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One Thousand One Hundred And Ninety-Nine Words

Blues P.O.V

"What the hell? Zayn!" I yell and kneel down beside Harry, who's in hysterics, laughing his ass off and wincing at the same time, I hear footsteps behind me get louder, then a growl.

"What the hell is he doing here? And why is he on the floor?" Zayn asks as he kneels next to me rolling Harry onto his side harshly making me want to wince for him.

"Baby Blueeee, hey hotstuff," Harry laughs out, Zayn rolls his eyes and pulls him up wrapping Harry's arm across Zayn's shoulders, he looks to me as I stand and gives me a what now? look, I point towards the bathroom, I go in front of Zayn into the bathroom, Zayn brings Harry in and sits him on the counter.

"Can you go get one of my dads pints and fill it with water please Z?" I ask Zayn, he nods and leaves, Harry back is against the wall and he's laughing as he looks at his feet as they dangle above the floor, I go into the cabinet under the sink and pull out the first aid kit, grabbing peroxide and cloth, I look at his face as Zayn comes back in with the water, he hands it to Harry who nearly drops it, I lift it to his mouth telling him to drink it all, which he does.

"Shoot, Zayn I'm pretty sure I left my straighteners on in my room, could you please go turn them off?"

"Will you be okay alone with him?"

"Yes,"

Zayn nods and leaves, I put some peroxide on the cloth and look to Harry's face, he has small cuts on his eyebrow and lip, but a much deeper one on his cheek, I can't help but wonder what the hell happened.

"This is gonna sting," I warn before applying a small amount of pressure to his brow, he winces and flinches, pushing my hand away.

"That hurts."

"It'll hurt more if you get an infection, stop squirming."

He groans to himself before straightening up and watches me as I put it to his brow again, he hisses but stays still, I clean that wound and then clean the one near his lip, I look to the last deepest one and bite my lip.

"That one might need stitches Harry."

"It's fine I've had worse, carry on."

I slowly put it to his cheek, his jaw clenches and he inhales sharply so I pull away quickly, he grabs my wrist and pulls it back to his cheek.

"Just continue," Harry states seeming to be more sober, I nod and finish cleaning the wound, I look around his hairline and fine one or two more small scratches, I clean those then look into Harry's eyes, which are already looking at me.

"Do you have any more scratches? Injuries?" I ask looking around the visible skin, hands and face pretty much, he nods and slowly hops off the counter wincing, he slowly lifts his shirt off, I notice a massive already forming bruise near his hip and gasp, he turns and shows me his back, which have three smaller ones.

"Come with me and I'll get some ice packs." I explain and then help him hobble to the kitchen, I walk to the freezer and pull out all the ice packs we own, which is a total of three, I go behind him and pull his shirt up, two of the bruises on his back are quite close so I could put one to those two.

"OK, I only have three ice packs but these two-" I slightly touch them, "-are close together, so I'll put one over those two, one on the other bruise on your back, then the last one on the bruise near your hip." I explain he nods, I walk out to the lounge with the ice packs, with Harry following slowly behind, I motion for him to sit on the lazy-boy, he sits up in the chair so I can put the ice packs on his back, I tell him he can sit normally and then I place the last one on his hip.

"Uh, I'll be right back," I state rushing to Zayn, I find him lying on my bed in my room, he angles his neck to look at me, sitting up on his elbows he yawns and rubs his eyes.

"Hey Z, remember when you used to get those big bruises on your back? What helped those?" I ask, he furrows his brows, but then realization washes over his facial features.

"Usually I would ice my bruises, take advil and drink a lot of water. Don't know why I drank water, it felt like it helped I guess." he explains, I nod thanking him before going back to the bathroom cabinet grabbing advil, I then went to the kitchen and grabbed bottled water from the fridge, I walked back to see Harry in the same spot and position I left him in.

"Here take these," I instructed handing him the advil and water, he reached up and took the water, I put the advil in his other hand, he quickly took the advil and put the water down, I shook my head handing it back to him.

"Drink it all, now, you need to get sober so I can drop you home." he laughed quietly and nodded finishing the water, I watched as his adams apple went up and down the more he drunk, then I realised it would be awkward if he saw me staring at him, so I looked away, I heard a yell from Zayn, sighed standing up and headed to my room.

I walked in and Zayn was lying down, fast asleep, he had the same face from when he had a nightmare this morning and I immediately rushed over to his side shaking his gently, he woke up gasping for air, tears poured from his eyes but he didn't sob, as he was trying to catch his breath, I hugged him tight and heard him begin to sob.

"Shh, it's okay, it was just a dream Z,"

"How did you know I was having one? You were downstairs with Harry.."

"You yelled out in your sleep, I don't know what you said, but I heard you yell and came straight up."

He nodded against me, I pulled back and looked into his eyes, wiping his cheeks, you could tell this 'bad boy' was broken just by looking into his beautiful hazel orbs, I offered a small smile, he smiled back and pulled me back into another hug, I heard someone clear their throat and looked up to see Harry at the door with a smirk on his face.

"Sorry didn't mean to interrupt," he explained not sounding sympathetic at all, Zayn began laughing and so did I, he looked at us with confusion, this had happened so many times with me and Zayn, everyone assumed we were dating and it was the funniest thing ever.

"Trust me Styles, you didn't interrupt anything, not between me and Blue."

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boring im sorry

dont you just wish zayn could be ur bff

same

soz it's late

posting tomorrow

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