A Waste Of Time

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Zayn§ Pov

While I walk in Harry's house , I already hear someone familiar say my name.

" Malikkkkkkkk" Niall literally screams my ear droms out. His breath almost makes me vomit.

" Aye man back up!" I yell while I clutch my eyebrows together. "Where's Harry?" I ask while grabbing bottle of Hennessey. There's already a bunch of people here and girls are already smacking their lips at me. I would be with Gigi but I remember she hates all this kind of stuff. If I told her I was here, she would lose it. She hates drugs , parties and especially Harry. Besides she's probably hanging out with Lewis. Oh fuck. He's probably flirting with my gir-.

" He's upstairs. Doing his shit like always. " He laughs while pressing the index finer into a circle. His eyes grow wide when he sees Harry.

" No the fuck Im not. " Harry smacks the back of Nialls head while putting on his shirt. " Niall you have some nerve spitting my shit out like that. Have some respect." he says loud enough so some girls around us hear him.He winks at them. Hes ready for round 2 or whichever round hes at.

Niall laughs again. " Yeah, yeah lader guys, I have to go run some erons " I dont know what the hell he's doing but apparently he wanted to fist bump us.

" The only running you're gonna do is away from the pigs. " Harry pushes Niall in the house. " You cant go out like that."  Harry scoffs at Niall. 

" Maybe later Niall. " I pat Nialls shoulder. " He's right. You're already waste-" I get interrupted by Harry.

" Of course he is. He's a fucking light weight. He can't handle shit." He laughs slowly disappearing to the crowd in his house.

"  Im not even wasted!" He says while slamming on the floor which I assume he thought was a chair. I laugh and other people join me.

" Niall, come on get your shit together" I roll my eyes. He really is stupid enough to think he can go anywhere like that. A white rough hand touches my arm. I know who it is just by looking the skin tone and the expensive jewelry.

" You have so much clothing on, it bothers me" Taylor whispers in my ear. " Let me help you take them off." She slowly takes my hand ans almost heads me to i already know where.

" Im not in the mood Taylor." I leave her without another word. " Harry!" I bang on a door that hears moaning against it. " Harry open the fucking door!"

He's gonna lose his shit once he opens that door. " What the fuck did I say not to bang my fuc- Zayn? What the fuck do you want? If its not about selling then I dont wanna hear it. " He almost closes the door but I press my foot against it.

I tell Harry's fuck buddy to leave. And now here I am alone with this angry 6 foot tall of curls. He takes a cigarette out and lights it up slowly sitting on the bed. I think he thinks this some serious shit about drugs. Harry is a drug addict and he has some very bad anger issues, not only that but he's a manwhore. He has some dark purple hickeys on his neck , and they're all spreaded out. I know each one is from a different girl. His lips are swollen and wet , you can tell he's been eating some lips and even pussy.

" What the fuck are you looking at? " Harry spits at me. " Did you not hear me the first time? I said this better be good Zayn. Im not in the mood for this shit, if you're just gonna sit here and drool about me , then get the fuck out." Harry points at his door. His fingers are a lighest pink. Eating wasn't the only thing he was doing.

" Harry, can you just listen to me. Fuck, all I need is a simple advice from you." I look at him with sympathy.

" Advice? Are you shitting me? You interrupted what I was doing for some stupid advice?" He mockly laughs at me. He waits for my answer blinking annoyingly at me.

" The only advice I can give you , is not to kick anyone out untill I say so or you aint getting shit from your half of the money. " He inhales and exhales the cigerate thats half way through to finishing.

" Man , all I need is fucking ADVICE and since I almost lost all my friends and my family and a lie away from my girlfriend for your drug addicted selling ass then you might as well listen to me. And if you think you can not give me the money that I earned, fine but you won't have anyone else to deal with your shit." I surprise myself with anger pumping through my blood.

" That's to bad. " He shurgs.  He's the most cold hearted person I know. I cant believe im even friends with him. I don't even think he thinks of me as his friend.

" Okay, Here's the money that my ass earned for you. Go find somebody else to help you pay all this partying pathetic shit. Not to mention, your poor as shit. And you ain't gonna find somebody richer than me. " I laugh at his face.

" But I can tell your girlfriend that you been eating Taylors ass more than she eats your nasty salad." He calls me out loudly making a disgust face. He laughs.What the fuck?

Its silent for a while until he speaks out if my thoughts
" Okay, what exactly do you need your desperate advice from?" He looks  me waiting for my answer while shaking his leg up and down. Im not even surprised. He basically black mails everyone , he calls everyone out for their shit. He's one petty motherfucker. 

" Nothing anymore. " I look at the ground. I have given almost everything up for this piece of curly shit.

" Nah. I don't wanna hear it. You're gonna fucking tell me. Because I did not just get threaten by you , I definitely did not get interrupted for no damn fucking reason. We can sit here alll damn day you tell me or I can call your pathetic crying bitch to come pick up your partying cheating ass outa here." He stands up grabbing me from my shirt. " What the fuck is it Zayn." He says through his teeth.

" Get the fuck of me. Go ahead call her." I laugh. " Call her in front of me. She's in love with me and my lies. Anything you tell her will come out her other ear. You think she'll believe you? " I scoff at him. " Nobody ever does. You're a psyacho." I say exiting the door before he throws fist at me. I go down the stairs of this stupid three story house. And all I see is druged people. This is sad. How can people just do this shit everyday? I do it once a while, but fuck , I would be crazier than Harry. I leave quickly before anyone approaches me.