Ego and psychopathic tendencies

He stood at the terrace of the building, his sharp eyes taking the note of how the young girl came out of the building; screaming like a banshee and then finally succumbed, dropping to her knees in despair.

He took a long drag, letting the smoke out of his mouth and watched it twirl and rise in the night air.

As he saw the cloud of smoke, his ears were still hearing to the long cries of agony that the girl let out while sitting on the street. Slowly, steadily; he observed, just like the cloud of smoke did, her cries too started fading and then abruptly stopped.

He looked upon her fragile figure lying limp on the street with absolutely no emotion. However, inside, he was so close to snapping.

"Stalked her enough?" Louis rasped from behind him.

Zayn turned around, his hazel eyes falling upon his partner's short, muscular stature, who had his arms crossed in front of his chest, making his biceps and triceps more noticeable.

Zayn looked down then, throwing the cigarette on the ground and stomped on it. Taking out a pack of Marlboro from his back pocket, he offered Louis, "Want one?"


Louis pursed his lips, eyebrows knitting together, creating a deep crease on his forehead; his body stiffened.

Any other day, he surely won't have minded a good round of smoking and would have undoubtedly accepted the cancer stick from Zayn but not tonight.

Not when Zayn had crossed his limits.

"Well..." Zayn drawled, but then shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and shoved the packet in his back pocket as Louis made no effort to take the cigarette from his hand.

"I asked you something." Louis said, irritation seeping into his tone.

Zayn raised an eyebrow at him, "Are we seriously fighting over this?"

"No, we are not." Louis gritted out. Not yet. He added mentally.

"I am just trying to knock some sense into you." He then unfolded his hands and walked towards Zayn, who was standing with his hands clasped behind his back and listening to him patiently.

Taking this as a cue to continue, Louis put a hand on his shoulder and continued, "What you did to the police officer was insane. And placing that dead body in her cabinet was absolutely, ridiculously unnecessary."

Zayn opened his mouth to argue, but Louis cut him off with a raised finger, "No, hear me out first. Then open your mouth. You need to leave the girl alone. For fuck's sake, let her be. Harry and I did not helped you escape the jail just so you can torment the poor soul."

Zayn scoffed and turned around. Looking down at the street, he noticed that Cynthia was gone.

He then looked up, and snapped at Louis, "You fucking sound like Harry. I don't like it."

Louis sighed from behind him and walked forward to stand beside him. Shoving his hands in his pockets, Louis informed Zayn, his blue eyes looking straight at the building in front of him, "At this moment, nobody can sound like Harry."

Zayn let his gaze fall on Louis. With a confused smile gracing his face, he asked, "The fuck do you even mean?"

Louis sighed, still looking straight ahead, and answered in a low voice, "He is well, I guess, feeling guilty for stopping you from killing her-" he stopped, and furrowed his eyebrows, "-or maybe he didn't like what you did, you know, like stuffing her kitchen with a fucked up dead body? Or well, he- Goddammit! Give me a cigarette." Louis grunted.

Zayn laughed at him and handed a cigarette and a lighter to him.

Louis lit the cigarette and took a long drag, puffing out the smoke and then took a long sigh of relief.

"You were saying?" He heard Zayn saying from beside him.

"Yeah, that-" Louis took a quick look at Zayn, only to find him with a cigarette between his lips and then looked straight ahead, "Well, I don't know. He is acting weird. Weirder then always."

Zayn chuckled at this, voicing out, "He always acts weird. Just when I think that he can not be more weird, bitch of a man finds a way to prove me wrong."

Louis let out a laugh, shaking his head a bit, then ran his fingers through his brown locks; his expressions turning serious.

"Back to the topic; you really need to leave the girl all alone. I think that's enough."

Zayn's expressions turned stormy at this. He clenched his fist, his jaw ticking and looked away from Louis' direction.

"Za-"

"She fucking got me arrested."

"I know ma-"

"Of course, you know." Zayn scoffed and then looked at Louis who was already staring at him intently. "But you still tryna defend the bitch?" He asked incredulously.

Louis groaned in response. Rubbing his face, he then settled down with scratching the slight stubble that was growing on his chin.

"It's not about that, dude."

"Then what is it about?"

"Goodness, you are being stupid!" Louis finally shouted, making Zayn flinch at the sudden outburst, but he soon recovered from the shock, as anger burned his chest.

"Are you fucking hearing yourself? I am being stupid?" He seethed, his nostrils flaring, "That little wench got me arrested!
Fucking goddammit, arrested! I had been involved in countless shitty things, and now I got arrested for what? Because I killed a prick? Because I killed a bigger asshole?"

