Our Moment
All Done.
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Victoria's POV:
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I approached the bed in slow footsteps, fearing he might hurt me in any way possible. He’s really mad, and I think I’ve never seen him like this before. “Mate, Victoria is here. See?” Liam pointed at me, making Zayn’s head pop up to glance at me. He stopped the kicking; it was like his entire body went into a hibernation mode, once he looked at me. Louis and Liam let go of him, and he just lied down on his bed breathing heavily. “Hey.” I breathed while sitting down on the edge of his bed, not to close and not too far from him at the same time. He didn’t answer; he just stared at me with his eyes wide open.
“Mate, just give her your hand.” Louis spoke calmly, as he stood with Liam behind me. I didn’t wait for him to stretch it out, because I knew his energy is pulled out from his physical fight. I placed his hand on my bare lap softly, which made his entire body twitch from the contact. Did I hurt him? “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He shook his head slowly, with his eyes focused on mine endlessly. I shifted my eye sight to his hand, visualizing the moist red areas on his knuckles. Did he punch that person that deep to cause himself to bleed?
“Louis, please hand me the antiseptic bottle with the cotton roll?” I asked immediately, and I witnessed Louis opening the first aid kit to fetch the stuff for my assistance.“I’ll go call Niall, and see what’s happened over there.” Liam calmly stated, and left the bedroom. I took the alcohol solution, and spilled a little on one of the cotton pieces, cleaning his fist carefully. He winced from the reaction, so I tried to speak as smooth as possible: “It’s just a sting in the beginning, it will go away.” He nodded his head, and I swear that he didn’t even blink while looking at me.
I threw the blood soaked cotton in the bin, and reached to the bag to get a bandage. I smeared it slowly on his bruises, and placed his hand on the bed slowly. “Isn’t someone going to tell me what caused this?” Zayn didn’t reply, as I was now cleaning his bottom lip slowly. “They got into a silly argument, and it turned to a massive fight… We had to separate them just so that they cool off of each other.” They? Who? Niall and Zayn? That doesn’t make sense.“Niall?” I asked him, but Louis shook his head, staring at the ground; HARRY?!
“I’ve called Niall; he told me that he calmed him down a little.” Liam spoke once he came in to the room again, and the picture was perfectly painted in front of me. Zayn and Harry fought over something, and they got into a fight, but the question is: WHY!?“Why did you and Harry fight?” I asked Zayn in a tiny voice, as I was cleaning his busted lip smoothly. “Darling, I’ll tell you later when you’re done okay?” Liam answered instead, and I nodded; I just want to know right now! “All done.” I threw the white piece in the bin and stood up straight beside Louis.
He draped his arm over my shoulders, and walked me to what seemed to be the living room. “Louis, just tell me please?” I begged him and he breathed. “Well they were arguing about Harry’s trip to LA tomorrow… Zayn started yelling at Harry for leaving you for that stunt, and then Harry got angry and pushed Zayn back… You know how the rest of the story proceeds from there, right?” So wait, they were fighting about me? Why did Zayn yell at Harry? Okay yes it is a good thing that he was on my side, but still it’s weird!
“Louis? Don’t you think we need to call Perrie to be with him tonight? Just in case he decided to bruise his other fist in Harry’s face again?” Louis laughed but not out of humor, it was more of a worried laugh. “I don’t think both of them want to see each other at this time, especially when they have called their engagement off.” So it’s true, they did break the love thread between them, I wish I could ask Zayn why. “Do you mind staying here for the night?” Louis surprised me by his question. Me? Stay here? With Zayn? No way, not in a billion years!
“Why me, though? Can’t you or Liam stay instead?” He shook his head and replied: “We need to check on Harold as well, plus your house is across the street. Just for tonight, please?” I groaned, I think it was loud enough to be heard by the other two guys in the room, down the hall. “Fine, just please call me if you need any help with Harry?” He hugged me tightly, and nodded on my shoulder. This is going to be an endless night; I think I need a psychologist after tonight!
