Devilish

Chapter 26

The first place I went looking for Harry was the frat house. I almost threw the door down because of how hard I was knocking. A blonde guy opened the door and I asked him for Harry. He told me he hadn't been there since the party and didn't know where he was. 

Then I remembered. 

That night he told me he didn't really live here, only came sometimes.

"He never talks with us." The guy shrugged. "And no one wants to mess with him, so we just let him be."

"Well, thanks for your help." I said. "And sorry for the loud knocking."

I left the frat house, wondering where that asshole could be. God, the campus is huge, how am I supposed to find him? For fuck sake, when I didn't want to bump into him he suddenly appeared, and now just when I really want to find him he's nowhere to be found. Nice time for not being around, Styles. Ok, ok focus Raiza. Think... Harry wouldn't be at the library, nor the classroom since it was weekend. The cafeteria? No. I bet he wanted to be alone and went somewhere he wouldn't be disturb. If he's not at his frat house the other place he could be...

The gardens.

At this time of the day they're deserted but there are still a big amount of them. Let's narrow it down, which it's the further? Maybe the Sunset Lower Picnic Area. No, there could be someone playing some sports or something. Wait! Sycamore Park! YES!

I didn't know why but I had this feeling I would find Harry there.

What time was it?

I looked at my watch. 9:43 am. Ok, I still had a little more than an hour until my first class started. Thank God my classes start later today.

I headed over to Sycamore Park, and while I was walking over there all I could think of was on the bruises on Cam's torso. I felt disgusted and aghast at the thought of Harry beating Cam. The image of him lying on the floor moaning in pain and Harry smiling and enjoying it came to my mind. I tried to get it out of my mind but I couldn't. It replayed over and over again like a broken record, until the sight of two familiar guys came into my field of vision.

Harry and Niall.

As soon as I saw Harry my blood starting boiling again and all I could see was red. I was too angry to even care if Harry was dangerous or to even think about his reaction to what I was about to do. He and Niall were lying on the grass having what it seemed like an amusing chat, and they haven't noticed my presence yet.

I walked over to them at a steady pace. I was feeling sorry about Niall having to witness this, but I couldn't wait any longer. "How dare you to say that to Cam!?" I yelled at soon as I was closed enough to him.

"Wow, good morning to you too, baby." Harry said, lowering his sunglasses and with that annoying smirk on his obnoxious face, as if nothing had happened.

"Don't fucking joke with me!" I yelled at him again. "You threated him to stay away from me!?"

"You're in troubles, man. She caught you." Niall said, repressing a laugh. At least one of us was in a good mood.

"Shut the fuck up, Niall!" He glared at him making the blonde guy burst in laughter.

"Don't treat Niall like that! You were the one who fucked things up!" I said, sticking up for him. What is this thing with Harry thinking he can to yell anyone he wants? Isn't Niall his friend? You don't treat your friends like that.

"Yeah I told him to stay away from you, so what?" The curly haired boy said, putting on his sunglasses again. He put his arms on the back of his head and lay down again.

"Told? You beat the shit out of him! That's your definition of 'talking'!?" Harry sounded so nonchalant about the fact he had beaten up someone and left him lying on the floor half dead. "Why the fuck did you do that!?"

"He got in my way. If he was clever enough he would've listened to me." He shrugged.

"Is that your way of solving things? You're such a primitive human being!" I ran my hand through my hair. I couldn't believe what he was saying. "You're not better than Zayn."

"What?" He said, suddenly getting up.

"You heard me." I said, looking straight at him.

"Oh, so now you're going to hang out with Zayn?"

"Yes."

"I don't think that's a good idea, Raiza." Niall told me.

"Of course it is. It's a marvellous idea." Of course not. "What wasn't a good idea was thinking we could be friends. At least Zayn doesn't beat my friends up because they 'got in his way'."

"You're joking. You won't hang out with him." He said, laughing and looking at me as if I was delusional.

"Watch me." I said defiant, raising my eyebrow and smirking at him. "Bye Niall."

"Don't you dare to fucking walk away from me Raiza!" Harry yelled at me but I didn't turn around. I smiled so pleased with myself for having said everything to him. "Raiza!" I heard him scream once more, and this time besides keep walking I lifted my hand and flipped him off.

Burn in hell, Styles.

Now I just needed to find Zayn. It would be cool to finish listening to what he was saying. Like to know the whole thing. And then once I know everything I'll make my decision on whether to hang out with him or not.

In certain way Zayn has proved me he was sorry. First he had apologized with me and then he had defended me when Harry yelled at me. He had done everything people who are sorry do to gain your forgiveness, right? If I gave Harry a chance, why couldn't I do the same with Zayn? I mean, I gave that curly haired asshole a chance without him doing all those things and look what happened. Zayn had at least tried.

Where could my model-looking classmate be? I was clueless about the possible places he might go. Looking for him would totally be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

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*Ships names results*

Harry and Raiza: Haiza
Cam and Raiza: Caiza
Zayn and Raiza: Raiyn