ONE THOUSAND TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY FOUR WORDS.
Blue's P.O.V
"Were not here for that right now you two, I wanna know why you're with him now Blue." Zayn said growing impatient, I nodded and took a deep breath.
"I nearly g-got," I began to tear up and choke again. "fuck, I kn-knew I couldn't say it. Harry c-could y-you uh um-" I was interrupted.
"Hey, it's okay. I'll say it Blue." He said putting an arm around me pulling me to his side, Zayn giving us both a shocked look. I nodded into his side wiping tears away, Harry sighed.
"The bell had just rung at school and I wanted to talk to Blue, I saw her at the end of the hallway so I yelled after her. She acted like she couldn't hear me but I didn't care and kept walking after her, we went outside and she was walking down the street to here. I saw she had headphones on and she was looking down, which was a really bad idea because there was a road which sh-she nearly crossed looking down. I yelled after her not once, but twice in an attempt to stop her from getting h-hit by the truck that was coming down the road and not stopping. I ran up behind and pulled her off the road before she got hit by it." Harry explained slowly choking up as well, I looked up to see him blinking away tears in his eyes.
"Shit, Blue. I'm sorry I didn't know, and uh, yeah thanks Harry." Zayn speaks looking shocked. He motions for me to come to him so I stand up and run into his arms that always leave me feeling at home. I look over to Harry who looks rather uncomfortable, I stand up and look at Harry, then to Zayn.
"I think we all need to have a talk," I stated, they looked at each other. Zayn glared at Harry, so Harry just looked away. I shook my head at Zayn, who looked at me confused like he thought I didn't see him.
"Okay so what's been happening? Zayn told me bits about how you two never hung out in public so he got angry but I wasn't told anything else, Harry got anything to add on to that?" I asked looking over to Harry who looked very confused, he looked from me to Zayn.
"That's what you told Blue? You told her I didn't want to hang out with you in public?" Zayn shrugged looking away. "Well Blue, let me tell that what he's told is complete bullshit." Harry stated I whipped my head from Harry to Zayn, then back to Harry.
"What do you mean? Zayn wouldn't lie to me usually. Would you Zayn?"
"No! Of course not, so what I said isn't the full truth but it did happen."
"What are you talking about Zayn? We went to bowling and then mall about a week before you stopped all contact with me!" Harry explained, I took a deep breath, shaking my head into my hands. I stood up and headed to the kitchen to grab a drink.
"It's gonna be a long night."
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Many coffees later I had final put together the full story as to why all contact with Harry was stopped.
Harry and Zayn started hanging out only at Harry's place, playing video games and what-not. Zayn began to angry with the fact that all Harry wanted to do was sit at his house playing video games, he then began to worry if it was because he didn't want to be seen in public with him. Only for Harry to take Zayn bowling and then to the malls food court after for some food. Zayn was ordering his food which Harry gave him the cash for because they both wanted something different. Zayn briefly looked over to see Harry with a girl, who had platinum blonde hair, dark brown regrowth, very pale skin and a few freckles on her face. Zayn watched as Harry continued talking to the girl, who was smiling and laughing the whole time, then hugging him when she left to which Harry returned with a small kiss to the cheek. Zayn became annoyed at how he could be such a fuckboy to me, but so much more caring to the girl that approached him at the mall, so he gave Harry back his money without a word and went home. Zayn hadn't asked Harry any questions and he really should've.
"She was your sister?! Dude what the fuck! Why didn't you tell me?" Zayn asked after discovering that the girl, was in fact Harry's older sister, Gemma. Harry shrugged.
"You never asked Zayn, if you had asked who it was, I would've told you. Gemma isn't a big secret, I honestly thought you knew." Zayn shook his head, muttering curses under his breath. Zayn lied back on the couch and groaned, I held back a laugh at how much he sounded like a child, still angry that he just jumped to conclusions.
"Wait, so why did you never reach out to Zayn if you didn't think he was angry?"
"I did think he was angry, but not about me bumping into my sister at the mall."
Me and Zayn both shared the same confused look on our face as we looked to each other, Harry looked at the two of us looking at each other.
"Please stop communicating with each other through your eyes, very rude." Harry said, I looked to him and raised a brow to which he just smirked at, eventually laughing. I playfully rolled my eyes at his childish behaviour.
"What did you think I was angry at you for Styles? Don't tell me you de-filed my sister or I'll fucking kill you." Zayn stated to which Harry laughed at. "I'm not joking, if you even look at my sister, you're a dead man."
"Yeah alright, alright. I didn't even know you had sisters."
"Yet you expected I'd know you had one. Now why did you think I was angry."
"I thought you were angry with me because you couldn't pay for your meal so you thought I thought you were poor." Harry finally confessed. Zayn looked at him like he was fucking stupid, which wasn't fully incorrect.
"Oh my fucking- are you fucking serious Harry? Trust me, when you gave me the cash I was gonna tell you I had plenty of money, I just didn't want to turn down free food, so I saw the opportunity and took it."
"Zayn! What the hell!" I scolded, Zayn scratched the back of his neck as I glared at him for taking advantage of the situation he was in, I knew Zayn had a lot of money and he shouldn't do that considering he probably has more money than Harry.
"How do you have heaps of money? You don't even have a job." Harry asked I looked at Zayn who looked tired, he looked over to me with tired sad eyes.
"My daring Blue, could you please go make some more coffees, seems I've got a story to tell now." he spoke sadly, I furrowed my brows.
"Z, you really don't have to tell him this, it's up to you who you tell, you don't have to tell anyone that asks." I explained, Zayn nodded.
"I know Blue, now Harry." he turned to face him. "Did you know of the Bradford murderer in 2008?"
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frick sorry it's late as heck
i don't fully know where this stories going anymore tbh
i do but i can't think of how to lead in to it
that's it for chapter twenty eight folks
i love you all
-beck.
