Little Me [Zerrie]

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perrie

My bedroom door suddenly flew open and Candy rushed over to me. "We need to hide!"

I didn't ask questions, I just followed after her. She held my hand as we raced downstairs and into the dark hallways of Zayn's estate. Candy opened the door to a closet and let me enter first.

"There's a little door in the very back behind all the heavy coats." she informed me. "Open the door and get inside. Hurry!"

I did as told and just like she'd said, there was a little door. I opened it and the space was dark. I thought it would be a small space but it wasn't. It was quite big actually. Candy came in after me and slammed the little door shut. We were blanketed in darkness.

"If I could just find the light..." she whispered to herself before switching on a light.

The hidden room we were in was a decent size but it was completely bare besides a couch, refrigerator, and a t.v. Why would they have this all set up? And why are we even in here?

"Candy, what's going o--" she quickly covered my mouth before I could finish.

"Shh! Do you want them to hear you?" she whisper-yelled. Candy took my arm and guided me away from the door.

"Sorry," I mouthed. "What's going on out there?" I whispered this time. Candy went back over to the entrance and quietly locked the door before coming back to sit on the couch with me.

Candy held my hand and I noticed that she was shaking in fear. "It's Des Styles and his buddies." she said. "He thinks that getting to people that mean something to his son, Harry Styles, will give him his power back."

"We mean something to Harry Styles?" I gasped. I've never even met him.

"No, not us. Zayn." she corrected me. "They're friends. Harry's got four that he's close to."

"Who?" I asked.

She whispered the names, afraid that whoever was out there would hear us. "Zayn, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, and Niall Horan."

I recognized the names. Jesy, Leigh, and Eleanor had been Chosen by them. "Are they dangerous like Harry?"

She shrugged. "I'm not sure. When they come over, they seem just like your everyday douchebags." I giggled at the word she used. "But I don't know if they're dangerous-dangerous."

"Does Zayn know what Des Styles is trying to do?"

She nodded. "That's why he set up this place." she gestured to the hidden room we were sitting in. "Although, I think he just set it up to protect himself."

"I figured."

When I first met Zayn yesterday, I didn't think he was that bad of a bloke. I even liked him, actually. He was nice, funny, and somewhat easy to talk to. But I don't think of him that way anymore. Not after what he did to me today. I could never and will never forgive him.

Candy frowned at my response and then said, "Why don't you get some rest? You've had a very long day."

I nodded in agreement. Candy patted her lap so I could rest my head in it. I did as instructed and laid down on the couch, leaving my head in Candy's lap. I felt her gently stroking my purple hair and I imagined that this would be what a mother would do. I hardly remember mine.

zayn

I got out of that restaurant and into my car as soon as Harry called me. The only thing he said was, "He's back." before hanging up and I knew exactly what that meant.

The deranged father of Harry Styles is on the loose.

"Whoa, mate! Are you alright?" I asked when I saw Harry. He looked out of breath and tired.

He shrugged. "More or less. My father is back, Zayn. He's f*cking back!"

"I know, I kno--" I was distracted by three cars speeding into Harry's driveway. Liam, Louis, and Niall jumped out and ran to us.

"You alright, Styles?" Niall asked, rushing to his side.

Harry pushed him off. "Don't baby me, Niall. I'm fine for f*cks sake!" the curly-haired boy snapped.

Niall sassed him right back. "If you're 'fine' then why did you call all of us?"

"He's back, I told you that." Harry snapped once more. "We need to find a way to send him back to jail quickly. He'll destroy everything I've worked so hard to build."

I stepped in. "He can't get is power back just at the snap of his fingers, Harry. He'll need to do a lot more than that--"

"And he will do a lot more than that." he interrupted. "Don't you guys get it? He will stop at nothing to take everything I have any relation to or taken any part of. He'll ruin me, all of you, everything we've worked for, everything we've cared for--hell, I wouldn't be surprised if he wiped out the human race!"

Louis tried to calm down everyone before things got out of hand. "Okay, let's not get a big head about this--"

"Don't tell me what to f*cking do, Louis! I thought you all would help me with this but clearly you won't. So fine then! I'll figure something out on my own." Harry bellowed and headed for the front door to his home.

"Harry, wait!" Liam called. "We'll help you, we're just thinking out loud, okay? We'll help you right now. C'mon, we'll all brainstorm."

Harry shook his head. "I can't. I have to get to a business meeting."

"You bringing your Slut? I'm sure everyone would like to meet her. She's making front-page news on every magazine!" Niall exclaimed.

Harry sighed and lowered his head. "Yes, I'm taking her with me."

"Is she good in bed? I may just have to take a whack at her." Louis said and turned to us. "Mine won't cooperate." Louis complained.

"F*ck off!" Harry jabbed. "You have your own Slut. She does what you want her to, no questions asked." and with that, he turned and walked away.

"He seems really spooked about all this." Niall commented as the four of us walked back to our cars.

I looked at him like he was insane. "Who wouldn't be?! Des Styles is out of jail!"

Liam disagreed to this. "Not for long. Harry will send him back once we come up with a plan."

"Not if I can help it." we heard a low voice say from behind us.