My new maid||h.s.(english)

five

a/n: I wish I had a talent *sigh* shit is about to go down, just sayin

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Sams POV

How the hell did he find me? Was he even looking for me? It doesn't make any sense to me. He was the one hiding from Louis and maybe he wanted to thank me for covering up for him?

I feel so stupid, how did I not recognize those green eyes?

Some Harry guy was being talked about in school and apparently after he knocked out one of the most popular guys in school, he got a lot of respect from Liam and Niall and they got him into his group. Beth, my best friend, and Zayn told me to stay away from him and I just couldn't comprehend that I was working for him, in his house. How could I be so stupid and not connect the informations?

Would he hurt me if I do something wrong?

A shiver ran down my spine, I suddenly got scared of the possibility of him hurting me and of me being trapped in this house for a whole year. I put my hand in my hair, shaking my head. I'm sitting on the top of my bed when I hear a knock on my door and see a male figure entering the room.

I get up from my position and Zayn comes over to me. He brings a hand to my cheek and wipes the tears that I didn't know I have shed.

"Sam, what happened down there?" I looked into his eyes but I didn't see them as the ones I had fallen in love with anymore.

"Zayn, Harry is that Harry! The reason why I was being harassed by Louis before you came to save me. It's his fault."

He holds me in his arms but it doesn't feel like a safe heaven anymore.

Zayn and I have been in a relationship for almost a year, the 13th February is our anniversary. At the beginning of our story we formed a group with my best friend Bethany, her boyfriend Nate , my guy best friend Chris and Emily: those two always had something going on but they are so shy and so deep in the 'skinny love' that neither of them has ever said something about the other in that way.

The last 13th February Zayn showed up at my door with a red rose in his hand and, knowing I'm a romantic sucker, he got down on one knee and asked me to be his girlfriend. I ,of course, said yes and that night we made out, a lot.

Our relationship was perfect until he joined the football team and something in him clicked.

All the girls were trowing themselves at him and he would actually enjoy it. He would casually kiss one of them on the cheek and slap their ass in front of me. We broke up a couple of times because of his behavior but we always got back together. He did so much for my family when we were in need. He comes from a rich family which is funny, what does he do with a poor girl like me? I don't know either but I was glad that destiny made us come together.

I curse him for making me meet Harry though.

I lay my head on his shoulder while he caresses me with his hand, I can feel him kissing the top of my head and slowly backing just a little away from me.

"Are you sure it is him?"

"Yes it is him, you don't believe me?" I asked a bit offended.

"Of course I believe you baby, did he hurt you?"

"Well I cut myself and he-"

"What? He hurt you?! I'm fucking killing that asshole for laying a finger on you, it's his fault you have this bandage on your hand isn't it?" I was about to correct him but Harry stormed in the room looking worried and ..angry?

"Is everything okay? Are you alright Sam?" He came closer to me but Zayn moved me behind him, blocking every access to him.

"Don't go near her, you got me? I bet you cut her with something and that's why she has that bandage."

"Zayn it's not like that, he helped -" I couldn't finish my sentence: Zayn's fist collided with Harry's jaw making his head turn. Harry may be dangerous but Zayn's strong. Harry then grabbed him by his shoulders and kicked him in the stomach with his knee. I watched in shock when he kicked him once again on the back making him fall on the floor hitting his head.

"No!" I yelled. I quickly got over to him, examining his features. His eyes were closed and when I tried to slap him lightly on the cheek he wouldn't bulge.
I lifted his shirt up and a big blue bruise was forming on his abdomen and I try to hug him lightly while I'm thinking of the worst endings. What if Harry damaged one of his organs? That could happen and I'm freaking out.

"Zayn please wake up baby, open your eyes." I cried. Tears are streaming down my face, I got up and reached for my pillow putting it under his head trying to be very careful .
I shake him up but I get the same reaction: he doesn't move. I control his breathing and thankfully he is breathing.

"You must be so happy right now, right?" I yell at Harry.

"He punched me first, you saw it! I was trying to defend myself. I didn't know he would have this reaction." He wipes some blood off his lips.

"You just couldn't wait to hurt him, to take him away from me.." My hands cover my eyes, I don't want him to see me cry once more.

"He could be unconscious for God knows how long! What if his heart stops beating! Oh my God.." I start to freak out and think about the most unusual scenarios and before I know it I'm sobbing again.

I suddenly hear Harry approaching me and embracing me in a warm hug. I don't even have the force to get away from him, I need to be held together before I break and he is holding my pieces glued together.

I hear a quiet groan coming behind us and when I turn around I see Zayn moving his head and I thank every God out there. I move out of Harrys grasp and reach over to Zayn.

"Baby, baby it's okay don't move. I'm so glad you're conscious you don't even know." He tries to smile and that's enough for me.

"For what matters I'm really sorry Zayn, I didn't mean to hurt you that bad. I'm gonna leave and ask the guys to leave as well." Harry apologises.

"We're good man" Zayn struggles to say to him. Harrys eyes search for mine and I just don't know what to say to him. With a huff and a nod he leaves the room .

"Oh Zayn, it has all been a misunderstanding: Harry has never hurt me, he helped me. I cut myself on a vase made of glass and he put a bandage on my hand, I should've said that sooner I'm so sorry." I take a long breath after that and he laughs deeply.

"I'm sorry for reacting the way I did, if I hadn't I wouldn't be laying on the floor with a massive pain in my head." I laugh along with him and I caress his forehead .

"It's gonna be okay, you scared the life out of me." I say to him and he smiles. It looks like the old times, when we would smile just looking at each other .

"I promise I won't scare you like that ever again deal?"

"Deal." I say smiling.  "I love you Zayn"

"I love you too Sophie."

Hold up. What did he say?

"What?" He realises what he had said but keeps it calm. The only thing I am not is freaking calm.

"I said that I love you Sam" he tries to cover up for himself.

"You said Sophie you fucking asshole."
And even though he is laying down hurting I slap the living shit out of him.

Okay, maybe I'll start swearing more.

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(a/n:

Here's an early update cuz I was bored with life yey

So Zayn is a cheating bitch and you're gonna find out who is Sophie in the next chapter!

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