He is the badass's nerd.

Chapter three : breakdown.

His hands immediately find my hips as i set onto his lap , his tongue digs it's way into my mouth and it literally drives my crazy . Fuck i cant stop.

I wrap my arms around his head tugging at the routs in a messy way as i start to move my hips back and force , my movements are uncontrollable and they seem to get him really hard .

Fuck , why couldn't i stop ?, I'd loose my shit if this went any farther.

"See Harry, this is who you really are " i moan into his lips .

Seconds later , he pulls away . Harshly .

"I can't do this " he breathes .

"Do what?" I ask in confusion .

"Excuse me ?" He asks in a sarcastic way .

"Wait a moment , you thought that i wanted to fuck you ?" I say and burst into hysteric laughter .

"You are a bitch " he says pushing me off of his lap and stand in front of me .

My anger got the best of me as i connect my hand with his jaw "and that's what bitches do "

His chest raises and falls heavenly, anger boiling on his eyes as he places his hand on his jaw . He doesn't say a word as he picks up his bag and clothes and moves towards the door , he stops for a second but doesn't turn and within seconds the door slams causing me to jump .

"Fuck" i curse to myself .

Did he want to do that ? But why did he say that he couldn't do it ? Why is he hiding underneath these closes ? When did he get these tattoos ? . Millions of thoughts jump into my head as a small sparkle of glass catch my attention . He forgot his glasses . Would he come back to get it ?.

My phone vibrates on the table .

From Ell.

'Coming or not ?, is Zayn with you yet ?"

Zayn is coming ?. It's confirmed by the door knocking .

"Am i that drunk or this was really the nerd rushing out of the elevator ?, he looked different" Zayn says as soon as i open the door .

"Yeah, it was him " i say and grab the cigaret from between his fingers .

"And ?" He asks .

"And what ?, why are you here anyway?" I change the subject .

"I came to take you to the party "

"I thought i said that i am not going "

"Well, i saw why you said that , but now since he left , you can go "

"You don't fucking plan it for me " i shout at him.

"What that fuck is it with your mood since you've met that asshole ?" Thats when my knee meets his crouch and my fist meets his nose .

"You fucking leave now "

He looks up at me in disgust "You did this for him ? , well , you'll pay for that , S. or maybe your little nerd will " he says with a smirk on his face and my fist find his nose once again , i grab the collar of his jacket bringing him close so our noses almost brush.

"You don't fucking get close to him , Zayn . Ever" i say in a harsh tone under my teeth .

"You care that much about him ? Huh? , Why? What does that nerd have that i don't ?" He pushes me away .

"He is not a fucking nerd , Zayn . And i thought we've that point clean haven't we ?" I snap back.

"What point ,S? , the point that i did the impossible to make you at least think about being with me , or the point that i still cant get over it ? , and now you expect me to fucking watch you kicking my ass for him ?, for a nerd"

My fist clenches once more at the mention of the word nerd but i decide to drop it .

"Look at me ,S" he holds my face in his both hands bringing me closer "what part in i love you you don't get ,S? , what should i do to make you like me ?" He leans down to kiss me but i push him and pull away .

"And what part of i don't like , i don't date and i don't fucking fall in love you don't get , Zayn ?"

"Bullshit , i see it Sandra , i see the way you look at him , i see the way you defined him , why was he even here ?"

"Mind your own fucking business "

"Did you fuck him , S?, was he the one to take your virginity ? " he is fucking screaming.

"In case you forgot , i don't fuck, Mr asshole "

Is this a fucking screaming match ?!.

"You know what , i don't want you anymore , you are just like you mom , a pathetic bitch"

And my heart stops . My blood is boiling in my veins and i am just frozen and the air has been sucked out of my lungs .

"Shit , I'm sorry ,S . I really didn't mean to...."

"You fucking leave now unless you want to be dead " i threat calmly .

He immediately disappears . And i feel the room gets tighter around me as i seek for a breath , the anger has got the best of every inch of me as my hand reach for everything in my reach and smash it against the wall , literally everything , i needed to let out some anger before i kill myself .

Seconds later and i am manically screaming and surrounded with shatters of glass . The next vase i attempted to smash was snatched from my hand , i turn around to slap Zayn for not leaving me the fuck alone . But when i turn I'm confronted by a anxious Harry .

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