Dangerously Safe

32. Belong to me

Chapter 32 of ∂αngєяσυѕℓу ѕαfє? [un-edited]

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Katy's Pov:

I took a step back because to be honest was getting a little frightened by the fact that Zayn's eyes never left me. He was once again staring down at me, almost trying to make me feel guilty that I had opened my mouth. His eyes -that had turned into slits- looked so harmful and full of hatred.

Towards me.

I placed my bottom lip in-between my teeth and bit onto it lightly. I looked anywhere else but the dark eyes of Zayn because I just know if I look into them, I will feel more scared than I already am.

"What?!" Harry suddenly screeched, still holding Zayn against the wall by his collar. Harry quickly looked over his shoulder to me -eyes wide- but then as quick as he turned he looked back at Zayn again.

"No she didn't-" Zayn starts to cover up my truth being split but Harry cut him off again.

"Shut up!" And it went all silent before Harry spoke up again.

"Zayn, just tell me what the f*ck Stacy was here for and I will let you go." Harry spoke up, gritting his teeth while doing so.

Zayn sighed as he looked like he gave in to Harry's option and he opened his mouth to speak up,

"Stacy was here...to see me."

"And what for?" Harry pushed on, still holding Zayn in place.

"You said you will let me go!" Zayn surrendered as he obviously skipped Harry's question.

"I said what for, not who for Zayn." Harry corrects him with a slight smirk as he narrowed his eyes.

I sighed and looked down to me feet, that were warmly covered by fluffy red socks. I shuffled on my feet as I could feel eyes bore into my skull and I knew exactly who it's was.

"That's none of your business Harry." Zayn replied sternly.

I look up again.

"Actually it is because she is my ex Zayn! You knew that didn't you?"Harry answered back sharply.

"That doesn't give you any right to know what she was doing here."

"Just spill it!" Harry screamed.

"No! Why should I? Huh? Give me one valid reason." Zayn protested, his fore-head creased because of the furious expression he was showing.

"I don't have a f*cking reason but what I do have is something else for you" The smirk on Harry's face was evident that he had something against Zayn that he could use to get him to speak.

"What?"

Harry's eyes wondered around the room until they landed on mine. The smug look on his face made me gulp and frown, biting my bottom lip as I felt uncomfortable under his stare. What was he talking about?

Harry's eyes ripped away from me as he pulled Zayn's head closer to his. For a moment I thought they were going to share a kiss or something, but that thought flew away as Harry turned his head to the side. Harry was whispering something to Zayn and I had a feeling it was about me.

Harry took a step back as he look Zayn in the eye, still having that smirk plastered across his features.

I just sighed and looked down at my red fluffy socks, taking interest in the small strands of thread poking out the sides.

I looked back up to Zayn and his expression was something else. Clearly he was getting angrier every second Harry was looking at him with the creepy look. You could even hear the rapid breathing he was taking as he tried to control himself.