Harry’s POV:

It had been about a week since I was arrested, Kelsey was still extremely pissed about me punching her boyfriend… and people say I have anger issues, but everything was basically back to normal.

I padded, barefoot down the hallway stubbing my toe on a cupboard on my way “Fuck” I hissed

“Harold, don’t you use that language in my house” My mother shouted from the lounge room and I froze mid, pained hop “you may be 19 and moved out, but whilst you are under my roof if I hear you speak like that again, I will ground you” She scolded. Now normally if anyone else had spoken to me like that they would be missing some teeth, but come on it’s my mother, and Anne can be extremely scary. So instead I grumbled an apology and made my way to the fridge, running a hand through my brown locks and grabbing a can of coke off the top shelf.

“So you’re going home later today?” my mum question, looking up from her book

“Yeah” I replied popping open the can with a small ‘pop and sizzle’ before raising it to my lips

“Why don’t you go assault my math teacher before you go, he already hates me, maybe you can screw up my life more” Kelsey shouted from her room, slamming her door shut, mum sighed I rolled my eyes

“Good idea, while I’m at it I’ll say ‘hi’ to James” I retorted and chuckled when I heard her annoyed scream and ducked a flying alarm clock a few seconds later. It smashed on the wall, shattering upon impact. Mum winched and raised the book back up to read with a sigh

“whatever happened to that cute toddler and giggling baby you two used to be” she mumbled to herself and I chuckled

“I got sexier” I smirked, Anne rolled her eyes

“Whatever, clean up the mess” she ordered,

***

A few hours later I had cleaned up the broken alarm clock and it was time for me to leave, mum gave me a tight hug “It was great having you for the week” she said happily “we miss you baby” she said tightening the hug till I was having trouble breathing

“Uhh mum….need…air” I struggled out and she just hugged me tighter, burying her face in my chest,

“Mum!” Kelsey said prying her off me, I sucked in a breath of sweet fresh air

“I’m sorry” Anne sniffled, tears filling her eyes “it’s just…your both growing up so fast, I feel like I’m going to lose you” Kelsey and I shared a look before rolling our eyes and pulling mum into a big group hug

“You won’t lose us ma” I said

“Yeah, giant freak over there is right” Kelsey said and I shot her a glare to which she just shrugged

“She’s right honey” mum said sympathetically “you are quite tall” she patted my arm and the randomly started grabbing my bicep “Good God child when did you become this muscular” mother gasped, Kelsey raised an eyebrow and grabbed my other bicep

“Shit” she said

“Kelsey!” mum snapped

“Sorry, but I remember when you used to be all twiggy, now look at you” Kelsey said now poking my abs, I growled in annoyance and stepped back, much to their amusement

“Whatever” I scowled “I have to go now” I said

“Oh, by son” Anne said pulling me into another bone crushing hug

“Ok bye mum” I said and went to pull away but couldn’t “Mum!” I shouted and she sighed

“Fine, fine go leave your poor mother” she pouted and I just rolled my eyes and kissed her cheek before hugging Kelsey quickly

“Say bye to Mike for me” I smirked and dashed out the door before she could throw anything else at me.

I hopped down the steps to my Prius, -yeah it’s a bit old but this cars may baby and if anyone hurts it there in trouble- and opened the door of my now fully fixed car, and let me tell you if I see that guy again he’s defiantly going to get a piece of my mind, this time without police or she beasts to save him.

The drive back to my house was filled with loud music blasting from the stereo blocking out my thoughts that probably would have in turn, made me a murderer. I pulled up to my apartment complex and walked up the stairs to my floor, briefly taking into consideration that, by the looks of the movers, someone had moved in across the hall from me.

*

‘Tick, tick tick’

That sole sound was the only thing I could hear,

‘Tick tick tick’

My eye twitched in annoyance

‘Tick tick tick’

I pulled the couch pillow over my head

‘Tick tick tick’

“Shut the fuck up!” I shouted flying from my spot on the couch towards that stupid clock ripping it off the wall and smashing my foot against the glass case, before flopping back on the couch face first sighing at the peace.

‘Tick tick tick’

My jaw clenched and just like one of those stupid cartoons...the clock kept ticking….So like the calm person I am I strolled over to the clock, picked it up, walked to my apartment door opened it then proceeded to rip the batteries out of the back and throwing the clock into the hall viciously and slamming my door shut.

Zayn’s POV:

I practically jumped over the side of the couch. Some girl on tv just got killed in a closet and there was a massive bang just outside my door…coincidence? I really hope so. Standing I grabbed the nearest thing for a weapon- no way was I gonna be like that girl and be unarmed- a table lamp, and walked towards the door.

I paused for a second gaining my breath “come on Zayn man up” I mumbled out loud before abruptly pulling the door open and jumping into the hall, lamp at the ready to defend myself against the …Mutilated clock on the floor?? “What the fuck?” I asked incredulously looking around and sighing in relief when no one was around to see me being so stupid. I mean what did I expect a mass murderer? Pfft yeah right.

A door opened to the right of me and I swung the lamp in my hands at the mysterious thing- ok so maybe I was still a little jumpy- the lamp made contact with something and I stared in horror as my across the hall neighbour was clocked in the head, no pun intended.

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