The Band Next Door

Chapter 26

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 ~Harry's POV~ 

I paced back and front in my room. Worried as hell. Where the hell did she go?

"She's probably just at the beach or something." Niall suggested but that didnt help. Every time a vehicle passed by I would hurry to the window in the hope to see Nikita.

"Its 6 Pm, she should be back by now, and she just vanished.. and What if she is hurt? What if something happen-"

I was cut off by the roar of a motor bike coming from down the street, it stopped in front or near our house. I looked out the window, and it WAS her! I felt relived and happy and angry  at the same moment. 

And then I saw who she was with. Ryan. Gosh, how I hate that guy. I know he hits on every breathing female, but somewhat I felt that he liked her. And that wasnt good. 

They were talking and smiling, I could faintly hear their talk. I felt a strong fire in my chest. An unease that wont go away. My brain told me the reason was 'them'. 

And then suddenly Ryan said something about a goodnight kiss.

OH HELL NO. I rushed down the stairs and watched from the window of the living room. I could faintly hear the boys laughing in the background or teasing me, calling me a stalker or overly attached not so boyfriend. 

But I ignored. 

They were hugging. 

I felt my jaw clench. And fists tighten beside me. 

And then, He kissed her. 

HE. KISSED. HER. 

Something took over me. I ran up to the front porch and planted a punch into his jaw, making him fall to the ground. I landed a few more punches before he starting defending himself and punching me back. 

I felt a tug on my shirt and someone trying to stop me. Tingles were felt where the hands touched, which made me stop for a few seconds.

"Oh my god! Are you alright??" She asked worriedly and went up to Ryan. I felt anger take over me once more. I was pulled away from him  and her, someone holding me by my shoulders and chest. Zayn. 

"Let go of me Zayn!"I struggled to get loose but he had his grip tight on me.

She helped that ass stand up and supported his weight. 

He winced and leaned more onto her. 

"You are not that hurt. Stop acting and get the hell away from her." I hissed at him through my teeth. 

"Listen you son of a-" He started to speak but Nik cut him off.

"Ryan! Language!" I liked it when she blew him off like that.

"And as for you, Mr.Styles. You owe him an apology." She looked at me with her serious brown eyes. 

"What? Oh hell no!"I shook my head.