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RISSA'S POV:

Zayn and Harry were intensely staring at each other and they were communicating through looks, that I couldn't understand. They knew something that I didn't know. The goosebumps on my arms rose and the dreadful feeling was settled in the pit of my stomach, the fact that I dreamt of this place didn't help.

"Guys," I spoke, snapping them out of their 'communication'. "What's happening?"

I saw Zayn visibly tense up and he sighed, his breath leaving in a wisp of fog. Harry remained completely blasé and he kept his poker face.

"Rissa," Zayn began slowly. "I've been wanting to tell you something."

I felt myself shudder. This is never good. Every time Zayn approaches me like this, it's always bad news.

"What?" I questioned, trying not to let the nerves get to me.

"Rissa," Harry butted in, making me tense up. I can't look at Harry in the eyes. "We don't think that-"

"Harry, don't tell her. Please." Zayn interrupted, making me even more nervous.

"You know what?!" I finally bursted, letting out an angry yell. "I'm tired of you two keeping things from me!" I angrily yelled, making both Zayn and Harry seem taken aback. "If these things relate to me, I have the fücking right to know!"

"Rissa, calm down-"

I cut off Harry by continuing what I was saying. "Don't tell me to calm down! I'm tired of trying to connect the fücking dots! I don't want to play any more mind games." I panted, trying to catch my breath.

I don't know where this sudden anger came from, but it was itching to be released.

Zayn stepped forward and grabbed me by my arms, making me yell even more.

"Don't touch me, Zayn!" I fumed in anger. Zayn's eyes widened at my insolent behaviour, nonetheless his grip was strong. "Can you not hear?! I said, let go of me!"

"Zayn, let go of her," Harry spoke. When Zayn didn't stop, Harry came between us and tried to pry Zayn away from me. Just as Zayn was about to let go, we heard a low sound, causing all of us to silence.

At first, I didn't recognize the sound. But then I realized that someone was laughing. It was a low, deep chuckle, one that was menacing.

Instinctively, I held onto the person closest to me, which just so happened to be Harry. All three of us looked in the direction of the chuckle and I let out a gasp.

It was the scene from my dream. Rain started drizzling over us, a bit more heavier than before. I saw a man in the shadows. His legs were visible and his hands were tucked into the pockets of his dress pants.

I gulped, but my mouth was dry. I was clinging onto Harry's arm so tightly, that my fingers felt numb. This couldn't happen.

"Who's there?" Harry asked in a strong and confident voice.

The man chuckled again and I held my breath as he took another step forward, revealing his upper body. He took another step and I felt nauseous as his face came into view.

"A-Andrew?" Zayn stuttered, sounding the most vulnerable I've ever heard him.

"No," I whispered so quietly that no one heard me.

That disgusting man, that I unfortunately call my father, let a smirk play his thin lips. He quirked an eyebrow at Zayn and I felt my grip tighten on Harry's arm, when his gaze moved over to me, slowly taking me in.

"That's Mr.Eckhart for you," he replied in a strict tone.

Zayn was scared, for the first time ever. He looked like a three-year-old that had been caught red-handed. Zayn was cowering in fear, although he was trying to remain confident.

"You know what's great?" Andrew asked, before walking in strides, back and forth, gravel crunching under his feet. "Watching you three fight. It's great, really." He laughed, looking back at us, with an evil gleam in his eyes.

I wanted to punch him in the nose. I hate his so much. His physical appearance and his emotions were both so overwhelming and I hate both so much.

"What do you want?" Harry spoke, not letting Andrew's words affect him.

Andrew's gaze was strong and intimidating. All I wanted to do was run, far away from this place. But I was frozen, and I couldn't move at all. My feet felt planted in the ground.

"I want nothing," he started walking again. "How did you like the surprise, Ris, baby?"

I felt my muscles tense up when he addressed me, and I felt Harry's arm tense too. Andrew stared right at me, and stopped walking.

"Not going to answer?" He asked, innocently. "Come on, listen to your daddy."

"Stop," Harry spoke firmly, glaring at Andrew.

