DaddyDomH (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 35

"What the fuck do you mean you thought he was done with it? Why the fuck would he come to New York for Liam?" Harry roared into the phone as I sat there not sure what to do at the moment. My body was shaking, my heart was pounding in my chest and tears were pouring down my face.

My phone vibrated next to me as I sat there quietly hearing him yelling into his phone over and over. I was scared to look at it. It could be him and I don't think I could take anything else right now.

"Liam call him and tell him to back the fuck off before I hunt him down.... And i'm supposed to sit here and do nothing when he's trying to blackmail her?! He's trying to ruin her life with a fucking video! Either you handle that fucking prick or i'll take care of it myself..."

What did he mean take care of it?

I shook my head getting up, grabbing my stuff, and quietly walking to the room as he continued yelling. I pulled my shoes off and jacket and heard my phone vibrate again but I sighed ignoring it as I took my jeans off quickly and got in bed.

I bit my lip closing my eyes still hearing his voice loud and clear. This wasn't easy for me and neither was it for him.

Zayn didn't have a conscience, he didn't care about how his actions could hurt someone as long as he got what he wanted. He said it himself.

That video could do more than just hurt me, it could destroy me. Imagine my parents finding out... I might as well not see them ever again if they did. They would disown me.

My phone went off again and I looked to see unknown calling. I knew his patience were running thin. My heart couldn't be pounding in my chest any harder than at this point in time. I don't answer he destroys me, I answer and I have to do anything he says or he destroys me.

Maybe I can try to do something...

I pressed accept holding the phone to my ear as my hand shook. "Hello" "Bout time you picked up love" he said with in an amused tone. I sat up in bed not responding to that but he spoke up again.

"Guess you saw our little movie" "What do you want from me Zayn?" I quietly asked feeling tears already forming. "I want you..." "Why? Why won't you just leave me alone? What do I have that you want so bad?" I demanded hearing my voice cracking. "There are millions of girls that could give you what you want willingly yet you want me? Why-"

"I don't think they have what you have" he simply stated. "And what is that?" "Meet me and i'll explain it" I instantly had to stop myself from saying no and went completely silent till he spoke up again. "Is that a yes?" "Zayn...pl-" "Yes or No" he asked cutting me off. "Za-" My mouth instantly closed as the door opened showing a still furious Harry.

I looked down closing my eyes knowing if he knew who was on the other line he would lose it. Harry wouldn't make this better.

"See you tomorrow night at eight. Same restaurant as today, you know the one you threw the drink in my face at... Don't worry you can make that up to me tomorrow night" I swallowed hard feeling the anger overwhelming the sadness as my eyes got blurry.

I hung the phone up feeling my phone body shaking. My phone dropped on the bed as my body suddenly went numb. My breathing started coming out short but hard as I covered my face.

I couldn't win...

Nothing could stop him...

"Love" I felt hands grab my wrist pulling my hands from my face but I shook my head not wanting to look at him. "Look at me" he ordered but I refused crying harder with my head down. I fucked up... This all happen because of me and my stupid choices.