CH.78:"FUCKING COWARD"

ZAYN'S POV

I was super fucking pissed at Harry. He's adding fuel to the fire.

I chased Lindy who was already leaving the pub and I can tell that she is crying as she was heading out. I called out her name through the massive people around but she didn't look back at me. I have to stop her and I have to explain that this was not part of the plan. This was all my idea of her coming here all the way to Glendale, and I was even the one who pleaded for her to be here and Harry just fucked it up again.

I told the lads to keep an eye on Harry and not to let him know that Lindy was here and saw it because this place was not the perfect time for that chaos. It's too public and Harry looked too drunk to handle this now. I don’t even fucking know why he is kissing Georgia Fowler and allowing her to sit on his fucking lap.

"Lindy wait up!!!" I called out to her as I grabbed her wrist before she reaches the door.

She pulled them back and stared at me with her tears all over her rosy cheeks. I pity her so much for everthing that she's been through so much. Such a beautiful girl to get hurt like this and I feel all responsible for even dragging her here knowing she will see what she had to see.

"You did this on purpose!" She said out angrily.

"What?" I asked.

"You wanted to get back at me for doing that interview! You wanted to get back at me because your friend was dying on tour! You did this to hurt me!” She raised her voice.

“Lindy I didn’t know this was going to happen!” I explained.

“I don’t believe you! Any of you! I came all the way from Canada to Glendale just to see Harry having another woman sitting on his lap and kssing him!” Her voice was shaking.

"We didn't know that Harry was with Georgia. We didn't know she was even here. You know what we planned in the first place and we could never go this far to hurt you. There’s no point to get revenge on you. You have been through so much and all we wanted to do was to help.”

"Help?!” She gestures with her hands. “This was far much worst! I have been trying so hard to mend my broken heart back as much as I could and I have been trying to get my peace. But all of a sudden you are trying to toy around with my emotions again!”

"We came here to pick him up, that was the plan. We didn't plan this to make it worst Lindy. We want you to work it out with Harry. We--"

"Zayn please!" She cries. “I have been through do much and my heart is breaking into pieces again. I do not know how to recover from this pain because it really really hurts.”

She walked away but I grabbed her hand again and pulled her back to me. I dragged her to a dark corner so no one can see us having our little bickering. "Listen, will you?! I think Harry had a couple of drinks and he's just doing that to forget about you." I said to her but I know it didn’t sound right because even if he was hurting, he should not kiss any woman with brown hair.

"Enough Zayn!” She grabbed her hand away from mine and as I stare at her, she looked like she had enough with all this drama. “I'm fed up with all your lies coming from you down to Harry and I don't know what's the truth anymore! I shouldn't have had come here!"

She leaves the pub and even if I called out her name multiple times, she didn't answer me.

When everything was almost going as planned, Harry decides to fuck things up.

HARRY'S POV

“Lindy wait up!!” I hear Zayn’s voice.

I pulled away from my kiss and looked around the entire pub but all the blinding lights were making me feel dizzier. "Take me to your room." She plays with my curls.

I pulled myself away from her and tried to shake off the drunkness and blurred visions I was getting. As soon as I opened my eyes wider, I see a different face of a woman who is sitting on my lap. It was Georgia sitting on my lap and the entire time we were kissing, I thought it was Lindy.

"Georgia?" I murmured.

She smiles and leans her head over my shoulder. "Let's go to your hotel room baby."

She's not Lindy.

I wasn't kissing Lindy.

“Can you get off of me please?” I said nicely.

The moment she stands, I got up from my chair and walked away from her table, She chases me but I apologized to her and confessed that I mistook her for someone else. I left Georgia and apologized for what I did, I was embarrassed and not remembering how the hell I got on her table. I kept walking away staggering and wondered how the hell did I end up kissing her.

Fuck, my vision is getting so blurry right now and I know I was going to pass out anytime soon. All of a sudden I saw all the lads standing right in front of me and first I thought I was hallucinating, but they were really here. Niall, Louis and Liam were all looking at me, I think they are looking at me. I couldn’t tell if they were but I knew it was the lads.

"Is this some kind of a reunion, lads?" I asked with a grin.

I was getting really dizzy and felt as if my entire world was spinning. Damn all those tequila that I took. I regret it now and I shouldnt have had drank more than what I cannot take because I can feel my entire stomach belching out and I feel like vomitting. I almost fell off balance but Niall, I think it was Niall, caught me with his arm.

"Way to ruin the moment Harold." Louis tells me angrily.

"What?” I turn to Louis and frowned, “What did I do?"

I see a very angry looking Zayn who is walking towards where we were and I was so happy that we were complete here. As soon as Zayn was near, he grabbed me by the collar abruptly which surprises me. “What the fuck is wrong man?!”

"I should fucking ask you that!” Zayn screams at my face and I can tell that he was really angry.

“Lads, this is not a place for a commotion.” Liam says.

They were all circling me and Zayn who is still holding me angrily on the collar.

“Zayn, not here.” Louis sounded worried.

“People are watching, c’mon. Break it up.” Niall tries to push Zayn away from me.

