The Styles Brothers (Zarry/Nedward)

Zayn and Harry

Zayn's POV

I knew it was too good to be true. I was just his pet, his toy.

This is why I hated dating.

I always fall too hard too faat and end up breaking my heart. I'm so stupid, so naïve. How could I have fallen for Harry.

"Zayn you can't stay in their forever!" Came the shout of my older brother.

Louis.

"Yes I can." I said the tears streaming down my face.

The door opened and there he stood.

Louis was 21 and in a commited relantionship with a boy called Josh Devine.

"I told you so." Louis said sitting beside me on the bed.

"Fuck off! I don't need your sass." Zayn angrily said.

And it was true he did told him.

~FLASHBACK~

"Who gave you that hickey?" Louis asked when I got home from school.

"Harry Styles." I said touching my lips.

"Stay away from him." Louis said causing me to gap at him.

"No!" I said.

"If he make's you cry don't say I didn't tell you so!" Louis screamed as I ran up the stairs.

~END OF FLASHBACK~

I just cried more.

"I'm going to find that cunt!" Louis said before running out of my room.

I got up running after five minutes of shock. I just hope I'm not too late.

Harry's POV

Edward and I sat on the couch watching The Lucky One, eating tubs of icecream and crying.

I missed Zayn. I really did. I never felt like this towards any girl or boy for a matter of fact.

I heard pounding on the door.

"Open up Styles!" Came a voice.

I got up still holding the tub of icecream.

I opened the door and was instanly pinned to it.

"You don't fucking my baby brother cry without meeting my fist." A smaller but stronger boy angrily said while holding my collar.

The tub of icecream had slipped on the floor. A small pool of the frozen dairy was starting to form.

Louis Malik.

Those were the two words that came to my mind.

Louis Malik was the king of players when I was a freshmen.

But he graduated and fell in love with a loner. A hot loner for a matter-o-fact.

"W-What?" I stuttered lost at words.

Edward looked at us both. He seemed frozen and scared.

"You little shit. I'm going to teach you what happens when you break my brothers heart!" Louis said angrily.

Just before he could punch me in my face he was tackled.

By Zayn.

"Please don't hurt him. Please. Please, please." Zayn cried into Louis' chest.

My heart ached.

I had to do something.

I had to.

I gently grabbed Zayn and hugged him.

He squirmed in my hold until he gave up. He cried into my chest his fist hitting hit.

"I hate you. I hate you. I hate you!" He said.

"No you don't." I said as tears streamed down my face.

"I do." He said his voice wairy.

"No you don't." I said taking his face in my hands.

"I'm a terrible liar." Zayn said his eye's puffy.

"Ya you are." I said and pulled him in for a kiss.

A sweet yet delicate kiss.

If only we could last forever.

If only.