"Stop what?" Andrew spat angrily. "Fück off, Harry." He briefly glanced at me. "Rissa, did you know that you're not my only daughter?" He continued, with an amused smirk on his lips.

"I knew from before," I spoke up, trying to sound confident.

The smile was wiped off of his face in one second. "No you didn't," he argued, his shoulders stiffening up.

I nodded, "Yes, I did." I was hoping that my lies would be sufficient enough.

"Bullshìt!" He cussed, loudly. "This kid couldn't even grow the balls to tell you," he spat, grabbing Zayn by his blazer. I watched in complete shock as Zayn did nothing in response.

Andrew smirked again, suddenly letting go of Zayn's blazer.

"But Zayn, has a lot to tell you." He said teasingly, making Zayn look away from Harry and I. "Doesn't he?"

The rain pattered even more quickly, almost as if it was adjusting to the circumstances and tension between all of us.

Zayn looked down at the floor, while Andrew let out a throaty laugh, making me shudder again.

"Come on, pretty boy. Tell Harry and Rissa," Andrew mocked, walking around Zayn so he was standing in front of him.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Zayn replied, still refusing to meet my gaze.

"Zayn, use that brain of yours. You're not the world's most successful businessman for no reason," Andrew said, with a strange glint in his eyes.

Zayn didn't say anything in response. Andrew let out a bitter laugh and looked at Harry and I.

"Well, how about you two?" He inquired, looking at the both of us, walking closer. "What do you think Zayn is hiding?"

We remained silent.

"I'm sure he has a big secret that he's just itching to release, right, Zayn?" Andrew mocked, walking back and setting a hand on Zayn's shoulder, making him take in a shaky breath.

"Andrew, you need to stop what you're doing." Harry spoke up, causing him to let a vicious grin take over his features.

"Why would I stop?" Andrew asked, innocently. "I'm not even doing anything wrong."

"Andrew, stop or else I will have my security escort you." Harry warned, in a even tone. Thunder rumbled in the sky and more rain fell down.

Andrew let out a humourless chuckle at Harry's words. "I'm the host. You're just a mere guest, Harry." He informed, making Harry grit his teeth together.

"That doesn't mean I don't have men on my side, Andrew. Leave Zayn alone." Harry spoke in a strict tone, surprising me so much.

"Rissa," Andrew whined sarcastically. "Zayn, wants to tell you something. Speak, Zayn."

Zayn froze and he made direct eye contact with me, before taking his bottom lip in between his teeth. He was scared. Zayn Malik was scared.

"Alright, if he's not going to spill, let me tell you." Andrew began menacingly, taking out his hands from his pockets and rubbing them together in excitment. "So, it-"

Andrew was cut off abruptly, just as the back door opened again. All of us, except for Andrew, shockingly stared at the person who walked out.

He navy blue gown gracefully sweeped the floor with every step she took. The look on her face was of pure confusion, the blond curls framing her face perfectly.

"Harry, I was looking for you." She claimed, eyeing how I was holding on to Harry.

Her eyes wandered and they widened when they landed on Andrew. "Dad? What are you doing here?"

Andrew smirked, trying to control his amused laugh that wanted to escape.

"Wait... Zayn?" She spoke when she saw him. "Why is everyone out here?"

Andrew finally let out the laugh he was holding in. "Oh May, come and join the party. You just made the game so much more fun, than it already was."

I felt chills run down my back and it felt like the surroundings got dangerously darker and the rain poured harder.

A/N:

I hope you enjoyed the early update! This chapter wasn't edited and its late at night so point out mistakes, loves. I hope it wasn't too shitty.

MADE IN THE A.M. IM SCREAMING AHHHH WHAT AM I GOING TO DO FOR 2 YEARS WHEN THE BOYS GO ON BREAK - MY LIFE REVOLVES AROUND THEM!! ITS AMAZING OML

What are your favourite songs off of the album?? Don't forget to go buy it and stream it!!

What do you think is going to happen? What is Andrew talking about? What do you think Zayn is supposed to 'reveal'?

55 comments for an early update?

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-Maya. xox