TROUBLE

Chapter 30 "Was Incredible"

"HARRY!"

He put his hand over mine.. "It's fine. Zayn knows what he's doing."

"Why aren't they wearing gloves?! This isn't boxing! This is kick boxing! That's basically street fighting!" I looked at Liam for help, but he only nodded before turning back to the match. This is all insane. What kind of club is this?!

I looked back at the ring. Zayn was still against the ropes taking hits. He took another hard hit to his side, and even from here I could hear his painful groan. "ZAYN!" I cried. "ZAYN FIGHT BACK!" Right as I was saying it the volume of the crowd went down, so my voice was the loudest, rising over everyone else's. They both froze. Jeremy stopped hitting Zayn and took a step back to look over the crowd. He heard me...he's looking for me. Zayn took his chance, delivering a heavy blow to Jeremy's cheek, followed by another to the chest. It seemed like something went off inside of Zayn causing him to continuously hit Jeremy every inch of his torso.

It was Jeremy's turn to hold his arms up in defense, but Zayn didn't give in. The force in his punches looked like he actually could've broken Jeremy's arms. The muscles in his back and arms contracted as he grabbed Jeremy's shoulders, bringing him down so he could knee him in the stomach. Jeremy clutched at his midsection, exposing his face again, and Zayn took advantage of his stupid mistake. Zayn punched him, breaking his nose, another time, leaving a deep red mark under his eye, and again, causing Jeremy to spit out a tooth.

I was in complete shock. He didn't even look like the same Zayn that I've been hanging out with. It was like he was possessed. I quickly glanced at Al and saw she was sitting on the edge of her seat with a hand over her mouth, like she was still worried about Zayn even though he was winning.

I turned my attention back to the match. "Oh my god," I mumbled under my breath. Jeremy tripped over his own feet and was now left defenseless on the matt. Zayn quickly jumped on top of him repeatedly punching him..I could see him saying something with each punch, but I couldn't hear over everyone shouting.

Suddenly Jeremy's voice was booming over the crowd, "OKAY! STOP!" The crowd went silent in a split second, trying to figure out if they heard right.

"Did he just talk?" I asked Niall.

He nodded, "I...I think he's surrendering...?" He looked at Harry and Liam, and I followed suit. They looked as surprised as he did.

"He can't be..." Liam said. "No one's ever surrendered before!"

"Jeremy's a fucking cowardly bitch who can't handle a couple fucking punches from little Zayn!" I spat. "He doesn't deserved to get let go! Zayn should finished the job and put him in a fucking coma!" They all gawked at my outburst, even a few of the people sitting around us turned to look at me. I blushed as I crossed my arms over my chest and turned my attention back to Jeremy yelling at Zayn to stop. That's when I heard Zayn's response.

"DID YOU STOP?!" He bellowed before punching him again, "HUH?" Another punch. "DID YOU STOP WHEN AUBRI TOLD YOU TO STOP?!" I looked at Harry. He wasn't even paying attention to me; he looked like he wanted to jump in the ring and hit Jeremy a couple times himself. "DID YOU?!" Zayn shouted again.

"PLEASE! STOP! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO AUBRI IS!"

He got another punch, "YOU PIECE OF SHIT! YOU DON'T EVEN DESERVE MY MERCY!" The ref jumped in now, pulling Zayn's shoulder to get him off of Jeremy. Zayn only pushed him away before crawling back to Jeremy. He got him a couple more times before 3 more people jumped into the ring to rip Zayn away. He flailed angrily against them, but they held on tight as they dragged him to the other side of the matt. Jeremy laid bleeding on the matt now, groaning in pain as he tried to pick himself up. No one helped him; no one seemed to be on his side, and that's exactly what he deserved.