Going Bad A Zayn Malik Fan FIc

Ch. 8

**Harry's P.O.V**

When Abby said Dylan's name my blood boiled and my jaw clenched. The sound of his name makes me want to go murder him. My fist were clenched. I tried not to show Abby my anger from when she said his name. "Why is he calling?" I asked. I asked a little to harsh. "I-I don't know" she said. She places the phone down on the table. She moved her hands to push a strand of hair away. By just looking at her hands she was shaking of fear. The phone kept ringing. "I'll answer" I said. I was about to reach for the phone but Abby stopped me. "No. Don't" she said moving my hand away. "Why? Abby you know what he did. He needs to know to stop calling you" I said a little loud. "No-" Abby was interrupted by the waiter coming to drop our food off. "Thanks" Abby said. "Why won't you let me answer?" I asked. The phone stopped ringing then started ringing again. "Because if he knows I'm hanging out with you, he'll want to come look for me and try to hurt me again" She whispered. I nodded. "Just let it ring" I said. We both started to eat our food. We had a conversation of random topics like we always did. We laughed at the most stupidest things ever. This is what I like about Abby. She knows how to keep a conversation going and how to make me smile. But what hurts me is that Zayn wants her. And I won't let that happened.

We had just finished eating. I beat Abby to the check so I payed. We were driving back to Abby's place. "Can I crash at your place tonight?" I asked her. "Is that why you have a duffle bag?" Abby asked. I looked at her and nodded. "What happened now?" Abby asked. "Parents." I said. I pulled into Abby's drive way. I pulled the keys out of the ignition and got out. "Thanks for letting me stay" I said. "No problem Harry. You're like family. I would do anything for you" she said opening the front door.

**Abby's P.O.V**

We were laying on the couch watching TV. Harry's legs were onto of mine. His head on a pillow while snores left his mouth. I got up and kneeled next to him. "Harry" I shook him. "Harry go to the guest room" I said shaking him again. Harry groaned and got up. "What time is it?" He asked rubbing his eyes. "I don't know" I said. "Thank god it's only Saturday" I said starting to walk up the stairs. I got to my room and just changed from my long sleeve to a t-shirt. I made sure the door was locked and turned off the lights. I got into my bed and tried falling asleep. Right when I close my eyes theres knock at the door. I sighed and got up. I unlocked the door to see Harry standing right in front. "Yes Harry?" "Is it okay if I sleep in your room?" Harry asked looking away. "Why ca-" "just for the comfort?" Harry cut my off. I sighed and nodded. I opened the door wide open so he could step in. I closed it and locked it again. As I turned around to walk back to my bed I see Harry laying there. "Um no you're sleeping on the floor" I said pointing to the ground. "No I rather sleep up here" Harry said numbing. "Harry I'm not sleeping in the same bed as you!" I said pulling his leg. "Well I rather not wake up with a hurting back and neck" Harry said changing positions. "Well I rather not wake up to seeing your face!" I went to the side of the bed and took a pillow and hit him. It was no use he was still laying there.

As I turned around to sleep on my little couch I have I felt two strong arm wrap around me and pull me to the bed. "And I rather not have you wake up to a aching back either" Harry said pulling me next to him. I sighed. He pulled up the covers and pulled me a little closer. One arm wrapped around my waist and the other rubbing my back. "I love you Abigail" I heard Harry whisper.

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Abby's P.O.V

I woke up to two strong arms around me. I felt warm than I usually did since they were wrapped around me. At first I was confused but then I remember Harry staying the night. I looked at my clock and read 7:05AM. Good, gives me time to make breakfast. I tried to get out of Harry's grip but it was no use. Every time I tried to escape he pulled me back. "Where you going?" I heard Harry mumble. "To make breakfast" I responded trying to free myself again. "No you're keeping me warm" Harry said pulling me closer. "I'm hungry though" I whined turning on my side to face him. "Then we'll go out to eat" Harry suggested. I huffed and just laid back down. I could use some extra sleep.