Zayn:

"I called you four times and I texted you then you made me call again? Who do you think you are, asshole?" Louis was screaming at me the minute I said hello.

"Okay shut up, I was planning to call you but.. something came up."

"Oh really? I had so many stuff I could be doing now instead of wasting my time working for you, didn't I?" He continued to shout that I had to put the phone away from my ear.

"I know.. I know you like dick, and enjoy some special time with someone pampering yours." I smirked and he laughed.

"Anyway, I have some updates for you," he finally calmed down.

"Yeah?" My heart started to beat faster. I hate this.

"Yeah. You know what, to be honest with you, your cousin is a goddamn fucker."

I sighed, now I'm the one who is impatient.

"My man called me, said Holland told his lawyers he's a heterosexual."

"Hell what?"

"Yeah, exactly. Hellerosexual. And he's expecting a kid with a woman."

"What the shit? He always hit on boys and he flirts all day with my employee Joe and now he's straight! What kind of bullshit is that!"

"Imagine. He's doing that cause, you know, how judges feel towards gays."

"Such a mortherfucker!!" I moved my hand through my hair, feeling myself getting angry, if Holland was in front of me, I would love to choke him to death.

Louis stayed silent.

"So what are we doing now?" I asked.

"I'm going to see Liam and our group of lawyers in an hour. And we'll see."

"Liam? Why did you hire him?"

"Because he's our friend and a very good lawyer. Duh."

My heart sank. The last time I met Liam, I made him apologize for calling Harry a whore.

And I was right.

But would he help me sincerely now?

"And by the way, you have to come down and bring Harry if you can."

Bringing Harry with me? Should I? My head is a fucking mess now.

"Okay. I'll see ya." I finally mumbled.

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I got downstairs, and headed to the kitchen to grab a beer, I feel like I need one; Harry was sitting there, and I didn't know why but I was surprised. I mean the guard was gone now.

He was facing the window, having his head between his hands, looking fucking adorable.

Still feels like a dream that I had sex with him. My heart fluttered at last night memory.

I drank some of it, and headed to him, putting my arms around him from behind, hugging him like a bear. Pressing a kiss on his hair.

Surprisingly, he stood up and walked out the kitchen.

What the hell?

I followed behind him like a puppy. Wondering if I did something wrong.

He was sitting now in front of the tv, watching it but not really watching it, his eyes didn't even blink once.

I wanted to join him but something made me sense he didn't want me to. So I stood up beside the sofa.

"Harry,"

He didn't respond.

"Harry!" I said a bit louder, just a bit.

He hummed.

"Have I done something wrong? Are you alright?"

Silence.

Fuck! I threw myself on the sofa and he didn't turn to look at me.

"What's wrong, baby?"

He turned around to look at me now, his green eyes were a bit angry, looking into mine now.

"Do you want me to be honest?" He asked, pouting his lips, showing how furious he is.

"Sure!" I nodded my head.

"Who were you talking to?"

"Louis." I answered fast, wondering where this was heading.

"Who. Were. You. Talking. To?" He repeated from between his clinched teeth.

"I told you, it's Louis." What the hell all that was for?

He stood up to walk away again, but in a hurry, I grabbed his wrist gently.

"Harry, please don't leave. Tell me what's wrong?"

"Zayn! Let go of my wrist." His voice sounded hurt.

I did and he sat down again. Moving his hair out of his eyes.

"If you were really talking to Louis, why did you take the phone upstairs?"

And I smiled.

"Is that what this is about?"

He frowned and glared at me adorably. How dumb he is to think I may even look at anyone else?

"My silly angel." I laughed and pulled him into my chest, wanting to bury him between my ribs.

"Zayn! Let go."

"Never!" I petted his head and kissed his hair.

"We were talking about the case we pulled against Holland." I finally told him. "I seriously did not want to tell you before but I think you should know now."

"Oh." He tensed a bit in my arms but his voice was calmer.

