I feel Zayn tense up and I look up at him, his jaw locked and eyes narrowed as he watches them.
"Audrey, get the FUCK away from him." Aubrey yells loudly again.
"He was asking for it!" She screeches back, causing everyone to wince at the pitch of her voice.
Harry chuckles and shakes his head before helping Niall up and dusting him off.
I just stare at the scene with wide eyes; how in the hell could she have pushed him or hit him so hard to make him fall over and break a table? She was so slim, and he was muscular as fuck, probably weighing 50 pounds more than her.
"Time to go." Zayn mutters in my ear before leading me out the doors and onto the sidewalk.
"Don't we need to see if Niall is-"
"Skank ass bitch." His frustrated, Irish voice interrupts me as the doors swing open behind Zayn and I.
"Get in the fucking car." Zayn growls at him lowly.
Everyone is silent as we make our way down the strip mall and back to the Excursion; the tension hot and heavy while I watch Zayn's hands clench into fists until his knuckles are white.
I slide into the back seat next to Niall after Harry had quietly told me to do so, as he took the passenger seat next to Zayn who was now driving.
The silence was thick, the only sound to be heard was the car speeding down the street as I bounced my knee up and down and Niall rubbed his temples in frustration beside me.
"So do you want to explain your fucking self?" Zayn boomed, shattering the silence and making us all jump. Besides Harry, he didn't even blink.
"Explain what?" Niall asks bluntly.
"She could've lost it. She could've went totally mad like last time."
"Okay? Well she didn't. So I think we just need to forget about it and-"
"Do you not see the risk here, Niall?!" Zayn shouts so loud that I hold my breath for a second. "Are you that fucking stupid to not see what could have and what could still happen?! See, you're just like Louis! You just do shit and don't even think about the fucked up things that could take place and fuck everything up!"
The silence is back after Zayn is done yelling. My eyes are wide and all I can look at is Harry, he's acting as if nothing is going on; just sitting there and staring straight in front of himself.
What does Zayn mean by all of this? What's going on? What's so serious about an ex girlfriend of Niall's, pushing him? Something is not right here.. this is too strange.
I glance over at Niall who is slouched forward, leaning his elbows against his knees and his sunglassed eyes staring down at his hands.
"I know you're smarter than this. You're not an idiot, Niall." Zayn's voice is calm now, but his words are confusing me more than ever.
What was even the big deal?
"I know." He nodded in agreement.
"What in the actual fuck did you even do?"
"She asked me if I wanted to go out sometime and I told her no." Niall said simply, shrugging his shoulders.
Harry snorted a laugh from the passenger seat and all of our eyes shot over to him.
"Oh yeah, you really told her no, didn't you?" He spoke and shook his head in amusement.
"The hell do you mean?" Zayn asks, his patience soon slipping once again.
