during the next three days, i didn't talk to harry at all as he was always with louis.

yes, it hurt me,

yes, i felt like killing louis,

yes i felt like strangling harry,

but i needed to stay strong.

"hi pez." i hugged perrie.

"leigh." i winked at her.

"what's up? how are you and harry?" leigh asked me.

"uh.. well.. harry.." i didn't want to say it. "harry is actually taken." i sighed.

"what?!" perrie nearly choked.

"harry's taken?! that's..." leigh has no words either.

"on the bright side, my dad is finally accepting this fact and told me i should fight.. for harry's love.." i smiled a little.

"it's still not right. he knew you loved him." perrie rolled her eyes.

"here, i'll leave you two be. i'll see you later." leigh kissed perrie's cheek and waved at me, then walked off.

"so what's going to happen next?" perrie questioned, a sad look in her face.

i shrugged. "i'm just going to fight." i loved harry this much, and he clearly doesn't realize it.

a sudden, the bell rang.

"okay i guess i'll see you later perrie." i smiled at her. perrie nodded, and we went our separate ways.

when i arrived in my class, i sat down and waited for the teacher to come in.

"hey, hey zayn?" i totally forgot louis was in this class.

and harry.

"louis." i rolled my eyes.

"stay away from my boyfriend, got that?" louis had 2 other people beside him from the football team.

"which one?" i scoffed, opening my notebook.

"at least i've been kissed." louis snarled, his football buddies laughed.

"at least i've got more than just a kiss." i smirked. louis wasn't taking it.

he pushed me a little. i stood up.

"no. just stay away from my harry. got that?" louis pushed me into my desk.

"no. you stay away from my harry." i pushed louis into the desks behind him.

"why would he date such an ugly piece of garbage like you?!" louis furrowed his eyebrows.

"oh! i'm sorry, i was trying to look like you today." i grinned.

"fight! fight! fight!..." the class began to chant.

and louis didn't consider this a joke a all.

i went in to push louis, when his fist made contact with my nose.

i fell backwards over the desks, and louis fell as well.

i clutched my nose, blood all over my hand.

my vision was terrible. it was almost blurry.

suddenly, harry ran into the room, his arms filled with books.

"i'm sorry i'm- louis! are you okay?!" harry dropped his books and bent down next to louis.

jesus christ, i'm the one bleeding, probably with a broken nose, yet you go to louis who is perfectly fine.

then harry looked at me.

"zayn why...." i didn't get the rest, as everything went dark.

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