Lovely suspense 2

Lovely suspence (part 111)

"so what are you going to do?" Zayn asks me as I put on the same clothes from which I wore yesterday.
"I'm gonna go home" I say
"And what... Forget what happened?"
"Zayn..." I take a deep breath. I know this is hard for him to understand, but I really do need to talk to harry. "We're going to talk about yesterday. And we're not Gonna fight, as were gonna live happily ever after."
"What about if this happens again. You need to talk to him about that." Zayn says.
"Even better, why don't you come with me when we talk, it seems as if you have a few things to say as well."
"Good idea, let me get dressed." Zayn says.
"Okay."
....
Zayn comes out wearing white jeans with a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket.
Damn
"You ready?" He snaps me out of my daydreaming.
"Ya lets go."
....
We get home and zayn and I walk in without knocking.
"Harry!" I yell.
He comes from upstairs and runs downstairs like a kid on Christmas Day.
"Olivia. You're home."
He pulls me in tight for a hug.
"I missed you babe." Harry said.
"I missed you too."
He puts his lips on mine and kisses me slowly, like he's savoring every moment. Even from all the bad that happened yesterday, he stills gives me shivers when he's around.
"Mmhm." Zayn clears his throat.
"Oh hey." Harry says plainly to zayn.
"Wow your eye." I say to Harry.
It's purple and black and a little bit of green.
"Jesus Christ." I whisper
"You like my new look?" Harry asks
"I wouldn't recommend if." Zayn says.
"What are even doing here?" Harry asks.
"We have to talk." Zayn says
"We?" Harry questions
"Yes. All three of us." I say
"Okay."
We walk over to the kitchen and zayn sits on one side and me and Harry on the other.
"Okay let's talk." Harry says.
"You need to stop fucking up." Zayn says
Wow. That escalated quickly.
"What do you mean?" Harry asks
"Whenever you hurt Olivia. Emotionally or physically" I shudder at the thought. "she always comes to me, and that's where I come inviting her into my house so she can feel safe."
"What's your point?" Harry asks
"What if I'm not here to protect her?"
"Mate, I think I know how to protect my girl, I don't need you around."
"Oh really?" Zayn asks.
"Ya."
"Actually." I begin to say "if zayn wasn't here, there would've been a bruise on my face instead of yours."
Harry looks surprised, sad, and most of all speechless.
"Umm what else happened?" Harry asks me real quietly.
"You threw that beer bottle at the wall." I point to the spot with the beer stain on it. "And you called out home, your home. You were kicking me out. You told me to never come back."
"Jesus." Harry says. "What a fuck up I am."
"No Harry your not, it's my fault."
"I don't want to talk about this anymore." Harry says.
He walks up the stairs very slowly.
"You can't run away from your problems." Zayn says.
Harry was in his room at this point.
"Umm zayn. Thanks for coming. I'll call you."
He nods his head and exits the house.
I walk up the stairs and knock politely on his door.
"Come in."
I open it and see he's laying on his bed looking like he's about to cry but I know he's not.
"Hey babe." I say
"Hey."
I walk into our...his bed and start to crawl on it.
I lay down in his chest and he puts his arm around me.
"I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry." Harry says.
I look up at him, he's crying.
His voice is very sad now.
"You know I don't mean to do these things to you. You know I don't want to hurt you. I love you Olivia."
"I love you too."
I hear him sniffle.
"Babe don't cry, I know you feel bad but there's nothing to feel bad for. Ya you may have hurt me every now and then, but I know that in the end it was a mistake. Yesterday should've never happened. And for that. I'm sorry."
"Babe..."
I interrupt him with a kiss.
"I love you Harry. Always."
"I love you too Olivia."