Her Name, Was Trouble

Rejection, confusion, and anger

   *HARRY'S POV

"Wait back up, BRANDON'S HOUSE?!?!!!" I was shocked.

"You know where he lives? Your name is his password? Is he dangerous? I know someone named Brandon. Did you call the fire department? Is he even there? I thought he was nice to you! Do you have any idea that we could be arrested?!?! Are you sure that was his house? What did he ever do to you?! What if he's dead? What if someone saw us? Do you know what time it is? Do you-" I got cut off.

"Harry...JUST SHUT UP!!!!" said Zoe. "Your just like..," she stopped,".. just like ana."  

I looked down she must still be hurting, I mean if one of the lads were murdered I'd be devastated,and furious as hell.

"Go home Harry, none of this involves you,IT. NEVER. DID." she said gritting her teeth in anger.

"If it didn't involve me why am I here right now? Why did you tell your past? What do I have to do to show you that I am here right now!!! Look I'm trying to help you!" I shout.

Why is she so oblivious to the fact that I want..no need to help her.

"I NEVER SAID I NEEDED HELP. but you know what would help me? You, out of my fucking face!!!! GET. OUT. OF. MY. LIFE!!!!! "Zoe looked furious while saying those last words.

I shook my head. I know that she needs help. It's probably alcohol speaking for her right now..then again she'd probably do the same thing when she's sober. She won't remember this..I'll speak toher tomorrow.

As I walked away I heard her scream,"FUCK!!!", like she was having some kind of tantrum. I walked all the way to me and Liam's flat. I knew he was already fast asleep...well most likely. I walk into my room and on my desk was a fortune cookie. Liam must of had Chinese food for dinner. He knows I love these things...the fortune I mean.

I opened the cookie and the paper said,

 "☺An angry man opens his mouth, and shuts up his eyes.☺"

I smirked, I just been through that situation. Well....Zoe has. I slid off my shirt and pants,brush my teeth and head to bed. I lay my head opon my pillow thinking, " Everything Zoe's had is gone....of course she feels pain and anger,.Her sister, parents...Ana; all of them...gone."

I groan I won't sleep tonight....

ZOE'S POV

I can walk myself home. I don't need stupid Harry, Ana, I don't need anyone. I can take care of myself.

They can ALL kiss my wrist if they think I'm gonna ball up and cry. I don't need fucking pity. Not at all.

"Aye beauty, do ya need a ride?" 

"Fuck off."

The disgusting guy came closer. "I wouldn't come closer if were you." I threaten. The guy pulls out a pocket knife.

"This is how this is gonna go. Your not gonna run, be smart, or fight. You don't tell me what to do I'm the one with the knife, so you-"

"Piss off you little fucker,I"m not gonna be smart or run, imma fight, put up your dukes man, 'cause I"d really like to see you try ta hurt me. You'll be going home with broken bones...well, if you make it home."

The man scowled. My sister,Layla, taught me how to fight. I remember the basics, ha basics can take this guy down.

1.) Talk introduce yourselves, boast, and pull their strings

and

2.)Have a comeback ready, when they fire one back down hit them, us ladies don't start fights, but we sure as hell finish them.

The man punched, I dodged rolled and tapped his shoulder. Thank god for my agility and speed. He turns I punched....and punched.....and punched... you get the idea.

I knocked him out cold. IA short and quick fight, no need to waste my energy. I drag him to the nearest tree, grab his pocket knife and both of his arm sleeves and stab both sleeves into the tree. He'll be waking up hurting. I smirked. I continued my walk home.

When I reach my apartment its 7am. Fuck it. I'm going to sleep........

12:57pm

"Ugh!" I woke up. Last night was craaaaazy. I began getting up. Wait. Last night.....

Ana's death, my past...Harry?

"Freaking god no." I groaned. It all happened.

I fought with Harry about?...BRANDON'S HOUSE?!?!?!

"Oh shit MS.Taylor gonna be beyond pissed." I said to myself.

Diana.....murder? She's.......dead.

I probably look like an idiot...staring into space..frowning. Sadness washed over me.

No, I will NOT give into sadness. My time for moping is over.

Regection...confusion...anger?Those were the only feelings I remember.

"I have a feeling that I fucked things up......big time."

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