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Last One Standing

Chapter Forty One

*Harry’s POV*

I was surprised at who was standing in my door way, but it wasn’t hard to read her expression. I was slightly angry because Zayn had obviously hurt her, otherwise she would be with him. I was also slightly drunk because I had found the key to the lock that Lou had put around the liquor cabinet. I had made it my personal mission since I had gotten Zayn’s text:

From: Zayn
Hannah’s on her way. Try 2 hear her out.
~ Zayn 2.0 ~

Opening the door a little more, Haley squeezed through the tight opening and made a bee line for the couch. Tears had begun to fall from her eyes again as she pulled her knees up to her chest and hid her face in her lap.

Walking over to her, I saw that she was holding something in her hand. Sitting down, I got a little light headed and rubbed her back soothingly. She looked up at me through running makeup and puffy red eyes. “He’s cheating on me.” Now I understood the magazine in her hand. I sighed and gave her a meek smile.

“Haley, you can’t believe everything that’s in…”

“No Harry!” she snapped. “He’s fucking cheating on me!” I understood that she was hurting, but why did she have to yell at me about it. Another thought, why was she coming to me and not one of the other guys, I was hurting right now just as much as she was. She shoved the magazine into my chest and raged off into the kitchen, I heard a few things banging around while I flipped to the page indicated to be about Zayn. My jaw dropped as soon as I saw the picture.

Clambering up from the couch, I stopped in the doorway of the now silent kitchen, still staring down at the article. Looking up, Hay was studying my face, looking for some sort of explanation or reason, but I remained expressionless, not exactly knowing what to say to her.

“Hay, there has to be some sort of reaso…”

“Isn’t that Hannah’s apartment complex? That’s the sign for it, right?” She stood across the kitchen, now just looking outraged. She held a glass of water in her hand and I was guessing that that was the only thing that was keeping her from spontaneously combusting into tears at this point.

“Yeah,” there was nothing else that I could say to this broken girl that stood in front of me. I could tell that she was doing all that she could to stay strong, but after a few seconds, all that she could wasn’t good enough anymore. Setting her glass down on the counter, Haley rushed past me faster than I could reach out to grab her. I didn’t see Haley as anything more than a friend, but seeing her hurting killed me inside all the same. Following her, I caught her in the hallway and I think that she was on her way to the bathroom.

“Haley.” I spun her around and she looked at me. Her face was so full of sorrow and sadness and there was nothing that I could do. I grabbed both of her hands and fully expected her to protest, but she didn’t; at all. I walked her back so that we were in the living room, standing by my bedroom door. I turned her back towards the front door, sliding my hands up her arms to cup her face. My hands were big enough that only my thumbs had to move to wipe away some of the excess makeup that had smeared or run down her cheeks. I heard someone open the door, but I knew that it wasn’t Lou, and at this point, it didn’t matter if it was Zayn.

“Harry,” she called through the house. Now I was positive. “Harry!” her voice was a bit more urgent this time. “Har…” I knew that Hannah was standing in the doorway, but I couldn’t see her. In the time that she had walked into the room, I had brought Haley’s lips to gently, but eagerly touch mine. She knew what I was trying to do, because she began to act like she had melted in, but I knew that she was faking it. Following suit, I heard Hannah’s voice crack as she said my name once more.

Pulling away from Haley, I wrapped my arm snuggly around her waist and looked up at her, wearing my beige beanie that she always loved so much. Tears threatened to sting at my eyes at just the thought, but I quickly pushed it away, knowing that if I broke down, everything would be ruined. That didn’t stop Hannah’s tears though. They quickly streamed down her cheeks to drip off of the bottom of her face, leaving dark stains on her navy coat. I remember that coat, I bought it for her. I held her stare, penetrating deep into her soul with the most heartless expression that I could muster.

“Haley?” She glanced down towards the girl in my arms and Haley stared back, an emotionless look on her face. “You’re with Haley?” It was directed towards me this time.

“You were with Marcus the night of our fight, and I’m not aloud to be with someone three weeks after it? Is that what you’re trying to tell me?” Her face scrunched up and her eyes closed as her breath hitched in her throat. She began to hiss a little as she wiped some tears from high on her cheek, wiping away a bit of the makeup she was wearing with it. By doing that, she revealed a cut along her cheek that looked like it had been opened and reopened again and again. My heart ached and my senses burned, knowing that Marcus was the one that did that to her, but I wouldn’t let her see that I cared.

“No Harry,” her voice was cracking all over the place as she opened her eyes to stare deep into mine. “You can kiss anyone you’d like.” She was still crying, but her face had also become stone. There was only one way to win this fight, and I was about to throw the winning punch.

