ONE THOUSAND AND THIRTY SEVEN WORDS.
Blue's P.O.V
(2 weeks later.)
Me and Zayn were sitting in the cafe down the road from the park, it had been a week since I was released from the hospital and Zayn was always with me since.
He had come to my hospital room everyday after he was told I was there, just to make sure I was still alive.
I was fine, just a mild concussion but that was all.
After Harry left he visited me a few times, he would check on me, chat for a bit and then leave.
"Blue." Zayn's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, I looked to him and raised a brow.
"Can you please tell me why Harry thinks I'm going to hate him? I mean, he was a dick, but I thought we sorted that." He said taking a sip of his hot tea.
Zayn had been asking about this since Harry brought it up, but I didn't really want to tell him. I was embarrassed.
"Uh, I'll tell you when we get hom-"
"Blue, you've said that for the past week, please just-"
"Zayn. No. This is personal and I would really appreciate it if I could- ... I'm sorry, I just- could we please do this at home please?" I asked watching Zayns shoulders drop as he nodded.
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The trip home was quiet, but not an uncomfortable quiet. I was thinking about how he would react and Zayn was focusing on the road.
"Tea or coffee?" Zayn asked from the kitchen, I sat up straight and looked towards where he was.
"Tea please,"
Zayn finished up with our drinks in the kitchen and bought them into the lounge cautiously, making sure to not spill them on the floor.
He set mine infront of mine on a coaster, I mumbled a quick thank you and picked it up taking a sip as he sat down in the chair next to mine.
"So, Harry left in quite a hurry when I got there, yeah?" Zayn asked chuckling a bit, I sunk into the couch slightly preparing myself to explain everything that happened after his accident.
"Blue?"
"Yeah?"
"Could you please just talk to me? I would really love if there was some light shed on this, that way I might be able to understand why he's being so strange and thinks I'll kill him." Zayn explained, I took a deep breath reminding myself I could bullshit my way out of this, but I couldn't lie to my best friend.
"Zayn, you may wanna swallow the drink in your mouth before I tell you all of this." I suggested with a small smile, his eyebrow raised as he swallowed his drink and put his cup back down.
"So, I want to tell you now, you have to stay calm and let me finish Z."
"Yes okay, whatever I know your stalling Blue."
We both laughed quietly, I took one last sip before beginning to explain.
"So while you were away, me and Harry, got quite- uh, close? I guess. Too close basically if you know what I'm saying," Zayns eyes widened and he was about to cut me off but I raised my hand stopping him.
"Wait until I'm finished."
He nodded and I continued.
"Um, well, long story short he really hurt me and, this is really hard t-to talk about Z, s-sorry." My voice became shakey and rubbed my thighs to try and calm myself down. Zayn put his hand on my shoulder and gave me a look of sympathy.
"Basically he made me feel like a used, cheap, whore. And then told all his mates behind my back, and yeah, I th-think that's a-all." I explained knowing I missed alot.
I looked up at Zayns face to see him looking deep in thought, he then stood up, hugged me tightly and whispered something.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you Blue. Nobody should ever treat you l-like th-that." A sob cracked through his body, I stood up so I was hugging him properly and rubbing his back up and down.
"Zayn? Why are you crying?" I asked quietly, he pulled back and looked me in the eyes.
"You're dad told me to look after you Blue, and I failed miserably. I'm so so sorry Blue." He cried again, hugging me even tighter than before.
He stopped crying after about 5 minutes and then I felt his muscles tense under my soft palms, he pulled away from me and walked over to the door.
"Zayn? What are you doin-"
"Harry."
"What?"
"Harry! This is all his fault! I'm going to beat the shit out of him!"
He quickly grabbed his keys off the table next to the door and left before I could utter another word, I quickly sprung into action and tried calling him. No answer. Then I called Harry.
"Blue?" He asked through the phone. There was loud music in the back, but I also heard someone say 'no fucking way'.
"Harry, wherever you are you need to leave now." I explained rather quickly, as my heart beat went faster.
"I can't really hear you and I'm a little tipsy, hold on." I heard him moving to a place where the music wasn't as loud with the sound of a door closing.
"Now, something about where I am?"
"You need to leave, like now."
"Blue, why? I just got here and it's only.. nine fifty-six?"
"Harry, I told him, I told Zayn and he's angry and coming for you, you need to leave. I mean it, I'm not gonna tell you again."
I hung up and sat on the couch anxiously waiting for Zayn to get back saying he couldn't find him.
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About five minutes after calling Harry I heard the doorbell so I quickly got up off the couch and unlocked the front door for Zayn.
"Zayn you don't need to knock you have a k-" I stopped my sentence as my eyes widened and my eyebrows furrowed.
"Hello Morrison."
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who's dis
im so sorry for not posting
but thank u for the much needed break
i loVe u all and y'all deserve chapters so here's one
- beck.
