Five Against One

One on One

Chapter 5

"Run run run away

Run away baby

before I put my spell on you"

I bop my head along to the beat and hum as I walk down the street.

My headphones are ripped out and I sigh, uh today really?

"Hey bitch." Zayn says and I sigh again.

"Hello Zayn." I say rolling my eyes. "And what did I do to deserve the pleasure of having you in my presence on this fine day?" I say sarcastically and he smirks.

"I don't believe your little story you told today." he says and I frown.

"Well that's what happened." I say and he laughs.

"Show me the mark." he says and I get confused.

"What?" I say and he frowns.

"I said show me the fucking mark you dumbass." he says rolling his eyes.

"No, I'm not allowed to take the bandage off." I say and he reaches for my neck but I dodge him.

"Show me you little bitch!" he half screams and I shake my head no.

"It could get infected!"

He grabs me behind the neck with one hand and rips the bandage off with the other causing me to cringe.

"No fucking way." he says quietly poking the stitched up wound causing me to whimper in pain. He chuckles and I try and cover my neck.

"What's so funny about your monkey trying to kill me?" I say and he looks at me with narrowed eyes.

"Harry didn't do this, you did." he says and I look at him.

"Oh yes Zayn, because I like to stab myself, in my own neck, in front of people I hate, after being brutally attacked by mentally ill sociopaths, oh yes makes perfect sense." I say and he laughs.

"You think you're so fucking clever." he says and I roll my eyes. He leans in close to my ear.

"You think I have no idea, I know all about your wrists Kale, you aren't fooling anyone. Harry probably upset you and you probably pulled out one of your shiny razor blades and sliced your neck open. You tried to get some attention and hoped Harry would feel bad for you, and once he saw how lonely and pathetic you were he would sweep you off your feet and fall in love with you." he says in my ear and I shiver, feeling his breath on my neck. "Well I can tell you one thing, Harry isn't that dumb and you will never be loved." he says and I push him off of me.

"Think what you want." I say and I frown. "But I know what your little monkey did to me." I say and Zayn laughs.

"Seeya later bitch." he says and walks away. I shake my head and start down my street again.

I come up to my house and see a strange car.

Shit!

I take a shovel from the garden, (I know cliché but I have to protect myself somehow) and drop my backpack on the front steps. I unlock the door and quietly step in the house, hearing rustling in the kitchen. I tiptoe in and see a dark shadow.

I put my back up against the wall and pray as the footsteps get closer to me. the person rounds the corner and I swing the shovel into his stomach.

The person falls to the floor and grunts.

"Fuck!" he screams.

"Harry?" I scream back and his green eyes look up at me. "What the hell?" I scream and he uses the wall to help himself up.