“Oh,” I managed to chuckle a little, “I’m not just kissing her Hannah.” I pulled Haley a little closer into my side and she in turn rested her hand on my chest. Creating a sinister smile on my face, I continued, “I’m fucking her too.” Knock Out.

Hannah did nothing like I thought that she was going to… She broke down. The last thing that I saw from her was her face, stained with tears, staggering backwards through the door. Haley and I had separated and stood speechless for a moment. Soon, she turned to leave, looking back with just a hint of sorrow in her eyes.

*Haley’s POV*

“You two told her what?!” I could see the steam coming out of Zayn’s ears as he towered over me. I sat on his couch and he had sprung up after I told him what Harry and I had done. It almost hurt me that he cared more about Hannah’s feelings than he did about Harry kissing me.

“Well it’s not like the two of you aren’t anyways!” By now, it was one in the morning, my voice cracked and that was the last straw. Zayn stared at me in disbelief until I couldn’t see him anymore. My eyes were too full of tears and I just let them loose. I pulled my knees to my chest and I felt the couch move, saying that Zayn had taken his seat again too. Wiping the tears from my eyes, I dared look up into his big, brown ones. “You don’t love me Zayn… You used me for sex and then you went and slept with Hannah too.” His eyes softened instantly and I could feel myself being hauled into his arms, but I protested. “No,” I scooted away, “don’t touch me.” My eyes wandering back up to his, I cried a little more because of what I saw. There was regret and hurt written all over his face.

“You think that I slept with Hannah?” His voice was soft and calm; it outraged me. Getting up, I got the magazine off of the coffee table and threw it at him. He winced a little but I couldn’t tell if I had hit him, or just caught him off guard. I didn’t look back to check. I went into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. Slamming my back against the door, I let my legs give out from under me and let my back slide down the surface until my knees were at my chest. I sobbed for I don’t know how long. I have to get out of here. I was regaining my strength to stay calm and was ready to open the door when I heard something else on the other side. It started as mumbles, but then turned into words the harder I forced myself to listen:

Your hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me,
But bear this in mind it was meant to be.
Now I’m joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks,
And it all makes sense to me.

I know you’ve never love the crinkles by your eyes
When you smile. You’ve never loved your stomach or your thighs,
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine,
But I’ll love them endlessly.

I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth,
But if I do, it’s you, oh it’s you, they add up to.
I’m in love with you and all these little things.

You can’t go to bed without a cup of tea.
Maybe that’s the reason that you talk in your sleep,
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep,
Though it makes no sense to me.

I know you’ve never loved the sound of your voice on tape.
You never want to know how much you weigh.
You still love to squeeze into your jeans,
But you’re perfect to me.

I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth,
But if it’s true, it’s you, it’s you, they add up to.
I’m in love with you and all theses little things.

You’ll never love yourself half as much as I love you.
You’ll never treat yourself right darling but I want you to.
If I let you know, I’m here for you,
Then maybe you’ll love yourself like I love you oh.

And I’ve just let these little things slip out of my mouth,
Because it’s you, oh it’s you, it’s you they add up to,
And I’m in love with you and all these little things.

I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth,
But if it’s true, it’s you, it’s you they add up to.
I’m in love with you, and all your little things.

Before I knew what I was doing, I opened the door to hear the last bit of the song. Zayn stood with his hand smashed flat palmed against the wall by the door frame. He was slightly hunched over as he sang and I could have sworn that I saw a tear drop to the floor. When he was finished, he looked up at me and my suspicions were confirmed as a few more ran down his face.

“Haley,” he sniffled, “you have to believe me.” I leaned against the door frame, inches from his face.

“Then tell me what the hell’s going on.” My voice kept cracking and I knew that this whole ‘calm’ state wasn’t going to last much longer. He dropped his head lower, and gently shook it ‘no’.

“Haley, you just… you just don’t understand,” he paused, looking like he was trying to find the right words. “It’s just… I can’t explain it.”

“So you’re sleeping with her.” I meant it as a question, but once it left my mouth, it didn’t sound that way. He raised his head to look at me with puffy eyes, but behind the redness was a new emotion; Zayn looked so frustrated.

“No!” he barked. I jumped back slightly. “You are the only one for me, but things happened and she…”

“If there’s a ‘she’ in the picture then I don’t think that I should be.” Every other emotion left his face; there was only sorrow left. I tried to walk past him, but he wouldn’t let me.

“Don’t do this,” he whispered. I leaned up to kiss him on the cheek.

