ONE THOUSAND AND FIFTY FOUR WORDS.
Blue's P.O.V
I wake up in an unfamiliar room with the sun beaming through a crack in the curtain.
I remember we went back to his place for some drinks but nothing else really happened.
I go to sit up slightly to find an arm tightly wrapped around my waist, at first I'm confused, but quickly remember last night's events making me turn bright red.
"Harry, don't deny it, you were literally referring to yourself as 'daddy', it's not a big deal,"
"Okay, say I hypothetically did that, and what?"
"Well I don't really mind. It was kind of hot."
Harry quickly grabbed me by the hips and pulled me back towards his chest.
"Good to know you like it princess, cause you'll be moaning it underneath me soon enough kitten."
My phone ringing causes me to spring out of trance and reach out to grab it on the dresser.
"Hello?"
"B-Blue? Where are you?"
Zayn answers with a shaky voice panting a bit, but I don't really acknowledge it.
"I'm with a friend," he begins to groan and my eyebrows furrow as I get out of Harrys grip, waking him up. "Z? What are you doing? Is everything okay?"
I hear a few thuds and more groans, followed by laughter. It sounds just like Ricky's.
Shit.
"I'm coming Zayn, stay there." I speak confidently into the phone, I begin putting on my shoes when a hand is placed on my shoulder.
"Blue? What's wrong?" Harry asks softly, removing his hand to pull up his jeans and throw on a shirt.
"Z-Zayns in trouble, I have to go get him, its R-Ricky." I explain quickly grabbing my jacket and heading for the door.
"I'll drive you, where is he exactly?" He asks grabbing his keys and following beside me. I pull out my phone and bring up the find my my iphone app, putting in Zayns serial number and waiting for it to load.
"He's somewhere between school and the mall," Harry nods and jumps into the car the same time I do.
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We jump out of the car and Harry looks around while I look down to Zayns phone location.
"He's over this way," I begin walking towards where the app says he is and hear more laughter which causes my stomach to drop.
"Ever had sex with a guy terrorist? Tonight's your lucky night," I hear as I get closer.
"Please just leave me alone, I-I won't tell anyone." I hear Zayn beg and begin jogging towards the voices. I turn on my phone light as I see them.
"What the fuck, do you think you're doing Ricky?! You can harrass me but not my fucking friends!" I yell out as Ricky does his belt back up looking angry.
"Oh nothing, just having a wee chat with the terrorist here." He says laughing maniacally, I run to Zayn and help him up, not looking at him.
"What the fuck is your problem Andrews?" I hear Harry say as I lift my phone torch to Zayns face, dropping it and gasping.
"We need to get Zayn to a hospital. Like now." I near demand Harry, trying to lift Zayn. I hear slamming and grunting.
I turn to see Harry beating the shit out of Ricky. My eyes widen as I see Harry hold Ricky tightly around his neck, he begins turning purple as Harry slams him against the fence. I jump back but continue watching.
"Harry, that's enough."
Nothing.
"Harry! Stop!"
Nothing.
"Fucking hell Harry!" I run over to them and take Harry by suprise pushing him over so he drops Ricky, who drops to the ground and gasps for air.
"What the fuck Blue?!" Harry yells looking down at Ricky with disgust.
"H-Harry, you were gonna kill him, a-and I-"
"So fucking what?!" He roars a lot louder, my eyes widening as he looks towards me with a harsh glare, he begins to walk towards me and I flinch.
"Please don't hurt me." I close my eyes tightly and look down, not thinking about what I just said.
Once I realise what I just said I slowly open my eyes and look at Harry, who looks hurt and confused.
"B-Blue, I wouldn't- I never- You think I would hurt y-" He asks softly, just as we hear a scream of pain.
We both look over to Zayn who Ricky is standing over with a bloody pocket knife, he smirks at us and runs away.
"Zayn!" I scream as tears pour down my eyes and I sit next to his slightly limp body, watching him hold his stomach.
"B-Blue, he-help me. Please."
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Shock and numbness courses through me as I sit in the waiting room with Harry sitting opposite me.
So far Harrys been taking in all the information we get from Zayn and answering questions from police because I can't really hear much.
We've been told Zayn is in a critical condition and is taking longer than usual to become stable.
"Blue?" I hear Harry speak and slowly look up to him with a blank face, he's holding out a plastic cup of water, I grab it and thank him taking a small sip.
"So, they said we can go and see him in ten or so minutes,"
"But he's in a critical condition?"
"Yes, but it's time to say goodbye Blue."
"Goodbye?"
"He's going to die Blue."
I suddenly sit up and look around to see I'm still in the waiting room, a hand is on my shoulder and I look to who it is to find Harry.
"Everything okay? Well, apart from the obvious." Harry asks kindly looking into my eyes, I exhale and nod rubbing my face.
"He's stable Blue," I snap my eyes back to him "he's asleep but he's stable, and we can go see him."
I smile and hug Harry tightly, he tenses like usual but then hugs me back, he pulls back and puts a piece of hair on my face behind my ear.
"Let's go see how he's going Blue."
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i fridging suck ik
here take this update and saviour her
this book nearly has 800 reads and idk what to do with myself wth
poor z :O
-beck.
