Insanity {H.styles}

*Chapter 28*

I sat silently staring out the window of the cabin when I heard someone pull out a chair next to me.

"Where's Harry?" Zayn questioned.

"He fell asleep" I said, giving a small smile.

Zayn nodded whilst opening up a bottle of whisky and pouring it into two glasses before sliding one of them over to me. "I think you need it", he grinned. I smilled back and took it, muttering a 'thanks'.

"Listen," Zayn began, "I'm sorry about being so forward earlier, with the questions about you and Harry. Your situation with him just seems so bizarre."

"I know, and I forgive you."

"To be fair I think I've become really desensitised to all this shit." he laughed. "Besides, you don't treat him like a criminal... Its confusing."

"I don't really get it either. I don't think he's a bad man, he just needs a lot of help, the kind of help that nobody in his life can give him, not even me" I sighed.

"I agree with you there." he said, pouring a second round of whisky for the both of us.

"If you don't mind me asking, why do u act like u love him? Are u scared of him or something?" he questioned.

"No." I said, looking out the window into the night sky. "it's not really an act, I don't know if I love him, but it's the closest thing to love I've ever felt. And if I'm being honest THAT'S what scares me. I feel so stupid." I confessed, letting a small chuckle escape my lips.

"No, I get it." he said.

"I also know he'd do absolutely anything to keep me with him, and I do mean anything. I feel like he'd even kill me before he ever hands me over to anyone else". Zayn and I both let out a nervous laugh when I said this, I assume he realises I'm not exaggerating.

Zayn and I both turn around at the sound of harry talking to himself in his sleep again.

"so it's true" Zayn said, looking back at me.

"Yep, every night. I'm sure Louis was the one to tell you about that."

"Yeah, he probably told me more about Harry than he should have. Speaking of which, you really do look a lot like his sis-"

"No!" I exclaimed before he had the chance to finish. "let's not talk about that" I said, causing Zayn to laugh.

"Okay, okay, fine. That's some wierd ass Alabama shit right there." he said whilst looking at me teasingly.

"oh my gosh, shut up! It's not like that you wierdo! " I laughed, playfully pushing him.

The night went on, Zayn and I had a few more drinks, we were both tipsy for sure as we continued to laugh at each others stupid jokes. I was about ready to fall off the table with laughter when Harry walked in, looking deeply confused.

"Harry!" Zayn and I both exclaimed in unison.

"What are u guys doing- Kylie, are u smoking?" he looked at me questioningly.

"huh?" I said as Zayn and I both looked at the lit cigarette in my hand. "Oh, yeah, fuck." i said as a burst of laughter erupted from Zayn and I.