Chapter 3

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Hey guys. Keep reading. Here's chapter 3. Enjoy!

RoseMaries POV.

What is he doing here? Why Is he here looking at me......with so much concern?

"What the fuck you looking at douchbag?" I snarled.

He looks around and points at himself and he says-

"Me?"

"Yes you." I say with so much venom in my voice.

Zayns POV.

What the hell? What the fuck did I do to her?! Why is she treating me like this?

Why are you looking at me like that?" "What did I do?"

"You know exactly what you did you cunt." She said with so much hatred.

"You look so famil- " I never got to finish my sentence before she cut in with a pissed off look in her eye.

"Yeah, I better look fucking familiar. I bet the reason you don't remember me is because you watched me three fucking years ago get the living shit beat out of me by "your so called friends". You just fucking stood there and watched. When they were done you just watched me bleed on the fucking ground. Then you walked away! You prick! She screamed.

By the time she was done yelling her guts out to me; she passed out. More like fell to the floor with a loud thud.

Nialls POV.

I can't believe Zayn. I thought he was the one who cared for everyone. I guess not. Looks can be deceiving.

Harry rushes over to her limp body and scoops her up and lays her on the couch with such a ease.

When Harry turns around around he looks pissed. Shit Zayn you better watch out. I'm hungry right now would be as good time as any to go get something eat.

"Hey lads I'll be in the kitchen getting snack."

I got a bunch of "yeahs" and "okays". I took one more look back and saw Harry staring down Zayn not saying a word. Fuck Zayn

you're in some deep shit.

Oooo. That was a filler chapter. Do you think Harry's going to beat the living poop out of Zayn. You will find out very soon.

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