Little Me [Zerrie]

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zayn

"Not if I can help it." we heard a low voice say from behind us. The four of us spun around and were face-to-face with Des Styles himself. "I'd like to talk with you fellas."

"We don't wanna talk with you." Liam snarled, clenching his fists.

Des rolled his eyes. "Be still, Payne. Remember what happened the last time your anger got the best of you? Oh right, you probably don't because I gave you a concussion!"

Liam recoiled but he was still mad as hell. I spoke up before things got out of hand for Liam and Des. "What do you want, Styles?"

His cocked his head towards me. "Like I said earlier, Zayn. I want to talk with you all."

"About what?" I snapped.

Des looked annoyed. "Mind your tongue, Malik. It'll only make things worse for you." he threatened and then added, "And your estate too."

I took an angry step forward. "What did you do?" I demanded to know.

"Patience, Zayn, patience. You'll just have to wait and see until you return home." the anticipation set me on edge.

"I swear, if you touched anything or anyone--" I sneered.

"Like who? Your maid? Your Slut? If you don't watch what you say, I'll send them both back to the SI right along with your sisters." Des warned and I took a step back.

My sisters had been sent to the SI nearly six years ago. It was all my fault too which only makes me feel even worse about myself. Harry caught them talking about women's rights and he sent them straight to the Institution. There wasn't a thing I could do to save them. Harry promised me that it was for the best.

I haven't seen or heard anything from them since.

"What do you want to talk about then, Styles? Go on, spit it out." Louis stepped in.

Des leaned in close to us. "Now I'm only going to say this once, but I want to let you all know that my offer will stand."

"What offer?" Niall was starting to get annoyed as well as the rest of us.

"C'mon Des, just get on with it." Liam added.

Des sighed and began speaking. "I'm willing to give you four a chance to help me take down my son. I know you boys are smart and will fight for what you want til the end. So join me, and we can defeat my son."

"We'd never join you." Niall spoke for all of us.

"And why not? And don't tell me because Harry is your friend." Des turned to Liam. "He had your dog shot because the damn thing shit on his lawn," he turned to Niall. "He tells you all the time that you'll never amount to anything." he turned to Louis. "He put your parents in jail for trying to keep their baby girl a secret." lastly, he turned to me. "He sent your sisters to the SI. If you call that friendship, then you all are sick."

The lads and I let that sink in for a moment. Des, in some ways, is right. Harry doesn't treat us like we're his friends half the time. But only we know that he just has trust issues and doesn't know how to handle things correctly. Of course I was mad that Des had mentioned my sisters, but I wasn't going to let it get to me.

"How do you know all that? You were in jail while all that happened." Liam stated.

Des paced in front of us and it kind of scared me. He looked as if he was plotting something right there on the spot. "I have my people."

"Yeah? Well you and your 'people' don't know shit." Liam spat. "We're never joining you. C'mon boys, let's head on out."