“I have to.” Pushing past him, I made my way to the door of his apartment. I wanted to go back and try to fix things, but what was the point? My bare feet padded against the carpet in the hallway as I held my shoes in my hands. There were footsteps behind me and I knew that it was him, but I didn’t care; I just kept walking. Making it to the elevator, I was thankful that the door opened right when I pushed the button, but that didn’t stop him from walking in with me.

Before I could do anything, he stepped in front of the elevator buttons and pressed one. “Zayn move.”

“No.” That was all he said. The doors opened and he stepped out, but I stayed inside. Without hesitation, he grabbed my upper arm and yanked me from the elevator. I whimpered and his grip loosened and slid down to my wrist, expression begging for forgiveness. I only struggled slightly as Zayn pulled me down the hallway. He came to the door and began banging on it.

After awhile, an obviously drunk Harry came to the door. “Where’s Louis!” Zayn demanded.

“Out,” Harry replied blandly.

“Good.” Zayn shoved the door opened and dragged me into the living room with me. Harry solemnly closed the door with a thud and went to sit on the couch, pouring himself another drink. Zayn had let go of my wrist and left me standing helplessly in the corner of the room. “What the fuck Harry?!” Zayn used as much size over Harry as he possibly could, even though Harry was quite a bit taller. Harry just stared up at him, taking another sip of his drink. This tipped Zayn over the edge. Before I knew what was going on, Zayn tore the drink from Harry’s hand at a corner of the room. Most of the pieces landed on a lamp that was also lying broken in the corner – probably from one of Harry’s outbursts. “Why did you tell Hannah that you were sleeping Haley?!” Harry’s eyes looked they were hardening over. Maybe he was sobering up, even if it was just in the slightest.

“I told her that because she deserves to feel the kind of pain that I’ve been feeling for almost…”

“No!” Zayn interrupted. “Whether you want to be with Hannah or not, that poor girl doesn’t deserve to be put through anymore hurt!” Zayn was probably waking up the whole building, but he didn’t care. Why was he so set on protecting her?

“Poor girl? That poor girl fucking cheated on me.” Harry’s voice stayed low, but hardened with each word.

“She didn’t fucking cheat on you Harry!” Zayn paused, but only long enough for question rise on both Harry’s and my face. “She didn’t cheat on you with me and she didn’t cheat on you with Marcus.”

“Yeah, I bet.” Harry rolled his eyes, but I barely caught his words with what Zayn was overlapping him with.

“Marcus fucking raped her Harry.” His voice was still strong, but not nearly as loud. I felt tears sting at my eyes as I observed Harry. He looked up at Zayn with what seemed to be rage, but that soon faded to sorrow. Tears filled his eyes.

“There’s no way.”

“Really, because when I went over to get your fucking key she was scared to answer the door and when she finally opened it she... she had the biggest black eye and…” Zayn took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm, but his words were getting softer and more full of hurt each time he paused. “Did you see the cut on her face?” Harry eyebrows furrowed slightly as he nodded his head. “He hit her so hard that we can’t get it to heal... It keeps reopening.” Harry put his face in his hands and rubbed up to push them through his hair. Looking back into his eyes, they were no longer red and he had obviously sobered with the new information. “When she finally let me in, I went to get the first aid kit and found her dress in the bathroom sink.” His voice cracked and I wanted more than anything to run to him. “Harry, it was covered in blood… and that was way too much blood…”

“Oh my God.” Harry’s voice was now cracking too. We all stood in silence for a moment, assessing the situation.

“So no, I haven’t spent the past three weeks sleeping with Hannah. I’ve spent the last three weeks trying to get her to sleep at all.” Harry looked up, almost with question in his eyes. “The nightmares won’t go away Harry. I’ve spent a couple of nights over there just to comfort her and try to make them go away, but I can’t… Because I’m not you.” Tears streamed down Harry’s face and Zayn turned to me.

“Haley,” I hadn’t realized that I was crying until I blinked my eyes, trying to get rid of the tears, “you are truly the only one for me, and you have to understand that. The only reason that I haven’t spent every second of my time with you is because…” his voice dropped off. I just nodded my head in understanding, moving closer to him and throwing my arms around his neck. “I love you,” he whispered into my neck.

“I love you too.”

Notes

Oh me gawd! How's everyone feeling about this chapter?! I know it's been longer than I said it would be, but I wanted to make sure that this one was really good for you guys... and my little sister keeps hogging up the computer >:l anyways, let me know what you think and there should be more soon :) Love you all!
xoxo Hannah <3

Comments

so in love with this one !!! update soon!!!

@HannahBanana16
nope, sorry I'm terrible at that hahahahahah! I like the title already, do you know when you're going to update?

@abear44

any ideas on what my new title should be?

I'M SO OBSESSED PLEASE UPDATE SOON!!!! <3333

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