Three of Them (Zourry)

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Zayn's pov

"You killed people?!?" Harry yelled out, loud enough for us to get strange stares from other people in the bar.

"I'm in a drug organization, Harry. Of course I do." I replied lightly. Like killing people didn't mean a thing to me. Of course it did. The first time I did I felt so fucking guilty. I remembered Louis comforting me and we ate ice cream together. Huh, Louis had always been there. I owed him a whole lot of things.

Harry's eyes went wide.

"What? You fucking-" Harry was about to blow when Louis stopped him. He wrapped his arms around Harry and then kissed his cheek.

Okay, so, about these two having strings attached. I honestly didn't know how I felt. I meant, you already know I didn't like to be left out. Well, Louis had relationships before this, but something about this was just different.

It was almost like I had feelings for Harry. Which I didn't. I absolutely not. It was just that when we had the threesome, it was so perfect. It was like the three of us belonged together.

The sex between Louis and I had always been great. The threesomes we had, too. But this time, with Harry, it felt... fulfilling. It felt complete.

It was just a weird feeling. Watching them did couple-y things. Even though they actually had been doing stuff like that before they were 'officially dating'.

But I swallowed it and be cool.

As soon as Louis let Harry go, he was about to pounce on me, I swear.

"You actually would kil-" He yelled out, standing up, towering over me who was sitting down on the wheelchair. But again, he was cut off, this time by Liam.

"Ssh, Harry, tone it down a little. People can hear you." He was probably worried if anyone found him, an established Lawyer, hanging out with one of the most wanted drug criminals. They still hadn't found out who I was, though. They made a nickname for me, believe it or not, it was Mr. Handsome.

"I just-Do all of you know this?" He suddenly turned to the others, looking at them one by one. And yes, they knew that. All of them, even Patty. It might seemed rash for a drug lord to let his non mafia friends know who he was, but I trusted them all.

Normal people who knew what I do was these people, Eleanor, and, well, that was it. The circle ain't that big.

Harry was looking at them, and they didn't say a word. None of them answered the question he asked. So Harry could conclude for himself.

"Whoa-I-I can't believe this..." He did look real shocked. But he sat back down. Louis was about to wrap his arms around him, but Harry tossed it away. We sat in silence for a minute.

"I'm sorry." Oddly, that didn't come from my mouth. It was Louis. He looked guilty but calm. Why did he even apologize? It was my fault. Harry stayed silent.

"Nah, it's not his fault. It's mine, I'm sorry, Harry." I said, defending Louis. Harry sighed.

"Yeah. Okay. Let's just move past it." He said, I saw his hand reaching for Louis' as if he was feeling guilty for tossing away earlier. Louis held his hand back, a little tighter.

Well, unnecessary to say, it got a little awkward after that. So Liam took off, he said something about meeting a client early tomorrow. A few minutes later Niall and Patty went away too, they said they wanted to spend their night together or something like that.

That left me with only Louis and Harry. They looked so lovey dovey. And I just...

I felt awkward.