Chapter 6. I hate him

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-Harry's POV-

Louis and I walked around the block for the tenth time today. "C-Can we stop y-yet" I sighed. Louis shook his head. He has been on the phone the whole time, so i'm getting pretty bored. He forced me to leave my phone at home. This is not fair! I could be texting Liam. I don't even know who the hell he's texting because we won't talk to me. He's just being an ass. He's been like this sense I told him i'm dating Liam. Maybe he's mad at me. Maybe he did like me and now he's sad. Even if he is, he needs to get over it. He's my best mate he should be happy for me. But no, instead he's being an ass about it.

I looked up and noticed Louis was running down the side walk, "I'll see ya later Haz! Niall needs me." And with that he left. Great, now i'm alone. And I don't even know where the hell I am! At least I know who he was texting. I sighed and started to walk towards the main road. Maybe from there I could find my way home. I heard someone playing a guitar. It was really loud. I looked around and I couldn't see anyone. Weird much? I kept walking. I stuffed my hands in my pocket and looked down at the ground as I walked. Why the hell did he leave me? Does he want me to die? I could get fucking raped! Then I saw someones shoes.

"S-Sorry" I mumbled and walked around the person, still looking down. I'm not in the fucking mood to face people. Because people are bitches and they can all fucking burn. The person grabbed my arm. I looked up quickly and saw Zayn. Thank god it's not a rapist. He smiled softly, "Hey." "H-Hi" I said quietly. "You talk, aye?" I nodded and moved out of Zayn's grip. "Why didn't you tell me" Zayn growled and grabbed my arm again. This time his grip was tighter. I hissed in pain, "L-Let me go!" "I know you're dating Liam. He's just going to hurt you Harry. He's going to use you. He doesn't really love you. Only I love you. Only I can have you" Zayn said as he dug his fingers into my skin.

"L-Let me go" I screamed as I felt tears rushing down my face. "You might as well kill yourself already, because that's what you're going to want to do when he hurts you." "L-Liam's not like t-that" I cried. "How do you know" Zayn asked as he started to twist my arm. I groaned in pain, "P-Please! Let me g-go!" "Break up with him" Zayn growled as he pushed me to the ground. "N-Never." "You're mine! No one else can have you" Zayn yelled as he kicked my side.

I groaned in pain again. "Got it" Zayn hissed. I slowly nodded. "And stop talking. You sound like a dying whale" Zayn rolled his eyes and kicked me one last time before running away. I hate Louis. Why the hell did he have to leave me?

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I promised Liam I would go shopping with him today. My side is all black a blue and it hurts so much, but I have to keep going for Liam. Louis and Niall are tagging along. Louis hasn't talked to me at all. I need to talk to him. Liam and Niall were looking at stuff which left me with Louis. "I noticed you were limping" Louis mumbled. "B-because you fucking l-left me" I hissed. "Who did it to you" Louis asked. "I'm n-not telling y-you. You wouldn't c-care" I sighed. "Liam would" Louis said as he bit his lip. "D-Don't bring it up. B-But why the h-hell did you l-leave me?" "I told you." "You're being an a-ass Lou! W-What is your p-problem?"

"Well right after we kissed you went and got a fucking boyfriend. My other problem is that your boyfriend is Liam!" "W-Why does i-it matter" I asked quietly. "It doesn't. Just- Just drop it" Louis sighed. "N-No! Why d-does it matter Louis?" "It's doesn't Harry! Just stop" Louis yelled. "Tell Liam i'll call him later" I mumbled and began to walk away. "Watch out for Zayn. He might rape you" Louis mumbled. "W-What?" "But it wouldn't be counted as rape because you would enjoy it because of how much of a fucking slut you are" Louis yelled. "I-I'm not a slut" I yelled back. "Of course not. You're so fucking innocent Harry." "L-Leave me a-alone" I said as I bit my lip, trying to hold back tears.

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