Change Your Life

3.

Zayn POV

When Louis left to give us some privacy, I could tell the look in Molly's face lwas plain terror. She started to walk upstairs, but I stopped her by harshly grabbing her shoulder.

"Please let me go." She mumbled.

"You see this." I said pointing to my eye.

She nodded.

I grabbed her chin and roughly turned her head to look at me. Her eyes are on the ground. "Look at me."

"I can't." She asked.

"Why not?" I growled.

She shook her head. "Are you afraid?" I whispered in her ear.

"Yes." She shied away from my face.

I walked up and stood directly behind her and pressed my chest against her back. While biting her neck, she threw her head back and rest it on my shoulder.

I moved away from her and she closed her eyes. I walked right in front of her and lifted my hand right over my head.

My hand made connection with her check, hard.

She fell to the ground and looked at her. She's in pain. Just like I was. She deserves this. I pulled her up by her dress, ripping it off of her showing her bra.

She screamed in terror yelling for me to stop, but I slapped her across her face again to shut up. This is going to be a fun night.

Louis POV

I know Zayn did what he did. I just came to tell Him congratulations on winning the best hair award in the group. But I saw Molly crying with a bruise on her face.

Who would hit that sweet girl??

That bastard.

I reached in my back pocket to get my phone.

Shit.

It's not there. It must or fell out when I beat Zayn's ass.

I turned my car around and headed back to Zayn's place. I turned up the music and one of our songs were on! Best Song Ever.

'AND WE DANCED ALL NIGHT TO THE BEST SONG EVER!!'

I like that song.

When I finally got here to Zayn's place, I got out of my car and knocked on the door. I waited 5 seconds and no one came. I'm not very patient.

I walked right in and saw the screaming Molly. Zayn was continuously hitting her. There was blood on his fists.

I ran right over to Zayn and knocked him out cold.

Molly ran over to me and hugged me. I hugged her back and I took her hand.

"Where are we going?" She said through tears.

" Harry and I's place. You are not staying with this animal he sickens me, that little bastard." I answered her.

"But-" she protested.

"No. C'mon." I said picking her up bridal style and into put her into the car.