Y/N's POV.

"Harry, really, I can just go out with Hilary, you need time with the boys and-"

"And nothing, baby I want you here, I don't care if Hilary is available or not." He shushes me, his lips on mine.

The boys are coming over, and I have nothing against any of them, I respect them and they me, just Zayn is not very find of me I think. We don't speak much, and when I'm close to him, I feel this awkward tension. I'd catch him glaring my way, rolling his eyes when I speak or just plain ignoring me, I have done nothing to him but I feel like maybe he thinks I'm invading on Harry's life, taking time from him that supposed to be spent with the boys.

"So you're staying right here, alright?" Harry locks his arms around my waist, his grip like iron when I try to stand up from his lap. "Y/N stop being difficult. What is it? Is it me you just don't want to be around?" His voice is high pitched.

"No Harry, you know I love to be around you, I just think you need time with the boys." I assure him, running my fingers over the small ringlets on the back of his head.

"The boys will have me for seven months in a week, baby, I want to be with you any time I can, please." He nuzzles his nose in the crook of my neck, hiding in my hair while he pleads with me.

"Okay Harry, just because I love you." I tell him truthfully and he smiles, kissing my throat.

"I love you."

**** *

"Where you going?" Liam asks Zayn when he stands up.

"Just to the toilet."Liam nods and Zayn walks by me, sending me a dirty glare before leaving the room.
I sigh, troubled because of the guy.

"Babe you alright?" Harry asks and checks out my cards since we were playing go fish.

"Don't peak." I clutch the cards to my chest. "And yeah, I'm just going to go for a glass of water." He nods, kissing my temple before taking my cards so that he can play for me.

"Do you need anything?" I'm surprised I see Zayn siting on my counter, staring at me expectantly. "Or do you just like to disturb?"

"Um, this is my flat." I point out and he holds back a laugh.

"Yeah, even though you probably make Harry pay everything, you're just a little gold digger, Y/N, just like the rest." He leaps off, pointing his finger at me.

"You're wrong Zayn, I actually work and we split the bills, you have no right to talk that way to me." I frown.

"I do because I know who you are, I mean Jesus, you guys met at a club, Y/N, you're just an any day whore looking for someone to knock up to make him stay with you because you're sorry ass is so scared of being alone." He mocks me, knowing I am scared of it.

"Zayn, what the hell are you saying? You know that's not why I'm with Harry!"

"Oh, let me guess? You love him?" He smirks with a chuckles. "Get in the line, Y/N, there's like twenty million girls that declare the same." His sneer is furious.

"Knock it off, Zayn. Don't speak to her like that especially when you're in her house!" A voice rips through the tension; Harry.

"Mate I'm just telling her truths, she's with you for the money, you know that, how could she love you, fucking sluts like her don't love their own mothers-" he's cut off when Harry swings his fist, hitting Zayn in the jaw and making him stumble.

"Get out of my bloody house!" Harry screams at him and Zayn glares my way before furiously stomping out of the house. Harry turns to look at me, his threatening eyes softening and his hands reaching out to me. "Baby I'm sorry, I should've known something was up." He cradles my head, wiping away fresh tears.

"Harry what happened?" Liam questions. "Zayn stormed out and Niall and Louis went after him." He steps in the room.

"He was acting like an arsehole, that's what happened." Harry informs Liam, rubbing my back.

"Zayn's just mad at the world, the breakup with Perrie really got to him."

"Yeah but that doesn't give him the right to talk that way to Y/N. You didn't hear all the nasty, sick things he said, Liam, seriously I can't even see his face right now." Harry groans.

"Harry, I'm going to bed." I tell him, trying to peel his hands from my shoulders.

"Go ahead, I'll just say bye to the boys, I'll be right behind you, lovely." He kisses my forehead and I nod, walking up the stairs with a small 'bye' from Liam.