Three of Them (Zourry)

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Louis' pov

It was a long and tiring day, honestly. The hospital was so busy. There was a car crash involving 5 cars. Most of the victims were in need of intensive medical attention. I had actually performed ten surgeries today. That was a record.

I glanced at my watch. 11.30 pm. 5 and a half hours past my shift. No wonder I was tired. I went to the cafeteria to get drinks, and I saw Harry talking to a blonde girl.  She was kinda hot, I loved the way her hair looked.

They seemed so into whatever they were talking about. She said something and Harry laughed at it. My stomach churned in jealousy, but I shrugged it off.

I quickly ordered a drink and went to Harry's table.

I sneaked up behind Harry, grabbing his shoulder to surprise him. And he was actually surprised. His body flinched and he let out a mannish scream.

He turned around to see me and he looked relieved.

"Louis, you shocked me!" He protested dramatically as he hit me on my stomach jokingly.

"Sorry, babe. Who's this beautiful lady, huh?" I asked.

"Oh, Louis, this is Taylor, my best friend. Taylor, this is Louis, one of the guys I told you about." He introduced. So he had been talking about me, eh?

"One of the guys? Geez, Harry, how many guys do you fuck?" I commented. He slapped me lightly on my shoulder.

"Oww, baby." I complained. Taylor laughed at us.

"Just you and Zayn, honey. Just you and Zayn." The curly lad replied somewhat annoyedly. I smiled and ruffled his hair. I dragged a chair and sat with them.

We talked and chatted, Taylor seemed nice, she had this view of the world I hadn't seen before. Kinda inspiring.

Soon enough we realized that it was really late, Taylor said she needed to go back to her hotel and have some rest. So, Harry and I were going home too.

"You like Taylor?" He asked as we walked hand in hand to the parking lot. My lambo had been parked there for days. Since we left to the safe house.

We got into the car and drove off to my place-our, place. The drive was short. We listened to some music from the speakers. Harry talked about his meeting with Kendall. I was glad they're all good.

We got there and got out and into the building. We took the elevator and we got to my place.

When I opened the door, my whole place looked so different. There were cabinets and drawers that I didn't own. There were some paintings and even a fur rug on the floor.

On the sofa, Zayn was sitting there, watching the Tv.

"Zayn?" I called, he turned his head to us and smiled happily. He ran towards us, grinning so widely.

"Welcome home, boyfriends!" He cheered happily. I smiled, Harry closed the door and then the three of us just hugged. We pulled apart and took turn kissing Zayn's lips.

After we kissed, Zayn had a mischievous look on his face. He took something from his pocket and showed it.

The fucking cage.

Just when I thought we could be a normal happy couple who lives together and greet each other at the doorway with a kiss.

Oh, well, normal was overrated anyway.

"Don't forget about this, darling." He smiled wickedly as he displayed the metal device in front of my eyes. I rolled my eyes. My eyes stared at that torture device.