I know it ain't my business
'Cause I'm the one who asked for the distance
But are you alone? Are you alright?
And maybe you would judge me
If I said that I hope you still love me
Feels like you don't, but I'm scared that I'm right
-Waiting

Zayn made a quick bowl of cornflakes with some fruits angrily, mentally slapping himself for thinking that Harry could be different than any others;if something he is worse.

He shouldn't have trusted Harry with his parents, now it's all messed up. He might have to kill Harry and that means killing his Pr-

Zayn shook his head. He didn't wanted to loose his princess.

Zayn headed back towards his room,taking deep breaths and trying to control his anger. He can't let Harry know about this yet. Jonathan was going to be here in few hours and then he would handle it .

Zayn took a deep breath again,releasing it through his mouth and closing his eyes for a second before opening the door.

And as soon as he did,he wanted to close it back again . Harry was looking at him with sparkling eyes and dimpled smile. He was sitting in the same position as earlier,with no shirt on and Zayn for the first time noticed Harry's body.

It looked soft, it looked like a cloud that Zayn wanted to touch but knew that he shouldn't. He couldn't. You can't catch a cloud now ,can you?

"Zayn ?" Harry asked in a soft raspy voice, snapping Zayn out of his thoughts.

"Yeah?" Zayn said and Harry smiled a little more,his dimples getting deeper,eyes crinkling.

"My breakfast. " Harry said pointing his finger at the tray in Zayn's hand.

"Oh..yeah. here." Zayn said as he moved towards Harry.

Harry still looked soft and fluffy, like a cloud. He looked vulnerable and beautiful,his curls were more curlier now as they were drying.

"Zayn. "Harry said again and Zayn shook his head.

"I'm sorry ." Zayn said as he wordlessly helped Harry eat. Holding the bowl for him,as Harry ate with the spoon.

Jonathan's words kept repeating in his head.

"Zayn." Harry said again and Zayn looked at Harry.

"Hmm ?" Zayn asked.

"I'm done. " Harry said keeping his spoon in the empty bowl. Harry smiled . Harry was genuinely Happy, he was Happy that Zayn cared for him and most Importantly, Zayn smiled. Zayn smiled at him.

Just the thought of that made him smile.

Zayn didn't replied anything as He moved the bowl and tray away. He was about to move away when Harry took a hold on his hoodie.

"What's wrong? You were fine just a few minutes ago . Did something happened when you went to make breakfast?" Harry asked,his hand still fisting Zayn's hoodie.

'Yeah. I found out your true colors.' Zayn wanted to shout but he didn't.  He just tried to walk away but Harry didn't let go on his hoodie, "Harreh,let it go." Zayn grinted through his teeth.

"What's wrong with you ?" Harry asked but Zayn glared at him before taking a hold on Harry's hand and angrily swatting it away from his hoodie before he marched out of the room ,slamming the door shut making Harry flinch.

Harry just sat there for a few minutes staring at the door,he couldn't understand why Zayn started behaving like that suddenly. Harry was about to move from bed when the door opened again and Zayn walked in.

Zayn collected his laptop and phone before he stared looking around Harry.

"Zayn. " Harry tried but there was no response.

"Zayn. " Harry tried again but still no response.

"Z-" Harry was about to say it again but Zayn stopped and glared at him ,"Don't say my name. "

"What do you mean ?" Harry asked .

"Where is your phone?" Zayn asked instead.

"My phone ?" Harry parroted.

"Yes. Your phone . Where is it ?" Zayn asked.

"I don't know. I haven't seen it since the incident. " Harry truthfully said.

"Harry, don't lie to me. Just give it to me." Zayn said and Harry sighed,he was so confused and Zayn interrogating him like that wasn't helping.

"You were going to call ,Ashton that day ,right?" Zayn said remembering that Harry threatened him about Calling Ashton to talk.

"Oh yeah. But I didn't. I didn't even touch the phone and I think I forgot it at that place.shit." Harry said slapping his forehead.

"Are you telling the truth?" Zayn asked.

"What do you mean by that? And why are you asking me all this ? I really don't know where my phone is ." Harry said and Zayn was about to answer when a ringtone was heard.

Zayn and Harry both stopped talking and listened Carefully, the sound was coming from the bed.Zayn started shuffling the blanket and as soon as he moved the mattress a little the phone fell out.

Zayn and Harry both looked at the device ringing on the floor.

"Oh ,so you didn't knew where your phone was ? You actually forgot it there ? THEN HOW THE HELL DID IT GOT UNDER YOUR MATTRESS ?" Zayn yelled stomping on the phone angrily.

Harry's hormones and Zayn's anger didn't got well together, Harry's eyes filled with tears at Zayn's range.

"I-I.." Harry tried to defend himself, he really didn't knew how his phone reached here. He really didn't. 

"Stop it. Just stop it already. I know who you really are. And your acting skills are really great but they ain't working on me. So wipe those fake tears. I'll show you your place soon. You'll pay for this. " Zayn said as he collected his laptop and both the phones before walking out of the room and locking it .

Harry broke down in tears as soon as Zayn was out of the door. What was this ? What the heck was Zayn talking about? He didn't do anything? What did he do ?

Whereas Zayn was pacing in his office, trying to calm himself down. He was feeling stupid, his phone rang again and Zayn picked it up hesitantly, it was again a unknown number.

"Hello ?" Zayn said . And he was met with the sound of a door slamming and then someone laughing.

"I thought you were a fool. But you just proved me right. Thanks for making it easier for me. Start preparing for the funeral, the body oh I mean the bodies will be with you till midnight, sorry for the delay but I'll like to kill them with my own hands."

The same person as earlier said and Zayn didn't understood anything for a second Before he understood everything and ran like a flash towards Harry's room.

He quickly opened the door ,just to find a empty bed.

Harry was gone.

His princess was gone.