Chapter 3: Never Zayn!

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 Liam's POV

The next day, Niall and I were hanging out in the park, seeing as we didn't have school. He was playing his guitar as I hummed along. He started to play 'Baby' by Justin Bieber, and we both started to sing along. We burst out laughing when he messed up a chord, we were still laughing when none other than Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson, and of course Harry Styles walked up to us. Niall wrapped an arm around my waist protectively.

"Awe! Looky Haz! The ugly blonde's protecting his baby boyfriend!" Louis cooed to his boyfriend.

I watched Niall's face as it crunched up in anger. "Don't you fucking call Liam a baby! He's more of a man than you!" Niall spat, his accent thick.

"I'll say what the fuck I want! That little baby couldn't hurt a fucking fly! And neither could you!" Louis spat back.

Niall went to jump up and I stopped him, "Not worth it, Nialler." I whispered.

"But Liam-" I cut him off, standing up myself, "Their really not worth it." As I said that I felt Harry's fist collide with my jaw. Before he could pull it back completely, I grabbed it, squeezing it until I heard a pop. I pulled my other fist back and slammed it down on his nose. Louis and Zayn watching in shock, Niall laughing hysterically.

"Y-you hit me!" Harry said in shock, "And I think you fractured my wrist!"

I smirked, Niall sobbed up from his laughing fit, "Told you not to call him a baby."

Louis ran to Harry's side, pulling a Kleenex from his pocket and putting it to Harry's bleeding nose, "Damn, you have a killer right hook."

I smirked, "I used to box."

Louis nodded, "No one has ever hit Harry before." Louis looked at Harry's nose, which was already bruising, he ran his fingers over the bone, Harry's slightly flinching, "It's not broke." He moved his hand to lift Harry's wrist, "Just sprained. Gotta say Liam, I respect you."

Harry nodded, "Even though you just hit me, I also respect you." He said.

Zayn cocked his head to the side, "Liam, go out with me?" He asked.

I gave him with a disgusted look, "I just fucking hit your friend and that's all you're fucking worrying about?!" I exclaimed, "Never, Zayn! I will never date you!" With that I pulled Niall away with me.

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