Always In My Heart (Sequel To Love Hurts)

Chapter 18

"What the hell are you doing here?" Zayn asked Cowell, fingers clinging on the door, so he couldn't get inside.

"Why else would I be here but keep you company. I saw your husband leaving with suitcases and thought you need someone to talk to. It's never safe to be alone, you know. I have to say, I am impressed with your house, it must have cost a fortune. You bagged yourself a businessman, well done"

"I'm calling the police.."

"With what? Your phone is on the floor. I would love to see you bend down and pick it up though. Go on, come on"

Zayn kicked the phone back in and tried closing the door, but Cowell put his foot in and forced it open pushing Zayn back inside and against the wall.

"I lost my job, Zee and we didn't even finish what we started. I felt it was kinda anticlimax, wouldn't you agree?"

"You're a fucking psycho and rapist you have no place working in hospital.." Zayn winced in pain when Cowell landed a punch on his stomach.

"Take that back, I never raped anyone. Asked for favours yes but I'm no rapist. Well, not yet anyway.." He groaned in pain when Zayn kneeded him on the groin and quickly opened the patio door, letting Luka in who barked like mad at Cowell. He reached down for his phone and nearly reached before he felt a foot on his back sending him on all fours. "Oh, I see where this is going, you're that keen baby boy" Cowell said kicking the dog as well sending it flying against the patio doors. Zayn watched gasping in pain as Luka whimpered in pain also. He managed to grab his phone but Cowell's foot was quick on his hand, he screamed out in pain and his flight or fight instinct or adrenaline kicked in as he grabbed Cowell's leg and flipped him on his back and he fell with a thud on his back. Not for long, he got up like a fucking diehard as Zayn ran to the door which was still opened. He could have screamed for help if there was a chance his neighbour would hear him, but the houses are too far apart. Cowell yanked him back in by his shirt before he made it outside and threw him on the floor, Zayn's head hit the wall and he swore he saw stars. He blinked trying to keep awake and he looked up in time to see Cowell walking towards him, a gun pointed at his head.

"Scream and you die" Zayn froze and his life flashed before his eyes for real when Cowell shot at him and he felt the bullet graze his shoulder. He was going to die being hated by Harry. Cowell might as well do whatever he wants he's not gonna fight anymore. He didn't deserve to live. Zayn bit his lip at the burning sensation on his shoulder and closed his eyes listening to the footsteps slowly walking to him and looked down feeling something on his feet, Luka, was climbing on top of him and lied across his stomach. Cowell had a menacing look in his eyes, like he wasn't really present in the moment, he stooped down and reached towards the dog and hit it with the butt of the gun.

"On your stomach, turn around" he said chilling calm to Zayn as if he hadn't just knocked a dog unconscious. Zayn did as he was told and waited. He was having stomach pains but bearable to what pain he was about to endure. His forehead connected with the floor as his trousers were yanked off him. He was wearing Harry's old skinny jeans he didn't wear any more and were just as tight on him, he's put on weight. He felt his tears on his hands as he covered his mouth with the back of them so he didn't make a sound. Cowell pulled down his boxers breathing heavily but not talking, Zayn preferred he didn't. He heard the sound of zipper being pulled down and then Cowell fell with a thud next to him and groaned in pain. Cowell was pulled up on his feet again before Zayn could figure out what had happened.

"I'm going to fucking kill you"

"Harry?"

Zayn watched in shock and relief as Harry punched Cowell like a madman and shove him so hard against the wall Zayn heard a cracking sound. Harry took the gun off the floor pointing at Cowell,