Victoria's POV:
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I approached the bed in slow footsteps, fearing he might hurt me in any way possible. He’s really mad, and I think I’ve never seen him like this before. “Mate, Victoria is here. See?” Liam pointed at me, making Zayn’s head pop up to glance at me. He stopped the kicking; it was like his entire body went into a hibernation mode, once he looked at me. Louis and Liam let go of him, and he just lied down on his bed breathing heavily. “Hey.” I breathed while sitting down on the edge of his bed, not to close and not too far from him at the same time. He didn’t answer; he just stared at me with his eyes wide open.
“Mate, just give her your hand.” Louis spoke calmly, as he stood with Liam behind me. I didn’t wait for him to stretch it out, because I knew his energy is pulled out from his physical fight. I placed his hand on my bare lap softly, which made his entire body twitch from the contact. Did I hurt him? “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He shook his head slowly, with his eyes focused on mine endlessly. I shifted my eye sight to his hand, visualizing the moist red areas on his knuckles. Did he punch that person that deep to cause himself to bleed?
“Louis, please hand me the antiseptic bottle with the cotton roll?” I asked immediately, and I witnessed Louis opening the first aid kit to fetch the stuff for my assistance.“I’ll go call Niall, and see what’s happened over there.” Liam calmly stated, and left the bedroom. I took the alcohol solution, and spilled a little on one of the cotton pieces, cleaning his fist carefully. He winced from the reaction, so I tried to speak as smooth as possible: “It’s just a sting in the beginning, it will go away.” He nodded his head, and I swear that he didn’t even blink while looking at me.
I threw the blood soaked cotton in the bin, and reached to the bag to get a bandage. I smeared it slowly on his bruises, and placed his hand on the bed slowly. “Isn’t someone going to tell me what caused this?” Zayn didn’t reply, as I was now cleaning his bottom lip slowly. “They got into a silly argument, and it turned to a massive fight… We had to separate them just so that they cool off of each other.” They? Who? Niall and Zayn? That doesn’t make sense.“Niall?” I asked him, but Louis shook his head, staring at the ground; HARRY?!
“I’ve called Niall; he told me that he calmed him down a little.” Liam spoke once he came in to the room again, and the picture was perfectly painted in front of me. Zayn and Harry fought over something, and they got into a fight, but the question is: WHY!?“Why did you and Harry fight?” I asked Zayn in a tiny voice, as I was cleaning his busted lip smoothly. “Darling, I’ll tell you later when you’re done okay?” Liam answered instead, and I nodded; I just want to know right now! “All done.” I threw the white piece in the bin and stood up straight beside Louis.
He draped his arm over my shoulders, and walked me to what seemed to be the living room. “Louis, just tell me please?” I begged him and he breathed. “Well they were arguing about Harry’s trip to LA tomorrow… Zayn started yelling at Harry for leaving you for that stunt, and then Harry got angry and pushed Zayn back… You know how the rest of the story proceeds from there, right?” So wait, they were fighting about me? Why did Zayn yell at Harry? Okay yes it is a good thing that he was on my side, but still it’s weird!
“Louis? Don’t you think we need to call Perrie to be with him tonight? Just in case he decided to bruise his other fist in Harry’s face again?” Louis laughed but not out of humor, it was more of a worried laugh. “I don’t think both of them want to see each other at this time, especially when they have called their engagement off.” So it’s true, they did break the love thread between them, I wish I could ask Zayn why. “Do you mind staying here for the night?” Louis surprised me by his question. Me? Stay here? With Zayn? No way, not in a billion years!
“Why me, though? Can’t you or Liam stay instead?” He shook his head and replied: “We need to check on Harold as well, plus your house is across the street. Just for tonight, please?” I groaned, I think it was loud enough to be heard by the other two guys in the room, down the hall. “Fine, just please call me if you need any help with Harry?” He hugged me tightly, and nodded on my shoulder. This is going to be an endless night; I think I need a psychologist after tonight!
Notes
Harry and Zayn faught over Victoria !?! :O Zayn has something to tell us in the next chapter, so:
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