I fixed myself as I was losing my balance again. Louis and Liam were holding me as I tried to stand. “What the fuck is wrong with that guy?” I pointed as I asked Liam.

Liam shakes his head as he stares at me, “You fucked up again Harry.”

My brows knitted, “What did I do?!”

I turn to Zayn as he hollers at me with raged voice, “Why the fuck did you snog Georgia Fowler?!”

I stared at him and wondered how he managed to see it. “I… I thought it was Lindy…” I laugh humorlessly. “You know even when I am drunk or not, I see her. Even when I am completely sober or singing to people on stage, I see her watching me on front row but everytime I stare at her, she disappears.”

"You know what Harry?” Zayn spits. “We're trying to help you but it looks like you don't need our help at all. Look at you Harry. You're a total fucking mess, you asshole." Zayn tells me as he pushed me on my chest before walking away.

I didn’t understand what he was saying and I don’t know what he was talking about too. I didn’t understand why he was so mad at me that I kissed Georgia.

"Why don't you go home now Harry? You look drunk." Liam said.

"That's enough Harold." Louis added as he pats my shoulder.

Niall pats my arm too, “You could have helped yourself.”

“What the fuck did I do?!” I hollered out as each of them started leaving me and looking all disappointed. They followed Zayn and left the pub without saying anything else. They left me all alone surrounded by two of my bodyguards. I feel so pissed and I don't know why.

LINDY'S POV

I was still trying so hard to forget what I saw in the bar.

I was still trying to convince myself that Harry is happy now and I needn’t had to be here to see him. All this time I was worried about him and his mental health but I guess he is actually doing better than me. Here I am sitting in this jazz bar and it felt everything is reminding me of Harry.

I was nursing myself with this drink in my hand that I don't know what but I just told the bartender that I needed something strong. This was not the best solution but I wanted to drown myself with alcohol hoping that it would kill the pain I am feeling. I've been here for almost an hour now and I don’t know how many glasses I have had but I was sustaining to have a clear vision. I was terribly brokenhearted and felt betrayed by these guys that I have trusted so much.

My phone rings and it was Zayn, I rejected his call.

He sends a message as it says: Please answer my call. You don’t know well the city.

"Miss are you alone?"

I moved my head to this guy who sat down right next to me on this stool with a drink on his hand and he smelled shit. He looked much older and I didn’t want to exchange conversation because I didn’t feel like wanting for a chat so I ignored him. I take a longer drink from my alcohol as I feel that burning sensation down my throat and feel my sight getting a little bit more blurry now.

"Hey I'm talking to you baby girl.” He calls out.

I sit here still ignoring him hoping that he would go away. I stare at the man who is now turning his attention to me. I pulled out my phone and replied to Zayn: Dream Jazz and Blues

“You look like you need some company.” The man still does not go away.

I kept ignoring him so I stand on my feet and tried to look for a vacant table. As soon as I stood, I felt my entire world getting dizzy. The man violently grabbed my arm and pulled me back as he stares at me angrily, “Don't be rude!"

"I don't want to talk to you!" I yelled and fought as I tried to pull my hand away causing me to spill all of my remaining alcohol on his pants.

“Why you little--”

"Hey man.” He was cut off when Zayn arrived the jazz bar bringing Paul and the other bodyguard that looked humongous. “Don't push the girl if she doesn't want to."

The man holding my wrist had finally released me but my entire world was spinning completely around causing me to lose my balance. I fell on the ground but was thankfully caught by Paul.

"Lindy are you okay?” Zayn asks but I was mumbling words that I didn’t know. "Carry her for me. We need to get out before the media sees us."

I know someone was carrying me and I know I was being taken somewhere. I hear doors slamming and engines starting but I was getting worried what was going to happen to me.

"Lindy hang in there."

I completely blacked out.

HARRY'S POV

By two in the morning, I was already inside my room being escorted by my other bodyguads. Prior getting back to the hotel, I went to a small coffee shop and grabbed something to sober myself up and it was what I needed to get myself unintoxicated. I lay myself to bed and stared at the ceiling wondering how the hell I was kissing Georgia Fowler and I was allowing her to sit on my lap. I wonder if the management had something to do with this.

Georgia was an old acquaintance and I met her when I was in a party in Los Angeles. She is a model from New Zealand and she was introduced to me on that same night in L. A. We talked the whole night during the party when we were in L. A and things heated up so we had casual sex in my hotel room but other than that, we didn’t had anything else between us.

I pulled my phone from my pocket and got on Twitter. I don’t know why I wanted to tweet but I felt like saying something tonight. @harry_styles: A little party never killed nobody.

I pulled myself from the bed and thought thoroughly about how Zayn acted in the pub. He was so mad as if I did something terribly awful. He told me about I fucked things up again and I did not get what he was trying to say. Maybe he was just mad that when he saw me kissing Georgia and knows that it will be on headlines the next day.

I am going out of my mind if I won’t be able to talk to Zayn and the other lads looked at me angrily too. I don’t know what they hell I did wrong earlier that made all of them pissed.

I have to fucking know.

