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14. "I don't want to fix you."

Zayn

 

We all decided to take my car, since I was the one who received the instructions from the bartender, and Louis was a slow ass driver.

And Harry… well, he probably would have crashed us before we even left the street.

Louis, of course, felt the constant urge to comment on every single thing on the street, nagging about us taking too long, or how no one should ever be allowed to live in the middle of nowhere, because it was too quiet, or too dark, or too whatever.

This was Louis, he always had to complain about something.

Harry silently stared out the window, but I could tell he was uneasy as I was about this whole thing.

This place was more of a prison than anything; surrounded by nothing, drowning into the endless darkness of the night.

It was gigantic, of course, but it was too big for two people to live in it.

It looked cold, soulless, and I found myself frightened at the thought of her coming anywhere near this place, let alone, living in it.

Two cars were parked outside, one of them being hers.

The house was mostly lit, except for a lone chamber, at the very end of the house’s height.

It looked like a basement.

The basement which he had her imprisoned in.

That fucking sick bastard.

“ Zayn?” Harry looked at me, worry shielding his green eyes. I hadn’t realized my fists were formed by my side, until he stared down at them, before meeting my raged gaze.

“ Mate, if we’re going to do this, we need to be rational. Breaking into his house and beating the crap out of him won’t do us any good.”

“ Seems good to me.” He put his palm onto my chest, bringing all my movement to a halt, as he looked me dead in the eyes.

“ Listen, mate, I know you’re worried and this must make you feel like crap, but going crazy won’t do shit for her, alright? It will only anger her husband and God knows what he’s capable of, so lets just think about this, yeah?” Louis was now standing next to Harry, looking at me worriedly. I let out a long breath, hesitantly nodding. My eyes then returned to examine the residence, seeing an unfamiliar female figure, walking around in what looked like a bra. I squinted my eyes slightly, wanting to identify that godly figure. That figure, put her long hair into a ponytail, before shaking its head to itself.

She then looked out the window, for a split of a second, before closing the curtains.

I blankly watched as the curtains closed shut, one at a time, leaving us with nothing.

“ What the fuck?” Harry and Louis whispered in unison, as I took cautious steps towards that dreadful house. And that was when the front door opened, and the three of us ran to hide behind the car.

“ Shit, shit, shit.” I hissed.

“ I’ll take the trash out.”

Wait.

That was her voice.

That melodic, beautiful, captivating voice.

I tilted my head upwards slightly, seeing as she closed the door behind her, walking our direction. She came into the light revealing her busted lips, and a massive purple bruise surrounding her left eye.

“ Come out, come out, wherever you are.” She whispered, as I revealed myself, followed by Louis and Harry.

“ What the fuck is that? What happened? Are you okay?” I subconsciously took her wounded face into my hands, running tender fingers over each and every sign of damage.

“ Wow, and I thought it wasn’t that bad.” She giggled, bringing her good eye to meet mine.

How could she possibly find humor in this shit?

She was beaten up and drained, and there was nothing funny about it.

“ It isn’t funny.” I dryly whispered, wanting nothing more than to take all of it away from her.

“ I’ll tell you what’s funny, your stalker nature finding my house even though I have never, ever mentioned it, and then I see you, and your two lovebirds over there, watching me, fucking naked, what the hell man, I feel violated.”

She was violated alright, but not by us.

By that fucking son of a bitch.

“ What did he do to you?” My voice was an inaudible whisper, as I looked into eyes that I could barely recognize.

“ I’m fine.”

“ Stop saying that. You’re not fine. I was scared shitless.”

I felt like fucking crying because I couldn’t protect her.

I couldn’t prevent it from happening, nor could I possibly make this any better.

And I wanted to cry.

Over a girl.

I was turning into such a wimp.

“ You were?” The voice that only moments prior, held such sarcasm and confidence, now held nothing but despair.

“ You’ll be the death of me.” I leaned in, brushing my lips ever so slightly against hers, careful not to come anywhere near her fresh wound.

“ I’m going to fucking kill him.” I whispered into her mouth, as she wrapped her arms around my neck, slightly pulling at ends of my hair.

“ I told you to run.”

“ It’s too late for me now.”

“ Don’t say that.” She pulled away, her nose brushing against mine, her chest heaving with fastened breaths.

“ I need you to go.” Her voice broke, and I knew, that whatever was to follow, was complete bullshit.

“ This can’t happen. Nothing can ever happen. Not with him around, and not with- I- I can’t do this again, Zayn.”

“ Can’t do what?”

A lone sob rocked through her, as she shook her head, over and over again.

Attempting to rid herself of the thoughts running through her loud mind.

“ Talk to me, Scar.”

“ Oh God, Zayn, look, I like you. God, do I like you, I might even- I –“

“ Me too.”

Her eyes widened, even her busted one, barely opened, as she let out a gasp.

“ Then if you do, run. I don’t want to see you anywhere near here. If you see me by chance, pretend you don’t know me. Look the other way, Zayn, always look the other way. Forget I ever existed, forget that night at the bar, and the restaurant, and everything else I ever poisoned you with. This isn’t worth it.” She attempted to pull away, but I held her close to my chest, as close as humanly possible.

“ There’s nothing to be saved here, Zayn. You can’t fix shit, even if you want to. Save it for someone who has a drop of hope left in them.”

“ I don’t want to fix you.”

“ Then what do you want?”

“ I want to love you.”

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