Love In Strange Ways (H.S Dark)

Chapter 22: lll plan you funeral

Whoops

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Two

And

A

Half

Hours

Two and a freaking half hours, I've been sitting here on the bed left to dwell in my thoughts while Zayn and Niall spoke downstairs.

After Niall left....or I kicked him out, he went back downstairs and is speaking to Zayn about God knows what.

How do I know this?

Well you can hear the slight tone to Niall's accent in some words and you can hear Zayn's footsteps stomping around while I'm guessing he's pacing around.

As for me, I still have no clue why Harry would want me back.

Me.

Of all people he has probably kidnapped, he wants me back.

Like what in the actual fuck.

If Zayn agrees with this then it's probably karma taking its turn around at my stop and dooming me to hell...

Yeah I have a wild imagination, I guess its what keeps me sane.

I groaned loudly when I thought of what might happen in this turn of events.

Life sucks, and now I have to swallow.

Hell yeah I just made that dirty joke. Take it or leave it, either way I just dropped that bomb and it exploded.

"Knock knock"

Niall's voice on the opposite side of the door brought me out of my thoughts.

I ignored him and instead just sat there frowning deeply at the door.

He's probably here to tell me that I'm going back to Mr. Asshole Styles and that I have no choice but to go and then lll feel bad because I know he's somewhat nice? Why does such bad things happen to such awesome people like meeeee?!

"Uh...Miché" He called out again

"If you're coming to tell me I'm going back to Harry then you can forget about it because I just wanna go home. I didn't wanna be here in the first place" I shouted out at him in response.

I heard a sigh before the doorknob jiggled. He couldn't get in because I locked the door.

Smiling smugly at the door I mentally chuckled at it.

"Open the door Miché" he said sternly.

Um excuse me...who do you think you're talking to? A 8 year old? Nah bitch not today.

"I don't know. It's too far away" I mocked sarcastically.

The door knob jiggled again, but this time more violently.

"Miché I'm not shitting, open the door" he said hardly.

I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to reply

"Yeah um...how about uhhh?No" I said lamely.

"If you don't open the door I'm going to bring Zayn to do it instead" he warned me.

Ha! Like that's gonna work!.

"Why not? Lets make it a party!" I suggested sarcastically.

I heard his footsteps disappear before some voices then a pair came up the stairs.

"Miché! God so help me If you don't open the damn door! I'm going through enough shit and I don't need you adding on to it!" Zayn's voice boomed through the door.

For a minute I actually almost opened the door because of his tone...underline almost.

Lol. Sometimes I'm just too much to handle for even for myself.

"What makes you think that because you're here its going to work? There was probably more of a chance of me opening it when you were gone"

I shouted out at him. "Oh darling-" he spoke before chuckling darkly "-because I'm not afraid to break this fucking door down and choke you till you turn blue"

My eyes widened at his words. "You wouldn't d-do that" I stuttered pathetically.

He laughed darkly again, "Oh but I would, since I reckon...you don't know me"

That's true. I didn't know him. I didn't know what he was capable of, how he reacted to things.

I stayed silent and stayed put. Should I open it or not? If I don't he probably will choke me. If I do he probably will still choke me.

Help me.

I got off the bed slowly and walked towards the piece of wood that separated the devil and I.

Okay okay yeah he isn't the devil but he's pretty damn close.

I hesisantly reached out at the lock and my fingers touched the cold metal.

Twisting it I heard the sound of a 'click', meaning it was now unlocked.

I walked back to the bed and sat down.

"Miché? Is the door open?" Niall's voice asked.

I rolled my eyes at his tone. "Why don't you check dipshit" I shouted, yeah he might've been the nice one but no.

I'm not being nice to anyone of them because he helped kidnap me and he called Zayn up here.

Their all the same. But what would you expect from gang members.

The door flung open and a pissed Zayn stood there along with a slightly red Niall.

Uh oh.

"DONT YOU EVER FUCKING LOCK THE DOOR! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!? SO HELP ME IF THIS HAPPENS AGAIN I WONT CONTROL MYSELF!" Zayn shouted out.

His breathing was ragged and he was a deep red.

I flinched slightly at the loudness and harshness in his voice but I scoffed anyways

"You call that control?"

Niall stood there shaking his head. He looked at me with a look that says lll plan your funeral.

Zayn stomped up to me and wrapped his hands and the base of my neck.

Lifting me up by my neck he pushed me against the wall harshly, his fingers tightened around my neck cutting off my oxygen.

"Listen here you fucking bitch, when you're with me you're going to have respect. I'm not you're friend because if you haven't noticed you're my fucking kidnap, so I suggest you get you're actions straight because I can assure you next time lll treat you like how every kidnapper treats his catch.

You can be so fucking lucky I'm being nice. But it seems you took advantage of that so it stops now."

Zayn's eyes were slits and his light brown hazel eyes were darkened from anger.

His fingers had tightened around my neck and I fought for oxygen.

Gasping for air, my fingers clawed at his hands in attempt of getting him to let go.

I could faintly hear Niall telling him to stop but after that everything blurred and I felt myself go limp before darkness swallowed me.

If this is death I hope its not a bitch like Zayn.

Hey guys. So do you think she should die? I'm gonna kill her.

IM JUST KIDDING!!!!IM NOT GONNA KILL HER.

That would be nuts because then the story is over basically, but yeah thanks for the votes and reads!

Pls could you comment and tell me how it is?

I love you and I hope you love me

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