029.
029.
This is probably short. It's also probably shit. I apologize for not updating sooner. -x
"You did what?!". Zayn isn't really sure why Harry seems so surprised by his actions, considering what he's done in the past.
"I kidnapped Louis. Well, is it really 'kid'napped if he's not a kid anymore?"
Harry ignores that last part of zayn's sentence because he didn't think his best friend could get any more crazy. But he has, and he has definitely proven it with his thoughtless actions. He's delusional. To be honest, Harry's not even sure why he continues to remain his friend.
He hopes niall is still taking a shower, because honestly, he doesn't need to be reeled into any more of zayn's mess. This is something he'd rather keep between them. He has no idea where Zayn thinks he's going with this plan. It's crazy. It was risky. And it's obviously dangerous. More dangerous than zayn seems to think.
The thing is, Zayn is so occupied with claiming liam as his own, that he doesn't realize just what he's getting himself into. He's become so reckless, all of this at the hands of liam. Harry realizes Zayn will stop at nothing to ensure no one gets in his way of having the boy of his dreams.
He knows now just how much trouble that can cause. But it's too late for that. And there's no way he can back out now. You're either with zayn, or against him. There's no inbetween.
"And just where did you take him? To your house? Zayn you know how dangerous that is, someone can call the cops. You already went too far by taking liam, now you have Louis too? Are you starting a collection Zayn? Is that where this is going? Who's next on your agenda?"
"You, if you don't shut up." Harry's mouth snaps shut. Better Louis than him, he thinks. He let's Zayn speak.
"Now of course I didn't take him to mine. I'm not that stupid. He's in your shed. No I'm not starting a collection and relax, no one is going to call the cops, because no one knows anything". Zayn of course thinks he has everything under control. He's gotten this far without getting caught. He can go a few more days. Plus, Louis has already promised him that he wouldn't go run & tell. Everything's fine as far as he can tell.
"It's just, you don't understand harry, I love him, but I just need to teach them a lesson. I promise, this is the last step of my plan. I just need yours and Niall's help for a bit." At this, harry starts to shake his head back and forth. No. He'll help. But niall? No. They may not be that serious but he'd be lying if he said he didn't care for him. He's not so keen on losing yet another potential lover. He wants him safe. Because he has a feeling things are going to take a turn for the worse.
It's like fate just doesn't like him, because then before he can speak, he hears, "need help with what?"
Niall. Of course. Niall seems so clueless , towel drying his hair and ears with only boxers on to cover himself up.
Harry's about to reply with nothing and tell him to please just take a longer shower when Zayn beats him to it.
"Niall! Just who I was hoping to speak to. Listen, I need some help." Niall nods at him to continue, completely unaware of harry trying to warn him with his eyes, frantically moving his eyeballs back and forth in hopes niall would catch on. He doesn't.
"So I kinda have liam and Louis in Harry's shed and I need you guys to watch over them, maybe feed them while I go someplace for a bit. I just need to run some errands. I won't be gone too long."
"Sure thing man, no problem." Zayn smiles and thanks him while harry looks incredulously between the both of them. Wondering how on earth they can sound so goddamn casual while discussing a topic like this.
Feeling just a little betrayed, he gently closes the door behind Zayn as he leaves, then turns around to face Niall.
"Really?!"
Niall only shrugs.
~
Louis' boss is worried. First, he suddenly loses one of his best employees, Liam, who has been gone without a trace, then he loses another one.
He's not sure where they're going or if that article he read on aliens was actually true, (he hopes not, he wouldn't like to be next. This business ain't gonna run itself), but he needs them back. Asap. If not both, then at least one of them.
He's tried calling Louis' mobile more than enough times to let him know he has to come into work soon. It's unfair to his other workers to have to come in and fill for him on days they're supposed to be off. He could have at least called him ahead of time if this was an emergency. He doesn't know how many times he has left to call before he gives up. Just like he did with Liam.
Suddenly, another one of his employees are calling him from his office. Apparently a customer has requested to speak with him. He comes out from the back to see a gorgeous man, just as tall as he, with flawless features. What? He's a straight man, but he knows perfection when he sees it.
"Yes, how may I help you?"
"I'm sorry if I disturbed you. I'm Zayn by the way, Louis' boyfriend".
"Oh?", at this, the man is intrigued. Some good news on Louis he hopes to hear.
"Yes. You see, a couple of days ago, Louis was involved in a car accident". Zayn pauses, as if trying not to lose control of his emotions. The boss seems surprised to say in the least. And very worried. What a kind man, Zayn thinks. He continues on with his sentence, not all that interested in what the man may have to say right now.
"He's okay, he's just injured at the moment. It was a miracle he survived really, but of course, he's not in the shape to come back to work right this moment. I just thought I'd stop by and tell you so you wouldn't worry yourself any further."
The man nods, seemingly too flabbergasted to actually speak. With this, Zayn bids his goodbyes and hurries out the café.
Louis' boss isn't really sure what to think. You'd think with an incident like that, it'd be featured on the news! But the man seemed so trustworthy, so sad about what happened to his boyfriend. Why would he lie? He goes back to the back area and tries not to think any further of the situation at hand.
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"C'mon Liam, just fucking eat!" Liam turns his head, causing the spoon to crash into his cheek rather than his mouth. He doesn't really care though and just mutters a "no" in response, trying to be as difficult as possible.
