Torn Between Reality - Zerrie (Completed)

Self-defense, Discussions & Anger- Chapter 25

Zayn's P.O.V.

"Sir, can you tell me why you hit him?" the police officer asked, referring to Louis.

"He put his hands on me first, it was self-defense," I protested.

"Can you tell us the whole story please?" he asked again, writing down in his notepad.

I kindly told the officer everything that happened, from Louis randomly pushing me, to the end when I was being pulled back.

"Okay, thank you, Sir. You can leave now," he said.

Nodding my head, I stood from my chair and exited the police station. Perrie was waiting for me by the car.

"Is everything okay?" she asked hugging me tightly.

"I think so. They just needed to ask me a few questions, and I don't think they can really do anything to me - it's proven self-defense, and with you as a witness, they can't side with Louis." I opened her car door and let her in, walking quickly over to my side.

Jasper was asleep in his carseat, a baby blanket covering him. I put my seatbelt on and turned my key through the ignition, listening to the engine rev to life.

As I drove my mind shifted to Louis. How did he even know where I was? And even-so, what was he on about anyway?

I knew he was annoying from that first day I met him at the store, and he acted so strange, as though I knew him. Telling me to call Harry.

I hadn't heard from Louis since the last time I saw him, which was when he and Harry went out with their girlfriends, I remember them asking me if I wanted to go with them, but because at the time I was single, I declined. Either way, not wanting to go with Louis.

Harry hasn't mentioned him to me either. I never thought they were good friends. Harry didn't talk to him much, Louis didn't visit again. Harry never mentioned him in any of his thank-you cards for certain days. It was weird/

So I never looked at Harry and Louis like they were good friends, because I knew Harry didn't like Louis that much, it was evident on Harry's face that day Louis came over.

And then Perrie! How does she know him, and from where? I never mentioned Louis to Perrie, I'm pretty sure Harry didn't.

Visions of the whole event took place in my mind. Man, that was so sudden.

I pulled into the driveway, turning off the engine.

Exiting the vehicle, I got Jasper from the back and wrapped his blanket around his small body so the air didn't affect him. Perrie and I walked to the house, and I unlocked it with my key.

After settling down, putting Jasper to bed, I looked at Perrie. She was sat on the couch, watching TV. I sat beside her.

"So," I began, "how do you know Louis?" The question was burning in my head the whole way home.

She looked at me. "We went to school together, hung out a few times after the breakup. That night...that night you saw me again, for the first time before your birthday, I was going over his place for a bit," she said, her eyes gazing past me and she was biting her lip in concentration.

"And all that in your hands.. for what?" I asked.

"I was going to make dinner at his," she said, looking down.