I got out of my bedroom and walked to Zayn’s suite. I kept ringing his doorbell continuously but there was no answer. I knocked loudly until he finally opened his door. He was still wearing his shirt from earlier and looked terribly stressed. He didn’t say anything and just stared at me eagerly. There was something terribly wrong about this guy.

“We need to talk.”

He did not answer.

"Aren't you gonna let me in?" I asked.

He stepped aside and I walked inside his room before he closes the door behind him. I walked to his couch and sat down even if he didn’t offer.

"What do you want Harry?" he blurted as he gave me an eye.

I moved my head to him, “Why are you so mad at me?”

He did not answer.

“You have been so mad at me since earlier in the club!” I exclaimed.

“Because you are not helping yourself!”

I groan, “Zayn, I know I kissed Georgia but all those times I thought she was Lindy!”

“Harry that is not really an excuse for you to be seeing other girls.”

I rolled my eyes, “I think you didn’t get the whole I thought she was Lindy part.” I stand on my feet, “I know this will be on the headlines tomorrow or maybe even later, and I know you are only worried that Lindy might get hurt once she sees it.”

Zayn shakes his head.

“I don’t know why you are so mad at me and the other lads too!” I said clearly. “I went there to have fun. Wait, why were all of you in there too?” I asked.

“You are such a fucking asshole Harry.”

“Excuse me?!”

Zayn turns to me, “I should have know this would happen! I feel all responsible for what I did today and she is so mad at me thinking that I did it to get back at her for hurting you and calling you a liar on TV.”

My brows creasing as I walk towards Zayn who sounded quite strange. I know he was talking aout Lindy but I did not understand where this conversation was going. “What the fuck are you talking about Zayn?” I asked.

“I know how you wanna be with Lindy.” He tells me. “After seeing you all remorsed and awfully beaten up with this agony and pain you have bee feeling after she broke up with you, I thought she could help.”

“She?”

“Lindy.” He clarifies.

“What did you do?”

“I called her up to be here, booked her a flight so he can be here with you! She was very much eager to talk to you and looked very much willing to give it another chance with you. Yet you kiss Georgia like that in front of her and even had Georgia sit on your fucking lap!" Zayn gestures his hands towards me. “You fucked it all up big time when were suppose to surprise you!”

I was taken aback, "What did you say?"

Zayn groans as he scratches his hair, "Lindy saw you in the bar earlier kissing Georgia!"

I gaped as soon as I realized why they were all mad at me earlier. Thats why they had those look in their faces and that is why Zayn was so angry at me. It was not because pictures about me kissing another woman in a bar will be on the headlines but it was because Lindy was there.

Lindy was there.

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me about it?!" I exclaimed.

"We wanted to surprise you." Zayn explained. “She thought I was behind all this and thought I did all this to get revenge. She did not listen Harold. She was super mad to even believe what I had to say because of what you did!”

“Why didn’t you tell me in advance?!”

“Well why did you have to fucking kiss Georgia in the first place?!”

There was so much screaming in his suite and I felt compeltely cold in my entire body the moment I realized how I fucked things up again. Zayn must feel all horrible for what happened and how Lindy mistook it into thinking that it was a revenge.

She saw me.

Oh God she came here to talk to me and it was my change but she had to see me kissing another woman in a club.

I was so angry at myself for even thinking that drinking would help me but it made the entire situation worst. I made my fists into balls as I kept walking to and fro inside Zayn’s room. Lindy saw me kissing someone else. Lindy fucking saw that. Oh what kind of shit did you get yourself into Harry? I facepalmed and wanted to punch myself in the face.

Lindy came here to Glendale that means she is here in this hotel.

“Where is she?” I asked.

Zayn walks to a door and I followed him. As soon as he opens it, I see Lindy sleeping peacefully on top of his bed. "She was so drunk Harry when I found her in a jazz bar.” He tells me. “She was almost harrassed by an older man if I didn’t come.”

“Thank you Zayn.”

“Don't worry I was sleeping here on the couch." He pulled his arms up.

I walked towards the bed and sat down next to Lindy. Her eyes looked swollen and I can tell that she must have been crying after what she saw. She smells liquor and possibly had consumed tons of liquor which makes her cheeks and nose reddish. I push her hair off her face and stared at how peaceful she looks while sleeping on top of Zayns mattress. Suddenly, tears creeped out her eyes and I cannot believe that even in her sleep she is crying because of me.

"You're even crying on your sleep.” I take her and and kissed her knuckles careful and gently so I don’t wake her up. “Baby I'm so sorry."

I pulled myself away and marched out of Zayn's room.

"Where are you going?" Zayn asked me as he stood by the door.

Zayn followed me all the way to the hallways. “Yo Harry!”

I halted.

“Are you just going to coward again like how you always do?” He asks. “When are you even going to man up you fucking coward?”

I stare at him over my shoulder, “I can’t seem to find strength in facing her after this pain I have caused her again. I have already hurt her too much and I don’t think we will be able to patch things up and talk things through after seeing what I did.”

I breathe our heavily, “After tonight, I don’t think she will still trust me.”

“You are a fucking coward Harry.” He repeats

I didn’t answer because I know I am.

“If only I was single and didn’t had Perrie, I will steal her from you.” Zayn’s words hurt me.