They were like Romeo and Juliet; fated to fall in love or maybe...just fated to fall.
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Harry's POV
"Hey, Niall." I answer as I stop at a red light. "I'm just heading ho-"
"Ryder's in danger." Niall says quickly cutting me off.
"What? What happened?" I quickly demand, frowning, desperately anticipating his reply through the car speakers.
"Zayn drugged her and-"
"Where are you?" I scowl, interrupting before he could continue.
"Louis' place." He answers before I hang up as the light turns green. Gripping both hands tightly on the wheel, I step on the gas ignoring the speed limit and over pass another car beside me before making a sharp right turn.
That stupid prick won't stop will he? I swear if Zayn is more than willing to get his way with Ryder than I more than willing to kill him.
Ryder's POV
"Z-Zayn, what are you doing?" I ask, my voice fumbling with my words after he got up and locked the door of the guest room we were in.
"Just giving us some privacy." He replies while walking back over at the foot of the bed as he shrugged off his leather jacket. Even through my fuzzy mind, my brain was telling me to sit up and I started to but he immediately pushed me back down. I swallow, suddenly feeling a slight wave of nausea rush up my throat.
Ugh, I think I might puke.
"I...d-don't feel...so good." I say, my words coming out slow, holding my hand up to keep him away so I could stand.
"You should probably lie down." Zayn softly suggests. His hand pushes against my shoulder and my body lazily let's him lay me back down, while his other hand drops his jacket a few inches away from me at the foot of the bed.
I blink as my vision blurs for a few seconds, making Zayn unfocus and focus again as I feel my head spin.
"Is that better?" He asks and I shake my head.
"Awe well don't worry." He says with a smile as he kneels down, making the bed dip, placing his arms on either sides of my body to hold himself up. I look up at Zayn's face and his eyes lock with mine, they are dark and bloodshot.
What is happening?
"That will change soon." He continues, his voice still soft as before but it held a hint of something that made my blood chill. Abruptly, I feel my body awaken with panic as I feel one of his rough hands moved to my chest, his fingers trailing the edge of my very low cut body suit, skimming the side of my breast and down my sternum.
