Bad Kitty (Zarry)

Chapter 35

Harry(POV)

Staring at Michael as they let him inside the house, letting him sit down on one of the couches. I had placed myself behind Zayn for protection, not wanting to even look the other man in his eyes as he kept taking small glances at me. 

What's he even doing here? No one bothered to speak, waiting for him to feel comfortable with what he wanted to talk about in the first place. I slowly moved away from Zayn, staring at Mikey's head of hair which was indeed purple now. 

Gulping down the dry taste of air in my mouth, i wanted nothing more but to smack the shit out of that mother fucker for trying to scare me that one night. Thinking that he can just come back here and act as if nothing had happened, i wanted to kick him out and make him feel the pain i have felt for years now. 

I'm not like that though, i know that i may come off as cocky and an arsehole but i can't do that to someone who has problems. Mental problems it looks like, looking over my shoulder after feeling Zayn's hand grip my wrist. 

He gently pulled me back, having my chest collide with his as he smiled with those sweet teeth of his. One of these days i would like to feel those teeth marking the insides of my thighs, letting him have his way with me but right now...Right now is not the time to be thinking about all these sexual needs. 

''Oh for fucks sake, since no one is going to fucking speak up and find out why this dirty minded fucktard is here, then i might as well break the silence. What the fuck do you want and why in the heavens are you here in my house? Last time i checked, i fucking hated you and wanted to end your sick life for what you had done and told kitten here. Do you want that? Do you want me to go over there and fucking murder you for that shit? Now if you would kindly get your nasty arse off my couch and stand, than that would be great.'' 

Staring at Zayn with a shocked expression on my face, i didn't expect that at all. 

''Zayn please calm down mate, he's obviously here to talk about something since he's shaking up and having all these tears dried up on his pale face. Go on lad, tell us what's wrong and we'll try to help.'' 

Niall being the total sweet heart he is wanted to help him out and for what? So he can just use us all and hurt us in the end again? 

''Come on now Mikey, don't act like this. Please speak up and don't hold back on what you need to say. We're not going to judge you, i'm still your mate and i'm not giving up on you for nothing.'' 

''What the fuck Niall! He fucking hurt Harry and threatened him and you're going to stand there talking to him as if he's some fucking stupid arse child?! What the hell is wrong with you?! Liam are you not going to back me up on this or what?!''

 Zayn needs to stop yelling, placing my hand on top of his shoulder, his eyes started to soften as he looked into my glowing ones. I can tell that they started to shine bright, seeing that my reflection in the mirror was proving that to me. 

Turning away from the mirror that was nailed to the wall behind Zayn, i shook my head trying to calm him down.

 ''Don't fucking give me that look Harry, i'm not going to let this hoodlum come up in my house looking all sad and innocent when he's probably got something planned under his damn sleeve.'' 

Pulling my hand back as i placed my attention on Niall who slowly took a step closer to Zayn. I hoped for him to calm him down, seeing that he's getting to wild right now and that's something you don't want.

 I wanted to so badly tell Zayn to please shut the fuck up and stop yelling or he's going to wake the neighborhood but that'll be worse on my half. I don't feel like bitching at anyone nor getting bitched at for the most.