Cruel {Zarry}

20

"So how was it?" Liam asked.

We were both sitting in my room. I just came back from my date with Harry. Liam was behind a laptop and I was on my phone, texting with Harry.

"It was fine. I guess." I looked up from my phone, smiled at him and then finished the last sentence before sending it and placing my phone away.

Liam did the same with his laptop. Placing it on the nightstand.

"We went to one of those open cinema's, the one where you can watch from your car." I continued.

"Aaaannd?" Liam motioned me to go on.

"And we kissed and he gave me a blowjob." I smirked at the thought of it.

"Okay wow. I need to get use to hearing a lot more of you and your sexual activities with Harry. It's just so nasty to hear about it man."

"Oh grow up." I rolled my eyes at him. "You were practically our high school whore."

"Still. It's better than hearing about the sexlife of your friend." He argued.

"I guess."

"So did it seem like he believed you? Did he seem suspicious? Or weird?" Liam asked.

"Uh." I started to think back. "You know, when he came to pick me up he seemed a little off. But then at the movies he was all over me again. So no, I don't think he suspects anything but he does seems like a bipolar person."

"Maybe he was just nervous in the beginning of your date today," Liam suggested.

"Nervous for what? Stealing money? Killing me? Or using me?"

"Look, I know it's hard to imagine but what if Harry is doing this for a reason?" Liam said.

"Duh-uh. That reason being MONEY!" I stated the obvious.

"No, I mean like, what if he's being forced into doing this."

"By who? Who can possibly force a grown man to use someone else? This is about the money and power, why would Harry agree to do something like this if it wasn't for his own beneficial reasons." I tried to talk some sense into Liam, he sure as hell wasn't trying to talk this right, was he?

"Yeah you're probably right." Liam finally agreed with me.

I wish I wasn't though. I said under my breath.

Was Harry doing me wrong? Yes.
Was it going to make it less hurtful knowing that he was forced into do this? Maybe.
Could I ever forgive him, no matter why he agreed to hurt me? No.

"Zayn? Zee?" Liam threw a pillow my way. "Where did you zoomed off to?"

"N-nowhere." I lied.

"Okay..?" Liam Luckily let it go. "Come check this out." He pointed at his MacBook display.

"I'm going to book this for you and Harry."

I walked up to the laptop and took a look at what Liam was referring to.

"A resort?" I asked confused.

Liam proudly nodded his head. "Not just a resort. It's THE ULTIMATE ROMANCE RESORT!" He excitedly stated. "The ultimate get away for a warm romantic night in these cold, cold, cold days."

I laughed at his dramaticness. "It doesn't seem like a bad idea, to be honest." I rubbed my chin in a thinking-way.

"And look! There are so many activities; Cirque sled, dog sled rides, fat biking, go on a mountain tour and of course ice skating. OH MY GOD look at this!! There is a campfire sing-a-long night every single night! You should totally do that with Harry, with some hot chocolate with marshmallows and sing quietly in his ears. I swear to God he will melt if he hears you sing. And then you could go in your room and order one of those Alpenglow Massage and maybe the next morning go on couples Yoga together!" Liam finally was out of breath and took a minute to find his calm.