Fallen angel | Zarry

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Harry tied down at the altar with fire all around him. Zayn walked in, his eyes travelling around until they fell back on Harry. He looked so exhausted. He had traces of blood all over his body.

"Mother?" he shouted, walking slowly towards her.

"Ohh, son!"Just in time!" she smiled, turning around and watching the younger boy walking towards her.

"In time for what?" he asked, looking at Harry one more time and he couldn't even deal with how much pain he looked he was going through. "What's all of this? What the hell are you doing to him??"

"Giving him what he deserves!" she smirked, walking slowly to Harry, but Zayn pushed her back as he grabbed her hand.

"He did nothing wrong, mother. Please, just leave him out of this." he begged her, as he was now ready to do anything just to stop her from hurting the poor innocent boy, and just as he thought his mother is about to give up and change her mind, she pushed Zayn as he fell down on the ground.

Zayn watched as she made her way towards the altar, stepping through the fire. Her long dress suddenly got caught in fire, but she didn't mind at all. She just ignored it and let it burn because the fire can't do anything to her.

He slowly stood up, watching as she kneeled down in front of Harry, grabbing his chin and making him look at her. She smiled, seeing how much pain he was going through, in his eyes. He punched him in the nose once, a couple of times next to his mouth, then stood back up.

"You're a Devil, Zayn." she licked her lips, looking at him "This is what you're supposed to be doing. Hurting people, and their feelings. Making them go through hell! Making them pay for everything they ever did and kill them! You should not let them live their lives happily and make it be the worst thing ever. Just fucking do it. Kill him!" she shouted, stepping towards Zayn.

Zayn looked at her, trying his best to not make her mad. "Mother, please, just listen to me-" he begged her as he looked at Harry one more time, who had tears in his eyes and blood streaming down his face.

"You're seriously such a coward, Zayn! Your father was right when he said you're nothing but a coward. Are you even our son?"

"I-" he just kept looking at her, not knowing what to say "I-I am!"

"Then fucking hurt him! Make him scream out of pain!" she showed him the sword she was holding

Zayn swallowed, looking back at Harry as he could see in his eyes how he begged him to save him and let him go. He looked so weak and exhausted like he's about to pass out. Then he looked back at her, then at the sword...

He smiled, slowly placing his hand around the sword. He took it out of her hand, bringing it closer and looking at all the small pieces and drawings on it.

"It's beautiful..." he whispered, "I can't wait to fucking use it."

"Then use it." she said, turning around and walking towards Harry again

He slowly looked back up, walking towards them. He stepped through the fire and, luckily enough, nothing happened. He stepped in front of him, watching as the tears were streaming down his face.

"Please..." he whispered, looking Zayn straight into his eyes

And Zayn just didn't know what to do anymore...

"Are you just gonna stand here like this or what?" she tried to touch the sword, but Zayn pulled it away from her

He slowly picked up the sword, moving closer to Harry as they kept looking at each other. He bit his lip, letting out a shivering breath as he raised up his hands.

He looked at his mother who just nodded, then back at Harry who looked so helpless and weak. Then he looked back at his mother who turned around to look somewhere else, and just as she turned her head, he quickly stepped behind her and stabbed her back with a sword.

He parted his lips, watching as she slowly fell forward on the ground. The blood started going out of her mouth and she started drifting away. And after a few more seconds, there was nothing but a smoke left.

Zayn noticed a big, golden necklace hanging around her neck. He slowly leant down, taking the necklace off. He then stood up as he looked at what was written on it, but couldn't see it clearly.

As soon as her body turned into smoke, everything around the room turned off. There was no fire anymore, the chains around Harry's wrists weren't burning anymore. The only thing left was the light that those red candles were giving.

He then remembered he's not alone. He turned his head towards Harry and quickly kneeled down beside him. They looked at each other as Harry gave him a weak smile. Zayn grabbed his hand intertwining their fingers.

"Zayn..." he breathed out.

"I'm here, babe." he held his hand tightly.

"I'm so... tired." his eyes slowly started closing.

"No, stay with me just a little longer please." he whispered.

"It's so cold in here..." he whispered. "It's like... 15°" Zayn just looked at him, not knowing what to do or say anymore. "No, 10°..." he stopped, licking his lips as his eyes were fully closed now "Five..." and he then passed out completely.

"H-harry?" Zayn whispered under his breath. He wrapped his one hand around his waist and placed the other one gently under his chin.

"Harry, please." he whispered, his eyes filling with tears "Fuck." he whispered, tears starting to stream down his face.

He quickly took all those chains off of his wrists, pulling his body closer. He wiped his eyes and stood up, quickly taking Harry into his arms.

"Zayn?" he turned his head as he saw Louis, Niall and Emily walking into the room

"Oh my god..." Emily whispered, stopping her every movement as she put a hand over her mouth and started crying instantly.

"We need to get out. Right now." Zayn looked at them, tears still streaming down his face.

They all just nodded. Zayn started walking out with Harry in his arms and everyone followed them. They ran out, walking as far away as possible. And just as they stepped away, everything behind them exploded.

"What happened in there...?" Louis whispered, stepping closer.

Zayn slowly placed Harry down, so his lower part of the body was on the ground, and his head was in his arms.

"My-" he stopped, trying to calm down and licking his lips "My mother..."

"What did she do?" Emily asked.

"She tied him up with some burning chains and wanted me to... kill him." he sighed

"Please tell me you didn't actually do it..." Louis looked at him

"Do you seriously think I could do something like that??"

"Where is she right now?"

"I killed her." he scuffed, turning his head to look back at Harry.

He placed his hand on his forehead, trying to see if his body temperature was alright, but he wasn't really able to feel anything properly. So he slowly leant closer, placing his lips against his forehead.

When he was 100% sure everything was ok, he leant his forehead against Harry's. He bit his lower lip softly, then slowly pressed his lips against Harry's. He just stood still, not daring to move them.

"Please come back to me..."