"Y/N, what are you doing?" Harry asked. "Zayn why the fuck are you touching her?" Edward scolded. I could see the anger growing on their faces. Harry bent down to help me up while Edward confronted Zayn. "She was being a whore, so I took advantage of my opportunities." Zayn stated. That fucking liar. Edward shot his eyes down at me & gave me a deathly glare. "He's lying!" I yelled out. "Shutup, Y/N don't speak. I'm talking." Edward focused his attention back to Zayn. "Now listen 'pal', I don't give 2 shits what the fuck Y/N is doing. Don't. Fucking. Touch. Her." He put emphasis on every word. Seeing him get all tough & rude like this was so hot, I thought my juices would leak down my leg. Zayn seemed to be taken back by Edward's words, because he pushed him. "Fuck you! You can't tell me what to do. And if I want to touch your little whore, I'll do just that. Who the fuck are you?" I knew that would be enough. Edward drew back & swung his arm, his fist connecting with Zayn's cheek. Zayn toppled to the floor, Edward climbing on top of him. He started pummeling his face & I watched on in horror. Harry stood back & watched, smirking for some reason. Zayn's nose & lip were bleeding & both his eyes black. "Okay Edward, that's enough!" I tried to pull Edward off him, but my efforts were futile. When Harry seen he wasn't going to stop any time soon, he stepped in. He pulled Edward's body off Zayn's dragging him to the sink. "Zayn, you might wanna get the fuck outta here before he decides to get up again." Harry warned.
