Cruel {Zarry}

17

"LIAM!" I yelled while I was trying to catch his speed. "Why did you walk off like that?"

He finally turned around. "Zayn, just uhm.. just give me a sec yeah?"

"Are you okay though?" I still managed to asked. I tried my best to read his face. He looked angry but mostly confused.

"I-i am." Was the last thing he said as he walked into the guestroom and slammed the door behind him shut.

I was about to knock on his door when suddenly my phone beeps, signalering that I had recieved a message. I groaned and took my phone out of my pocket.

From Harry:
Can't stop thinking about you. xx

And there is my all famous blush creeping up again. Why did he had such an effect on me. Like, I'm a grown ass man.

Should I text him back right away or should I wait a couple of minutes. I don't want to seem too desperate but neiter do I want to seem arrogant. Ugh!

Fuck it, I'm gonna text him.

To Harry:
Yesterday was fun. We should do it again sometimes.

He replied within seconds.

From Harry:
Not the kind of text I was hoping for, but I guess it works too. And yes we should definitely do it again. xx

To Harry:
What kind of text were you hoping for then?

From Harry:
That kind of text where you tell me how badly you miss me and how life isn't the same without me

To Harry:
Why are you acting like you're dead.

From Harry:
I might as well be, without being in your presence.

Okay not going to lie, that was smooth. Corny but smooth.

Just as I was about to reply, Liam opened his door. I quickly put my phone away and started walking towards him. "Li."

He held up his hand. "Can you come in for a second. We have to talk."

Without questioning it, I walked straight in. He had his laptop turned on and placed on his bed. He also had a magazine beside it.

"Take a seat." Once again I did as I was told to and sat at the very end of the bed.

"Styles, from the Styles Company, I assume?" He asked me.

I nodded my head. Not seeing the connection with Liam and the company.

"How much do you know about this company, Zayn?" He asked again.

I frowned but answered anyway. "Not much, except for the fact that Harry's parents run the company."

"Okay, I want you to pick up that magazine beside the laptop and read out loud what it says."

I did.

"The Styles Company in major debt after investing in wrong company."

"Huh, okay. But what does this has-"

I was cut of by Liam. "Now, type the journalist's name in google."