Just Trust Me || n.h. (EDITING IN PROGRESS)

Oh gosh I'm so sorry in advance

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Liam' P.O.V.

I'm looking everywhere for Tatum, Harry, and Zayn but no luck. Hopefully Niall finds her before either of them do anything to hurt her. She has become my best friend, I can't lose her. That's why I've done all of this: protecting her, being there for her, etc.

This hallway is eerily quiet. I'm waiting for a scene from a horror movie to play out any minute. I hear something but I'm not sure what. That is until I hear a voice come from behind me.

"Come back for more?" Zayn cockily asks. I turn around to face him, a grin on his face.

"Zayn this isn't our fight. I'm just trying to protect Tatum."

"I don't give a fuck about her. And actually this is our fight."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Zayn clenches his jaw. "I haven't done anything to you!"

"Oh so betraying me and faking our friendship isn't doing anything to me?!"

"Look I'm sorry okay but I just couldn't do it anymore. I was so over all of it! I did...do, think of you as a friend."

"Bullshit! You can say whatever petty excuse to try and get out of this but it's not going to stop me from finishing what I started." Before I can even react, Zayn is coming at me. He tackles me to the ground and gets a few punches in before I roll him over. I'm now on top holding him down and throw a few to his jaw and nose. I stand him up and throw him against the lockers.

"Zayn stop this! You are many things but this isn't you!"

"You clearly don't know me too well then," he says with a sly smirk. He pushes me off him and pulls something from his back pocket.

He charges me and next thing I feel is pain, indescribable pain. Then I hear a voice yell my name as I fall to the ground holding my stomach.

Tatum's P.O.V.

 "Liam, Liam oh my god no," I cry as I run to his side. I kneel next to his head and start running my hands through his hair. "You'll be fine, we're going to get help. Louis call 911!" I yell back to him and hear him scrambling for his phone. I can't stop the tears pouring from my eyes. I hear heavy breathing and look up to see Zayn still there, looking at what he just did. He slowly backs away, drops the bloody knife, and makes a run for it. I don't bother with him and turn my attention back to Liam.

"Liam I am so sorry this is all my fault," I say through the tears.

"Tatum... listen to me... this is not... your fault," Liam tells me in between breaths. I put my hand on the one that's covering his wound.