"This could have ended just there, you dickhead-" Louis raised his voice, unable to control his temper, "-if you would have just lay low for a couple of days. Now the whole motherfucking police force is behind you! Behind Harry!"

"You are concerned about that? Policemen are blinking idiots! We can deal with them later. But what the fuck about me, my image? Can you imag-"

"For once, stop being a narcissistic dog."

Louis closed his eyes in frustration, pinching his nose to calm himself as he heard Harry growl from behind them.

Zayn whipped his head around and stared at Harry with animosity filled in his hazel eyes.

"What did you just said?" He hissed at his direction, turning around fully so now that they were face to face.

"You fucking heard me well." Harry gritted out, taking quick steps towards Zayn, his knuckles white as he clenched his hands to control himself from punching him.

"The first thing I told you when we were on our way back to home was to either leave London, or at least do not cause any problem. And what you did? You killed Rupert and fucking put that dead body in the girl's flat! Are you fucking insane? Why the fuck you just don't listen?"

"Because the last time I listened to you-" Zayn shouted back, pointing a finger at Harry, "-that is what led me to end up in jail!"

"No!" Harry barked out, punching Zayn's chest in anger, making him stumble back, "You ended up in jail because you were fucking irresponsible! You have been told millions of times before, you just do not get to kill anyone for fun! That Eddy boy you killed, it was unnecessary! That's why the girl got involved!"

"You have the nerves to defend the girl?" Zayn composed himself and took hold of Harry's collar, "I, for once, tried to help! I fucking saved her from getting molested!" He shook Harry by his collar, "This is what I get in return?"

Harry pushed away Zayn in outrage and freed himself off his clutches before growling in his face, "For all I know, that was just another excuse to kill."

"Don't dare say that." Zayn growled back with equal hostility.

"Oh yeah-" Harry sneered, "-but still I can not help but think that you are a sick bastard."

Louis, who was standing a couple  feet away from them, leaning on the terrace wall with a bored expression and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, eyed Zayn at this, tensing a bit as he saw hurt flash in his onyx eyes.

He pushed himself off the wall and was about to intervene when another voice stopped him dead in his tracks.

"Quit it, both of you." 

Three of them snapped their head towards a very irritated Liam walking towards them; his face marred by a deep frown, eyes narrow.

Without delay of even one second, Harry questioned, "You got rid of the body?"

"Yes," Liam sighed, running his fingers through his hair, stopping in front of them as they now stood in a circle, "Just now dumped it. It was tough, Amanda won't leave my side. And Cynthia-" he gave a side glare to Zayn at this, to which he responded with a middle finger, "-won't stop crying."

"Yeah, yeah. You had your precious girlfriend to take care of. " Harry scoffed at him, earning a vicious glare from him.

Zayn furrowed his eyebrows at this, "How is your girlfriend involved in all this? What the fuck are you not telling me?"

"Where did you dumped the body?" Louis asked promptly after Zayn.

"In Bryson's warehouse." Liam said, dodging Zayn's question. Then, he turned his head to face Zayn, "And you, for fuck's sake, Z, are you psycho?"

Zayn sighed and rolled his eyes, moving back as he muttered, "Here, we go again."

"No, seriously!" Liam exclaimed, flailing his hands in the air, then looked at Harry and Louis, "Did you people see what he did to the body?" Without giving them any time to response, he continued, grabbing Zayn's left shoulder as he tried turning away, "He slit his mouth, ear to ear!"

"Good lord..." Louis mumbled in frustration upon discovering this as Harry kept quiet, stunned at the revelation; meanwhile, Zayn gritted his teeth.

"And of course, what the fuck did you do with his stomach? A big chunk is missing?"

"Fuck you, Zayn! Fuck your psychopathic tendencies!" Harry suddenly shouted at Zayn.

Rage filled Zayn to the brim as he slapped away Liam's hand and pushed Harry, while seething, "Mind your language, Styles!"

"Shut it, two of you!" Liam shouted and pulled Zayn away from Harry while Louis looked at the three of them, utterly uninterested, knowing still there is lots of drama to unfold.

"He fucking arrested me. She filed the complain against me, taking my name specifically. They deserved that!" Zayn growled.

"Shut up, Zayn. She didn't filed the complaint against you!" Liam snapped at Zayn.

"So who did?" Zayn bit back.

Pursing his lips, Liam frowned deeply, not knowing how Zayn will react to this. He looked him in the eyes, before deciding that coming out clean is the best option and opened his mouth, voicing his next sentence with a strong voice, making three jaws drop.

"I did."

A/N: Surprise! Liam's friends with the infamous trio!  So thoughts on the chapter and characters?

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