"No fuck that," Edward hissed. He stood back up to charge at him again, but I jumped in the way just in time. "Edward, please. Stop!" My tiny hands attached to his toned chest. "Y/N are you defending this asshole!? After he tried to touch what's MINE?" He was literally screaming at me & I was terrified. "No fuck that, move like I fucking said." He scathed at me. My eyes brimmed with tears as he looked down at me. His jaw was clenched, gritting his teeth and his eyebrows furrowed. By now tears were streaming down my face & he saw. His expression softened & his eyes searched through mine. He held his arms out, me literally jumping into them. "I'm sorry," he breathed out, ruffling my hair. I hadn't even noticed Zayn was gone, leaving a trail of blood drops on the ground. "Even though we've completely corrupted you, I don't want you to ever see anything like that." Edward spoke. My eyeliner stained tears ran down my cheeks & on his white tank-top. "Hey don't cry Y/N," he tilted my chin up with 2 fingers. "Even though your eyes are beautiful when you cry." I chuckled, wiping my face. "They're beautiful all the time," Harry spoke from the corner of the bathroom. Edward smiled at his twins comment, looking down to meet my gaze. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yea, I just wanna go home," I responded.Follow