Of course, it's not really Harry's or Niall's fault that he's still here, but they could at least untie him for awhile. It's not like Zayn's going to hurt them or anything.
Oh right.
Honestly, Liam isn't really thinking straight right now. He's been feeling so many emotions ever since he's seen the love of his life kiss another man. It was one thing for him to do it, wrong, he knows, but for Zayn to do it to him, hurt. Way too much. More than he thought it would. It doesn't feel so good when it happens to you. Karma he supposes.
Louis seems a lot more happier now that he knows Zayn won't hurt him anymore. Though he doesn't fail to notice Liam shooting daggers at him with his eyes. He feels a little bad, honestly, it's his fault both him and Liam are in this situation, but as long as he's not in immediate danger, or on zayn's bad side, he's too lazy to really care about the fact that Liam probably hates him. There's not much to do about it anyway.
No one seems to hear Zayn enter, all jumping when seeing him come into their line of eyesight. Zayn thanks both Niall and Harry for watching over them, glad that for once, he didn't have to hurt anyone. They leave and he's left with the two he's been keeping captive.
He looks over to Louis, much to Liam's annoyance. "I told your boss you were involved in a car accident". He says it so casual, not missing a beat, whereas Louis practically chokes on nothing but air.
"You what?! So everyone thinks I'm dead?" Within seconds, Zayn has a knife pressed to Louis' throat.
"Raise your voice at me again, and you will be". Louis' eyes widen comically. He remains completely still and quiet. "Of course not, you're in the hospital as of right now".
In response to that, Louis looks a bit sad. He doesn't know what to say except, "so, you're not letting me go?" He wants to cry. He really does. He's been here for too long. And although he's glad Zayn hasn't snapped and killed him yet, that doesn't mean he wants to stay here for the rest of his life.
"No, haven't you learned by now that I'm teaching you a lesson for trying to take what's mine? You don't get let off that easy". Surprisingly Zayn says this with a calm tone of voice. He then begins to laugh. Hysterically. Liam, who has been sitting quietly this whole time turns to look at Louis with widened eyes, silently asking him what on earth has he gotten them both into.
Louis only stares back.
Zayn stops laughing so abruptly, it's as if he never even started. He closes in on Louis in just a few steps, punching him. Hard. Louis wishes he would've just slapped him.
"You're so stupid! I do nothing but hurt you and keep you here and you think this is all some little game. Open your fucking eyes!" He grips Louis' jaw with one hand, the other clenched. "You don't mess with me, and not get your payback. You took what's mine, so now I have to take something of yours".
Zayn honestly has plans to just kill him off. Make him disappear so that him and Liam can live happily ever after. He's not sure what made him think this way, but he's feeling like he needs a thrill, has so much adrenaline coursing through him right now.
And honestly, what purpose does Louis' life serve to him? If it wasn't for him, they wouldn't be in this mess. He wouldn't have to hurt liam , or make an extra effort to pretend to like Louis just to make Liam's feelings arise. He walks over to liam whispering in his ear.
"What do you think I should do to him huh? Kill him off? I bet you'd like that , right?" Liam shakes his head frantically. He can't believe zayn is actually serious right now. And he's definitely not in the mood to witness someone die right in front of him.
Zayn seems to take his no as a yes though and walks back over to louis, knife in hand. He kneels a bit, and holds it to Louis' neck. Of course, Louis' eyes widen and tears began to slip out of them because he's not ready to die. Not at such a young age. And especially not at the hands of a psychopath. He didn't think such an innocent question would lead him here.
Zayn begins to press the knife deeper and Louis panicks. He wiggles his limbs around the best way he can, and somehow, by the grace of god, he manages to get his foot free and kicks Zayn in the throat with it. This causes Zayn to stumble back, holding his throat because god damn, that fucking hurt.
Suddenly harry and niall are bursting into the scene, not knowing what just went on. Niall begins to talk about how he forgot his phone when both him and Harry look over at Zayn to see his clutching his throat. Harry then looks at Louis' frantic expression, angry at the fact that he may have seriously hurt his best friend . He strides over to Louis yelling out a "what the fuck did you do to him?" Hearing Louis stutter before he punches him.
Everything is this big chaotic mess that neither Niall nor Liam know how to fix. Screaming doesn't seem to help, not when Harry's now punching Louis repeatedly, and Zayn looks like he's ready to kill.
Niall sees this and hurries to untie Liam so that he can help hold Zayn down and stop Harry. Once untied, Liam rushes to zayn's side, trying to stop him from grabbing at his knife again. Niall also tries his hardest to hold him back. But Zayn only sees red. How dare he hurt Zayn and think he can get away with it?
He shoves both liam and niall off of him with such force that he didn't think was possible. He doesn't care at the moment whether they're hurt or not. Only cares about hurting Louis to get back at him for everything he's done.
He doesn't matter to anyone. He's no one relevant. All he does is take up space and attempt to steal people away from Zayn. He just wants to end this. So he stabs him.
Louis can only gasp, face bruised from harryst fists, eyes already welled up with tears. Harry gasps too, once figuring out the reason why Louis has stopped responding. Then there are two more gasps following after, knowing they couldn't stop any of this from happening.
Zayn doesn't know what else to feel other than regret.