Cruel {Zarry}

18

"Imma fuck him up. I swear to God!" I stormed out of the car and slammed the door shut. Liam was right behind me and after I opened my front door, I walked straight upstairs.

I was so angry. Why did I fell for it? Was I really that desperate and lonely? Like, wasn't there any common sense left in me? At all?!

Once arriving in my bedroom, I closed the door behind me and leaned my back against the door. Harry's whiteboard with all the details about my family and me, were flashing before my eyes. All those pictures, where did he find them? When did he take them? How long has he been following me?

All those questions running through my mind. I wish I could wash my brain with bleach, hopefully that will help clearing everything up and making me forget a certain brown haired guy.

I sighed and slide down, my back still touching the door.

I sat there for another minute before Liam knocked on my door. "Zayn...please open up."

I could hear him loud and clear but for some reason my body didn't reacted on that sound. My body felt numb. I was staring at nothing in
particular, trying to find my strength again.

I wasn't sure what exactly it was, that I was feeling on the inside. I was angry for sure but mostly hurt. For once, for once I thought that I too, had a chance in being in a relationship. Of course it had to be too good to be true. Before I could realise it my eyes had betrayed me and started to drop tears. Only when the first teardrop fell onto my hand, I came back from my trance. Fuck, I'm not going to cry about him.

"Zee. Please. I want to talk." Liam tried again.

I wiped my nose, took a deep breath and got up. My hand reached to open the door but I stopped myself and made sure that all my tears were gone.

Once I was sure that I didn't looked like I had been crying like a little bitch, I opened up the door. Liam immediately rushed inside, as if he was afraid I would slam the door in his face.

"Zayn, I know how you're feeling right now." He came to hug me but I backed away. "And I'm sorry that it had to be like this but see it this way, you aren't in love with him yet and thankfully we found out before he could make you fall for him."

I know it sounds strange, but a little part of me had already fallen for him. I kept to myself and continue listening to Liam.

"And now that we know what his little plan is, we can manipulate him and his plan." Liam tried to touch my hand.

"I-i don't feel like giving this another thought. I just want to smack the shit out of him or even better kill him and try to forget all this like it was a bad dream."

"If you do that, you have to kill 3 other people beside Harry." Liam argued. "Why's that?" I questioned while walking over to the other side of the bedroom.

"This was obviously a family plan, so if you kill one of them, the rest is going to find out who did it and take revenge."

"Okay fine, I'll kill them all." I snapped.

"Don't be silly, we both know you can't hurt a fly, even if you want too." Liam tried his best to hide his smile.

"What else do you expect me to do? Should I act like nothing happened? Do you want me to get married to a guy who wants me to get killed? And for what, for fucking money?!" I yelled while tugging on my hair.

"Of course not Zayn! All I'm saying is that you can handle this more mature and better. We could include the police but without evidence they can't do anything neither can we force them to break into The Styles house to gather all the information and proof. They need a house warning for that and that could take days and by then The Styles will already know this stuff."

Even though Liam was right, I couldn't help but feel like that wasn't enough. They wanted to kill ME. Better yet, HE WANTED TO KILL ME. I will not let anybody fuck with me or my family like that. So fuck Liam for thinking I couldn't kill someone. Hell, I wouldn't mind being put into jail aslong as I get my revenge. But I can't tell Liam this right now, he just wouldn't understand.
These thoughts went through my mind while Liam was still rambling on about why we should get help from the cops.

"Okay, we'll try it your way." I half lied. I wanted to manipulate Harry but except for the cops, I, myself, will handle Harry.

"Really?" He questioned? Not buying a single thing. God, he knows me.

"Yeah, so what's the plan?" I shut the bedroom door and went to sit on my bed. You could literally see Liam's face light up. Why the hell was he so excited?

"Okay, so just like they know everything about you, we should try and know everything about them, especially Harry. We have to know what he's capable of and who actually was planning to kill you, like were they planning on doing it themselves or will they hire someone? And if so, do they have a record and did they hire that person multiple times, like with that journalist?"

I nodded my head. I could totally stalk Harry.

"And then what?" I asked, making Liam bit his underlip while being deep in thoughts.

"Then we eventually make him believe that you are in love with him." Liam answered me. "That's something you have to do Zayn, act like nothing happened and like you don't know anything. Is that okay with you? Will you be able to handle that?"

My blood started to boil, I can't be facing Harry and not want to strangle him. But I had to do this, for the sake of my family and my own life, I had to listen to Liam. Since he was the only one with a calm mind.

"Y-yeah."

"Are you sure?" Liam asked. "Because you have to really act like you love him, if you don't, he will get suspicious."

"Yes. I am sure." I answered. "I'm not saying that I am going to enjoy it but I have to do it."