Persecute

Zayn's POV

I saw Harry storm out of her room and I ran inside. She was on the bed covering her face while sobbing. It not only broke my heart, but it made me furious.

I kneeled down next to her, "What did he say to you?"

She shook her head, "N-Nothing."

"Liar. Keona what did he say to you." I said in a more serious tone.

"It doesn't matter Zayn!" She sobbed, "He told me the truth."

"What's the truth?"

"I shouldn't even be alive, I deserve to kill myself." She said in a low tone.

Anger flooded through me, no one deserves to die, not someone like Keona. She hadn't done anything to Harry, to Mishella, to Adriana, or to me. The hate she receives is bullshit and it's cruel.

"Keona don't listen to him. If anything you deserve to live a wonderful life with vacations and money and happiness." I held her hand as I spoke, "I'm going go talk to Harry."

Her head shot up, "No! No you can't," she was shaking her head furiously, "Please that'll make it worse."

"Make what worse? He needs to realize that words fucking hurt. I'll be back as soon as I can." I told her.

She grabbed my arm, "Please Zayn, don't go."

"I'll be back soon." I gave her a weak smile and left.

I grabbed my phone as I walked into the elevator and dialed Harry's number.

"Well look who's calling. Hello Zayn." He spoke, you could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Where the fuck are you we need to talk."

Harry sighed, "Why did you finally realize that being with Keona was a stupid idea?"

I ignored his comment, "Meet me at the park in ten minutes if you want to talk."

I hung up the phone and got into my car. Harry won't get away with what he said to Keona.

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"Why the park?" His voice asked from behind me.

I was sitting on the bench and I turned around and stood up, "It's the only place we can be without people hearing us."

"Okay," he crossed his arms, "What do you want to talk about?"

"I think you know damn well what I want to talk about."

Harry rolled his eyes, "Oh, your girlfriend."

That made me even angrier, "She's not my girlfriend."

"Yeah," He scoffed, "Sure."

"What you said to her was cruel and stupid, Styles. She's gone through so much and you didn't help." I tried to control my breathing.

"So? I've been through some tough shit too! She needs to learn that life sucks." He shrugged.

I glared at him, "You're the tough shit to her Harry. You and your little sluts. She's literally done nothing to you and you go off and tell her to kill herself!"

"Why are you so worried about her all of a sudden! You were just as bad as us." He countered.

"No, no I wasn't. I never actually did anything to her, maybe just laugh along. But I was smart enough to realize that she had enough."

Harry was silent for a second, "I just don't see why you're so nice to her all of a sudden."

I saw something in his eyes while he said that, "You're jealous! You're fucking jealous, Styles."

"I am not jealous! Why do you both think I'm jealous!" He yelled.

"Well it's obvious."

He rolled his eyes, "You know what else is obvious, is that Keona deserves to go to die and go to hell."

That's when I lost it. I clenched my fist and swung so hard, and hit his jaw. The punch was so hard he fell back and stayed there. He looked up at me shocked since physically hurt him.

"She'll be in heaven laughing at your sorry ass in hell." I spat and walked away.

Notes

Gotta love Zayn right? Thanks for the feedback guys it means a lot to Aby and I!

xx Jules