We'll Be A Fine Line (ZARRY)

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   "Dude, I can't believe you tried to set me up with Zayn."

I was about to open the elevator door when I heard two men talk about Zayn. I paused  , overhearing. Yes, I know eavesdropping is wrong, but it's my man they are talking about so no, I don't care.  
And  I  also have a feeling this conversation is going to be something..

"What's wrong with him?"

The tall one mockingly laughed "Wrong? He's a total weirdo man!  Clueless, introverted...and those clothes? oh wow." This bitch . I fisted my hand trying to stay cool.

    "Hey, Zayn's just different." The other one sounded a little uncomfortable.

"Different? That's one way to put it. I need someone with a pulse, not some antique-collecting, bookworm loser." I am going to kill this asshole, the first chance I get.

" Alex, come on. Zayn's a good guy."

" Good guy? He's a social reject. You guys are ridiculous for thinking we'd click."
He scoffed mockingly making my blood boil.

I was about to strike him when I heard a crash. I looked around and gasped as I  saw  Zayn  standing there, looking like someone's ripped his heart out and squeezed it hard.  Hot tears flowing down his pink cheeks. He stomped on the phone he threw on the ground,  and ran upstairs. Completely ignoring my existence.

It felt like a tug at my heart, it took all of me not to go after him . Because I have something else to take care of.

I took the phone from the ground went to
the asshole of a man.  "accidentally" bumped into , knocking him off balance.

" Hey, watch where you're going!" he couldn't complete his sentence as  I punched him straight in his face, knocking him off to the ground. I didn't give him a chance to speak as I hit him twice more till I saw blood dripping out of his mouth and nose. ''That's what you get if you mess with my man. '' I kneeled on top of him  legs on both of his sides, gripping his collar, jaw clenched, trying hard not to bang his head down on the rough concrete. ''I fuckng dare you say his name with this filthy mouth of yours. let alone talk shit about him. you fckng loser. '' I jerk his collar off and punch him once more, making him grunt in pain. I turn around to leave but the clown stooped me. 

''who the fck are you man! you can't just beat the shit out of me and leave , I am so going to -'' he gulped and backed away as soon as I turn around to face him. I scoffed at him, shaking my head. '' you gonna what? hit me ? kill me? pfft.'' he backed away with every step I took. I smirked when I  reached him, '' How about we start from baby steps, like you stop gulping and backing away as soon as I see you, you fckng coward.''  

i backed away in victory, but stoped again raising a finger tracing it across his blooded face, '' one more thing sugar, I want this to stay between the two of us, if Zayn finds out about this..'' I took some of his blood on my finger , showing it to him, ''This is going to be all over your grave.'' I gave his cheek a pat and gave him a toothy smile. '' Take care , choclate boy because, not to be a narcissit  or something, but My strikes, they  hit. hard .'' I whispered the last part to make it a little more dramatic. 

"This isn't over." He seethed trying to be intimate, but all I sees is a clown in the circus.

"Ooff,  I'm shaking." I say with my hands behind my back, bending a little to show him he's a Lilliput in front of me. He glared at me ,  my  eyes sparkle with mischief contrasting The assholes  anger. . 

I whistled mockingly as his friend dragged him away from me. Pfft loser.

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 "Nick, I'm serious. I want to break up." Nick and I ,  We are in my apartment. where  I , as usual am trying to get rid of him and him being a annoying drunkard as ever.

he swayed his hips, coming towards me , in what he thought is seductive. I sighed rolling my eyes ,"What's wrong, Haz? Can't handle a little fun?" he smirked to himself ,  testing  my already low patience.

"You're drunk again. And you're not taking our relationship seriously."

he groaned , his hand sliding through the edge of my jaw bone. "Why complicate things? We are  have a good time."

 I scoff at his words, "A good time? You're not invested in us at all. All you need is a man who sticks it up your ass.'' I swat his hand away as he tried to reach my chest. you see what I'm talking about?. he ignored it an continue to push me on to the be an fell on top of me.

 ''come on Daddy, I know you love being that man for me. so quit playing  hard and fxk me . Hard, fast,rough . Just the way you like it.'' he kissed me irritating me more than ever. 

I roughly took his hands in mine, shifted our positions , so he is now under me, I shifted my hands, so one is pinning his wrists together above his head, while the other   one is choking his neck, not too tight to kill him, but tight enough to make him get this under his thick skull. I  can feel his  drunken breath quicken, and his body getting excited .  He smirked at me, eyelids roping with numbness and lust. ''Yeah that's it. choke me  daddy. '' 

"No, nick. You need to listen. You're disrespecting me." I roared at him, 

"Oh,Harry, so controlling. This is why I love you.'' I shook my head, still not releasing my grip on his throat. ''shut up Nick. you  don't love me. you love my dck, both are so bloody different!" I released my grip with a jerk getting off of him. He rolled his eyes at me, whinning , '' please Harry, we will talk about it, but just fck me hard, I'm so fckng horny right now..'' 

I shook my head, fed up with his horny drunk ass, I went to the bathroom, filled  a bucket full of ice cold water, dumped the water onto him without any remorse. He sat up gasping for air, finally sober enough to understand what's happening around him.

''YOU-HOW DARE YOU -'' I Ignored him and pratically dragged him to the front door. ''I am sorry okay? happy now?'' he asked defiantly. 

''come back when you are in your right mind Nick.'' I pushed him out and  shut the door , ignoring his voice. sorry not sorry.

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 I was in my living room, doing what any other insomanic would do, to pass their time. I decided it's the best time to focus on my fitness and decided to work our, T.V on with some strange show going on. Not that I care. I was close to complete my 200th pull up, when I heard the doorbell ring. 

I sigh looking at the time, its bloody 3 in the midnight. I know this is hypoctitc , but who in the right mind would be awake at this time and  knock on other peoples door at this fckng o clock. I groaned as I realised that someone would undoubtabily be NIck Williams. I am so going to teach him a lesson. 

I stormed to the front door, opening in with a thud, ''THE FCK IS WRONG WITH YOU NIC-'' I stopped in my tracks as I saw that  the person in front of me is not Nick nelson, but a panicking and nervous brown eyed beauty. 

''ZAYN?''

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Short. I know . but try  to bear it with me and hang  in there. I am wroking on it. I promise to improve this. 

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