real quick and then we're out of there and you never look back, okay?" He said to Harry who nodded immediately.

"Alright. Let's go, guys." Zayn said seriously and they went inside.

The ride to the fifth floor was quiet and the tension in the metal cabin of the lift was tangible. By the time they were standing in front of the flat Harry was trembling as he pulled out his keys.

"It's gonna be alright, Haz. We're all here." Niall said softly, but he'd lie if he didn't feel sick at possibly seeing Trevor again.

Harry inhaled a deep breath and handed Liam the keys over who pushed them into the lock and opened the door. The flat was dark, not a single light was on and Harry sighed relieved. He flicked on the light that threw the hallway in a warm light.

"Thank fuck. Let's grab your things and we're out of here." Zayn said.

Harry guided the boys to the bedroom and instructed Niall to get his toiletries from the bathroom who disappeared in said room quickly. He reached under the bed for his suitcase and turned on his heel to search for something else to put his stuff in.

"There's another suitcase in the hallway in the wardrobe!" He remembered.

"I get it." Zayn said when Liam already opened the closet.

Him and Harry pulled out all of his clothes throwing them in the suitcase recklessly eager to get out of there as quick as possible. When the bag was almost full Zayn appeared in the doorway and placed the other suitcase on the bed.

Harry grabbed another duffle bag and put everything inside he could find that belonged to him.

"I see you're moving out." Trevor's voice erupted from the hallway and the three men froze.

"You're really surprised about that?" Harry snapped.

"Come on, Haz. Try to ignore him." Liam muttered.

"Haz, huh? Using special pet names for all of your boys, I see." Trevor smirked. "Speaking of. Where did you leave Louis? I thought we could catch up a bit."

"Shut your fucking mouth or that was the last thing you said!" Liam snarled at him spinning around so he was standing in front of him. "Don't you fucking dare take his name in your mouth ever again!"

"Or else?" Trevor challenged and made a step towards him, their chests touching.

"Or else you won't survive the day." Zayn said unfazed as he stepped beside Liam and pulled him away. "Come on, Li. Don't waste your time and energy for that cunt."