Ch.7 I can't stand you.

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"Harry here's my card go downstairs and get another room." Zayn says not giving him the common courtesy of eye contact.

"who was that on the phone?" Harry asked ignoring the card that zayn held out.

"none of your businesses now do as I ask." zayn replies bitterness showing.

"I'm going to just leave, if you can't tell me who that was." Harry says smartly.

" I will just fire you, I mean you're not even doing your job you just talk back and-" zayn begins.

" You act like I can't quit do you think I like getting talked down to all the time." Harry says moving to pack his things.

"If you walk out the door don't call begging for you're job back and don't even think of showing up for work." Zayn yells he was so upset right now it wasn't even funny.

Liam just called yelling at Zayn for forgetting his daughters ballet recital, but what three year old does ballet and how in the hell was he was suppose to remember his schedule without his assistant in town.

"You think I love this job so much don't you! Guess what you're a cruel, conceited businessman." Harry says pointing his finger in Zayns face.

"Get your finger out of my face, harry you have a lot of fucking nerve acting out like this." Zayn says swatting harrys hand out of the way.

"Oh I get it your so use to people sitting down and letting you win, haha I've been fighting my whole life and I don't let people walk all over me." Harry spits picking up his bags and walking to the door.

"You think you know about things that you'd never live or have to live but you don't and you'll see that." Zayn says sighing as the guilt of what really happened or what would've happened sunk in.

"well guess what your just a 25 year old trying to fill an adults shoes, trying to avoid the fact that you're just a immature child.............Dick." and that was the last thing Harry said before slamming the door shut.

"Fuck." Zayn yelled kicking the gaming remote.

Harry scrambled to the elevator trying to control tears, he could not understand how he caught emotions for a asshole like him and so quick.

"Hi, can you call a cab to take me to the closest train station please." Harry asked the lady at the front desk, who nodded with a smile.

Harry was so pissed off that he didn't even get a chance to feel good about what happened so as he sat down to wait for his cab he took the time to do just that.

while on the other side of the hotel Zayn was flipping shit, the hotel room was trashed. liam wouldn't pick up the phone and he lost control.

but what killed him the most is he wanted to run after the sixteen year old boy that wouldn't put up with his shit.

He threw the lamp across the room because he knew if liam hadn't called he would've fucked up bad and all because of harry.

he knocked the tv over because liam interrupted.

and he punched a hole in the bathroom door because he's a shit father just like his father was.

When he finally calmed down he called liam again.

"Zayn, you don't want to be with me do you." Liam says as soon as he answers the phone.

"Baby, I want to be with you I made a mistake forgive me please." zayn says lowly into the phone.

"Look I could give a shit if you blow me off for work but your own daughter what the hell is wrong with you." Liam yells into the phone.

Normally Zayn would not let liam shout at him like this but he felt too guilty to put him in his place.

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