"I didn't want to worry you about it, but Louis told me we have to see the lawyers,"

He lift his face up to look at me, he's breathtaking. I only wish he was smiling. I have to make those dimples show.

"When?" He asked me.

"In an hour."

He looked down and I moved my hand to his hair again, "Just a week maybe and we'll be done."

"Okay. Yeah." He nodded.

"I want a kiss." I whispered and he smiled. He leant over and pressed his lips to mine, using a bit of his tongue.

"Hum.." I moaned a bit and he broke the kiss, making me whimper.

"I'm.. you know.." he shuttered.

"Gorgeous?" I licked his nose playfully and he wrinkled it in disgust. But a smile was there.

"No, I'm.. sorry."

"What was that?" I laughed, pretending I didn't hear it.

"I'M SORRY!"

I let out a loud laugh and pulled him again in a hug, and he started to hit me on the arms.

"You're gorgeous, though." And I saw him blush.

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Harry and I were both wearing suits as we walked into Liam's office, after Louis texted me that the lawyers were waiting for us.

I was aware of people's eyes following us. Maybe cause we were both guys holding hands, or maybe cause Harry was a complete beauty walking like the model he is beside me. A beauty that could start a war. Oh he did.

ZaynxHarry VS Mr.rapist. 

When we got in front of the office, I knocked and opened the door for Harry to walk first and I followed him, putting my hand on the small of his back.

They all greeted us, and my eyes met Liam's and he darted his eyes away from me.

We were friends since a long time and he knew more about me that even Louis, and I was also quite aware that.. he likes me.

I pulled Louis into a hug and he tried to pinch my nipples, thank the suit he couldn't really get to me.

"So, Harry," One of the lawyers spoke after we sat down, "Please tell us everything since you met Holland."

I looked at Harry and he swallowed loudly. And looked at Louis.

"Can- can I talk alone with you?" Harry said to the lawyers and I frowned in surprise.

"Harry?" I breathed in shock.

"It's okay, Zayn. Let's go." Louis pulled me out and I felt.. hurt.

When we stepped outside, I huffed in annoyance, "What was that now?" I asked Louis, not expecting an answer.

"Calm down, Zaynie."

"No Louis! What fucking was that?"

"He's probably scared." He said calmly.

I let out a bitter laugh, "Yeah sure, and he didn't want me beside him?"

"He's probably scared of you."

"Why would he be scared of me!?"

"Scared of you knowing about him and Holland hooking up, idiot."

I looked at Louis and sighed again. I would never ever be mad at Harry. But I feel like shit right now knowing that he's scared of me, or that he doesn't trust me enough? I thought we share a deeper bond now.

I don't know I was having so many feelings that I wanted to punch the wall or cry.

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About an hour, Louis headed to buy a soda after asking me if I wanted one, and I declined.

The door to Liam's office was opened and Liam walked outside. He barely looked my way before walking the other way.

"Liam." I shouted his name and he stopped.

"Yeah?" He replied softly. Like the soft-hearted that he is.

He waited for me to say something and I didn't know what should I say. I opened my mouth then closed it.

"Do you want to say something?" He asked me, rubbing his beard.

"I'm sorry." I nearly shouted which looked awkward.

He shook his head and walked to sit where I was sitting and patted the seat beside him for me to sit as well. And I did.

"I'm sorry too." He said, "For calling Harry names, and for what happened to him."

"It's not your fault." I witted my lips.

"He doesn't deserve all this."

I nodded.

"Liam, you're going to help him right?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Of course. Are you really doubting me?"

"No, it's just.. our last encounter wasn't the best."

"And I was the one who's wrong; judging Harry even though I know everything he went through. Well, now I know more but still."

"Even though you..."

He cut me, "Yes, Zayn. Even though I like you. I'll do everything to help Harry. For you."

And I couldn't help it but pull him into a hug.

"Thank you." I whispered and felt him leaving a kiss on my neck as he hugged me tight. Me and him forgetting where we were.

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