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Salma's P.O.V.
Salma's breath got caught in her throat. Although, Zayn did not raise his voice Salma could detect the underlying threat and anger quite clearly. She stared at him wide-eyed, having no idea what he was thinking showing up at Sarah's room, or how he found her.
"Who are you again?" Sarah asked.
"It's none of your business, Miss," Zayn replied, politely or sarcastically, Salma could not tell.
"Yeah?" Sarah asked. "You showing up at my room is none of my business?"
Zayn said nothing, not moving his eyes from Salma.
"Bee, I want to have a word," he told her.
"No," Salma finally managed to protest.
"No? - Oh, come on -"
"Yes, she said no," Sarah interjected sharply, closing the door.
Zayn held the door, preventing her from closing it. Salma gasped when he stepped inside.
"What in the world do you think you're doing?" Sarah raised her voice, "I demand that you leave at once or –"
"That would be unnecessary," Zayn cut her short, before turning to Salma. "Bee, I just need five minutes -"
"What you need to do is leave!" Sarah snapped.
"And what you need to do is to shut that beak?" Zayn returned, agitated.
"Looks like you have never been smacked silly," she seethed, sounding dangerous. Salma noticed her hands curling into first. Not recognizing the hostile signs, or jut not caring, Zayn turned his fiery stare at her.
"I'd like to see you try." He smirked.
Seeing the look in their eyes, Salma panicked.
"Don't!" she cried, pulling Sarah back, "Leave her out of this."
"Salma –"
Squeezing her shoulder, Salma walked past the both of them and out of the room without another word. She could hear Sarah protesting, and Zayn following after her but she did not bother turning around or waiting for either of them to catch up. In fact, Salma had every intention of losing them behind, but to no luck.
"Wait," Zayn stopped her as she stepped out of the building. "Just stop, dammit!"
"I only wanted you to get away from her," Salma said fiercely. "That's all!"
A few people turned around to look at them.
"Stop acting like I was going to attack her!" Zayn spoke through his teeth
Salma threw him a dirty look.
"I would put nothing past you!" she said.
Zayn's eyes flashed in anger. Not keen on having an audience, he grabbed her sleeve and started dragging her away.
"What the – stop it!" Salma protested, "Zayn, I said stop!"
He stopped, and Salma wrenched her sleeve free. Much to her discomfort she realize he had dragged her into a small, empty alleyway with a dead end. Furious, Salma turned to face him.
"What is your problem!" Salma yelled.
"I can ask you the same?!" Zayn returned. "Ever since we've been rescued, you've been treating me like scum!"
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RomanceHR: #10 (09/11/2018)#13 (08/22/18) #14 (08/21/2018)(09/08/2018) #18 (03/23/2017) "No!" Zayn shouted. He was pale as if he had seen a ghost. Eyes wide, lips parted, hair disheveled and hands raised towards her. Salma took a step towards the edge. "S...