Arranged

Chapter Forty-Five

I called Zara, but she told me she was busy, so I called her again an hour later and she was crying. I don't what happened in that hour, but I had to find out. I picked up my keys, phone, and wallet and left the hotel. I heard Niall shouting after me, but I ignored him. 

When I got to Zara's home, Lisa opened the door. 

"Hey Harry, what are you doing here?" She asked as she led me inside.

"Where's Zara?"

"Upstairs. She's talking to Zayn," She placed her hand on my shoulder, "What's wrong?"

"I called her and she was crying," I said. My eyes were wide, and I had to get to Zara.

She backed away from me, allowing me to run upstairs. I saw Zayn sitting outside her bedroom door. 

"What did you do?" I roared.

He stood up and looked at me, "What are you doing here?"

"Haven't you hurt her enough?"

"I had to tell her something,"

"Just leave, Zayn,"

"Why? So you can have her for yourself?"

I pushed him back towards the door, "Maybe if you stopped screwing around with her feelings, I wouldn't be here. Whenever you mess up, I come and clean up the pieces,"

"I never asked you to!" He snapped.

"That's because you don't care,"

He pushed me back towards the wall, "I care about her. I care more than you can ever imagine," He held onto my collar, "I love her, and I made a mistake," 

I shook his hands off of me and knocked on Zara's door. A few seconds later she opened the door and let me inside. Zayn was staring at me from across the hall. Before Zara closed the door, I saw Lisa standing on the top step. She had heard everything.