Cuts

Ch 27. Not Again

Stephie's POV

"Get your hands off me, asshole!" Zayn said, when Harry pushed him against the wall as we stood again in the parking area.

I watched all of this closely this time, not bothering to interrupt Harry even if he is going to kill Zayn.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Harry shouted at him, giving him a look which showed he was definitely going to kill him.

"I didn't even lay hands on your slutty ass girlfriend!" He yelled and wriggled out of Harry's grasp, "Fuck,"

Zayn started coming towards me again but got stopped by Harry, "Don't you fucking dare." Harry shouted and Zayn punched him in the face, which ended up in them having a fight, leaving me completely helpless.

"Don't ya even think of trying to fuck with me, got that?" Zayn said as he took the earlier position of Harry's.

He pushed Harry and he fell on the ground with a bleeding nose.

"Fucking loser." He spat.

I went to help Harry but he waved me away with his hands, "Stay away from this."

It made me push my limits and question Zayn with every thing left of why the hell is he doing all this Harry when I am the damn culprit. He always is there for me when someone tries to mess with me and I don't fucking know why.

"Why do you always keep doing this to him when it's always me that bothers you?" I asked Zayn.

"Stephie," Harry called from behind,

"No Harry, you've fought for me enough, first all of Liam's crap then this.." I thought of a accurate word to say, "Douchebag's."

"You know Liam?" Zayn asked,

"Let's go." I felt Harry's hand taking mine in his.

"So you're a loser?" Zayn laughed, "Thought so."

"We all know who the bloody loser is, right Zayn?" Harry smirked and I squeezed his hand, I loved his feisty side, even though I knew to the least to whichever the topic was going. Most probably to their history.. again.

"Don't get it to that shit again." Zayn glared his eyes at him.

"I fucking will, you're no one to stop me." Harry smirked again.

"She's no one you're allowed to talk about,"

"And what if I say even after not being allowed?" Harry challenged Zayn and he grabbed his shirt, Harry let go of my hand.

"Cool it down please!" I pleaded to the both of them.

"Shut up bitch," Zayn barked and hit Harry in the abdomen with his knee.

"Please don't fight!" What the hell, I'm of no use!

"You know how I felt for Perrie but you still had the fucking nerve to fucking brainwash her," Zayn yelled at Harry as he placed a punch right in his nose, "You fucking tosser!"

I've heard so many F words today than I have in my entire life..

"And you were the idiotic ass who still believed in me after all that," Harry laughed even after being beaten again and again, if they weren't fighting and I wasn't helpless and if were in my house laying lazily across the couch watching some stupid movie, I would've face palmed myself but this is a very different situation, "Guess that's why they kicked you out, you low dog."

"You're heading off your limits, Styles." They both now stood apart.

"Haven't I always done that?"