Fiendish

Chapter 15

Now if we're talking body, you go a perfect one so put it on me, swear it won't take you long.

-Tove Lo, Talking Body

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Harry's POV.

I sat on the couch, waiting for Carmen to show up. I looked at the clock on the wall and it read 9:45pm. My knees were bouncing with impatience and nervousness and I rubbed my teeth together. My phone vibrated and I pulled it out. I didn't have time for shit this. Where the hell was she?

I answer the phone and put it up to my ear.

"Talk." I said into the phone, already aggravated.

"Hey, Harry." Louis said over the loud music in the background and I got an immediate headache.

"Hey." I said, still staring at the front door, hoping it would swing open and Carmen would appear. "What is it?"

"Uh, it's Carmen." Louis said and my heart dropped. I shot up from the couch and grabbed my boots.

"Where is she? Is she okay?" I asked frantically as I threw on my boots and laced them up.

"She is." Louis stated but there was concern behind his voice. "But she's drunk and-"

"What?!" I shouted into the phone, blood boiling from his statement. "Who got her drunk? Where the fuck are you?"

"We're at the party on Baker's Street. Niall and Zayn both encouraged it but I just don't want anything to happen to her-"

"I'll be there in five minutes." I snapped into the phone and hung up. I grabbed my jacket and keys and yanked open the door, slamming it behind me. I hurried down the hall and ran down the stairs, not bothering to take the slow ass elevator.

God dammit, Carmen. Why did you have to get drunk? If something were to happen to her I would lose my shit. If something does happen to her Zayn and Niall are dead. I don't give a fuck if they're my friends or whatever, I was going to kill them.

I hurried outside and into my car. I slammed the door close and punched my steering in frustration and anger. I shoved my key in the ignition and sped down the road, my anger taking complete control.

Carmen's POV.

I sat on Zayn's lap with a drink in my hand. Everything was a little blurry but I didn't care. I let out a laugh as Zayn blew smoke in my face. I swatted it away and shoved my hand in his face. I laughed when he started laughing and put the drink to my lips. I didn't know what it was, but it tasted pretty damn good and I felt pretty damn good.

Zayn put his hands on my waist and I looked down at them. They were large on my waist and I toyed with his thumb ring. He tickled my side and I let out a giggle. I pushed his hand away and he brought his joint back to his lips, taking in another drag and blowing the smoke in my face again.

"You guys might as well fuck right there on the couch!" A stranger sitting by Zayn's feet laughed and I drank some more.

"Bro, shut the fuck up!" Niall laughed inhaling and exhaling his smoke. "You know Zayn's too much of a pussy to even kiss her. Harry would chop off his dick and make him choke on it."

I heard Zayn scoffed and then he was turning me around. He moved my legs so that they were on both side of him. He threw my hair over my shoulder and looked me up and down. He took another drag on his joint and blew out the smoke, making circle after circle. I laughed, watching them float pass in amazement, when Zayn slammed his lips into mine. I let out a gasp and Zayn slid his tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss. Something told me to stop, I didn't want this but something else. But instead of listening to my instinct, I kissed him back. I gave into whatever was running through my bloodstream and dove right in. Zayn tensed at first but relaxed and roughly gripped my hip. I winced in pain as his fingers dug into my skin.

Zayn sloppily kissed my jaw and neck, moving my hips so I was rocking against him. Zayn was hard between my thighs and my stomach dropped, making me feel not so good anymore. He let out a moan and brought his lips back to mine. Just as his lips grazed mine, rough hands grabbed my arms and yanked me off. I stumbled and the room was spinning. I was just about to fall over when strong arms caught me. I looked up to see Harry looking down at me. His eyebrows were furrowed as he examined me. He put his hands on my cheeks and said something that didn't reach my ears.

"Huh?" I muttered and anger came over his face. He turned around and went for Zayn. I turned around too, but headed upstairs. I had to pee and I didn't want to see Harry mad.

I walked upstairs, tripping over a few steps, and looked for a bathroom. It was mostly empty upstairs and I was grateful for that. I went from door to door until I finally found one. I closed the door and tried to lock it. My fingers kept missing the lock itself and I held back a laugh. Once I finally locked the door I stumbled to the toilet, pulled down my pants, and sat down.

Harry's POV.

"Are you fucking insane, Malik?!" I shouted as I grabbed his collar and yanked him from the couch. I slammed him to the floor and punched him in his face over and over, not stopping until I heard a satisfying crack. His face was a bloody fucking mess and he tried to stop me, but the fucker wasn't strong enough.

"Harry, Stop!" Louis, shouted. Or was it Niall? I'm too blinded by my rage toward my "right hand man" to care. I wrapped my hands around Zayn's neck and squeezed. He struggled against me but I didn't budge. I squeezed and squeezed and squeezed until I was finally separated from Zayn.

I lashed around in Louis' and Niall's grip when I saw Zayn move. He choked on the air I didn't want him breathing in and I wanted to end him. I wanted his body back on the floor, writhing back in pain.

"Harry, calm down!" Niall shouted but I didn't care. I watched as Zayn got off of the floor and grabbed a rag someone was handing to him. He put it up to his bloody nose and looked at me.

"You're dead, Malik. You're fucking dead!" I shouted and Zayn hurried away.

I jerked in Louis' and Niall's grip, begging to be free. The anger in me wasn't going away any time soon.

"Just give it up!" Niall shouted over the music and the madness pumping in my ears.

"Go find Carmen, Haz." Louis suggested. "She's more important than Zayn right now so go find her."

I slowed my breathing and closed my eyes. I needed to find Carmen. But fuck I'm pissed at her too!

"She needs you, Harry." Louis said and I finally jerked out of there grip. Turning around to fast for them to react, I cocked my arm back and punched Niall square on his jaw. He grunted in pain and stumbled to the side. He grabbed his jaw and looked at me like I absolutely lost my mind.

Then again, I did when I saw Carmen on Zayn's lap, letting him touch her.

"Don't think I'm not going to fuck you up too, Niall." I shouted at him before rushing upstairs. I went through every room I passed. Interrupting people fucking, smoke, and betting. When I reached the end of the hall, I finally saw Carmen stumbling out of the bathroom.

"Carmen." I shouted and made my way toward her.

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[Status: Edited and Revised]