| Seventy Eight |
"Ariana? Babe, are you ok?"
I turn my head to see Zayn.
I shake my head, feeling the tears begin to fall down my cheeks.
He walks up to me and wraps his arms around, comforting me.
"What happened Ariana? Where's Harry?"
"Harry, he came back with... cuts, bruises,"
"What?"
He narrowed his eyebrows.
"What did he say?" Zayn asks.
"He, he didn't tell me." I cry. "Zayn, I'm so worried."
I slowly nod.
"Did he really not give any details about what happened?"
"No,"
I feel myself close to a panic attack as I choke out my words.
Zayn gently lifts my face up by my chin so my eyes are forced to connect with his, placing his hands on my shoulder.
"Ariana shh, it's going to be ok, stay calm. We'll sort this out, I promise you." He comforts. "Look, maybe it's just a fight, you know Harry. I'll talk to him."
"Zayn, it's not just a normal fight. You should of seen him ok, there was definitely more than one person. It seemed like he was jumped by a group." I panic. "He would of told me. This is more serious Zayn, what if this has something to do with yesterday?"
Zayn looked a little concerned about my sudden suspicion.
"Look I don't know," he sighs. "But Harry's the strongest guy I know, he'll be fine ok. Let me talk to him. Just for now, try not to panic, you'll only be harming yourself. I know easier said then done, but we don't know exactly what's happened. We'll sort this out ok."
I look down and slowly nod, taking deep breaths. He was right, I needed to relax right now. For Harry.
"You'll tell me what's going on after though, won't you," I mumble.
He bites his lip before nodding.
"Just leave me to sort it out ok, go and sit with the boys, they'll keep you company" He says.
I nod.
"Thank you Zayn," I smile slightly.
He bites his lip.
"Just please look after Harry, you guys do mean a lot to him... well us."
"Babe, I will don't worry, the guys and I are always here for you both ok."
I nod, giving him a smile.
We both go our separate ways, he wonders through the hall and up the stairs.
Drawing a deep breath, I leave the kitchen, hearing the laughters of the guys echoing through the hall.
"hey Ari," Niall chuckles.
I smile.
"What was up with Harry?" Louis asks.
"Well.." I stutter.
"Ariana are you ok?" He asks.
The boys all stare at me with concerned looks which made me only more tearful once again.
They call for me to sit down as I explain to them about what had occurred, informing them about Harry's bruises.
"What?" They all stop and their concentration remained on me.
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Fanfiction❝It was rather beautiful: the way he put her insecurities to sleep. The way he dove into her eyes and starved all the fears and tasted all the dreams she kept coiled beneath her bones.❞ - Christopher Poindexter...