The Ghost of Malik Manor (z.s). *ON HOLD*

Hanging Tree

"Food! Food! Food!" Harry cheered earning dirty looks from the others in the store. Zayn followed next to Harry laughing. "Ok Hun, let's calm down and grab some food before we get kicked out" Zayn grabbed the younger ones hand.

Harry nodded and grabbed a cart loading it up with all his favorite foods from his childhood. Markus usually only fed him a cheese sandwich and a glass of water. 5 days a week if he was lucky. "Harry that is a ton of stuff" Zayn hesitated not knowing if it was all necessary.

"Zayn this food is necessary and vital to us at the moment. You need to try new modern foods and I haven't had this stuff in years. So yes it is a ton of stuff but who cares" Harry firmly stated going back to looking at different takis flavors. And deciding to grab the fuego, nitro and the crunchy fajita flavors. The cart was filled to the brim.

Oreos, Takis, pizza rolls and pizza bagels, ramen, fruit snacks, coke, Pepsi, root beer, cheez-its, sour patch kids, starburst, Pringles, etc. "Ok Hazza, time to go home now" Zayn said walking towards the check-out isle.

"Ok ok I'm com-Zayn? Zayn where are you?" And the ghost is gone. "ZAYN!!" Harry pushed the cart down isle after isle until he say the blur in the card isle, looking at Valentines Day cards. He rushed towards the ghost and made sure no one was looking, so the man could change back.

"ZAYN MALIK YOU CAN'T WALK AWAY FROM ME LIKE THAT. YOU SCARED ME!" Harry whispered yelled pulling Zayn into a tight hug. "Sorry babe I didn't mean to scare you. Just got distracted by the cards" Zayn kissed Harrys head and hugged back. "It's fine let's go pay"

"You know I died on Valentine's Day? Valentine's Day was supposed to be about love and now all I can do is grieve on that day." Zayn lowered his head remembering that horrid day.  "Hey.." Harry grabbed Zayn's face and put his cheeks in his hands. "I know what happened. It's horrible and sad and tragic. But let's not dwell on the past. Let's celebrate the future. We will have a great Valentine's Day, me and you. Let's go check out and we can have a good night."

Zayn and Harry finished paying with the song money and leaving the store. "Ok Zayn, only question left is how to we get this stuff to the manor?" Of course there is a problem. "I got it" Zayns fingers snapped and the food disappeared.

"How many more tricks you got ghosty boi" Harry laughed. "I can teleport things accept myself, which sucks" Harry was about to say something to the now pouting man until he heard a throat clear behind him. Both boys stiffened. "Hello son"

Zayn and Harry turned slowly seeing the Harrys father. Oh no. Slowly they backed up away from the evil man. "Why did you run from me Harry? It's not nice to run from your father! I have done everything for you!" Markus was intoxicated and wasted.

Zayn looked around seeing people stare and video tape the man. Harry saw as well. His father was a well known man in Cheshire and these videos could ruin him.

"Such a fucking faggot! This man the boy toy you're fucking- oh wait your the bitch who takes it up the ass! Come home boy and we can forget all about this" The anger in Markus' voice made Harry tear up. He got out and escaped. He would never go back.

He was about to run when Markus grabbed his arm, bruising his milky skin. "Come home" Markus growled. Markus was about to drag the boy away when a powerful fist hit his jaw. It sent him falling to the ground bleeding. Zayn was stood above the hurt man with a clenched fist. Markus was about to get up before Zayn kicked  him where the sun don't shine.

"Little bitch, I'll fucking kill both of you" Zayn laughed and leaned down. "My name is Zayn Javadd Malik, I am the ghost of Malik Manor. I'm already dead cunt" Zayn said to the scared man. Markus felt a cold wind blow over him and that was his confirmation.

Zayn leaned up looking around at the people before grabbing a crying Harrys hand and dragging away. "We are gonna go to one of my favorite places and then home. I want to make you feel better. Today is not over and that prick knows nothing about you dear" Harry smiled a little. Zayn was right. Today is not over and Markus knows nothing about him and is a prick.Nothing is going to ruin today. Not even abusive homophobic's "Ok" he whispered.
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It took them a little while to get to the spot they were going too. It turned out to be this tree in the middle of a clearing. It looked like something from a story book.

"My sister Safaa loved coming here. She would say that she loved how something so depressing can look beautiful" Zayn smiled at the memory of his youngest sister. "What did she mean by that Zee?" Harry asked sitting under the tree.

"When I was younger this tree was a legend just like I. A man was hanged here for murdering three people. Men and women would meet here at midnight and would say that strange things would happen. Never believed myself. Safaa and I would come around at midnight but nothing happened. Others say that when he was hung, his wife came here and he would call out to her. Tell her to flee and run away. Some couples would come here with a rope around their necks to do rituals or something. It was weird but it's a beautiful spot to be at. Surprised it is still standing" Zayn rises up onto on of the branches.

"It's beautiful Zayn. It's a nice place and I'm happy to be here with you" Harry blushed at the statement. He was happy. Happy he was free, happy he had a friend, happy he was safe. He just all around happy.

"I'm happy to be here with you as well. You're very beautiful Harry." Zayn reached out to the blushing boy and pulled him up onto the tree.

"Ahhh. Zayn don't do that you scared me butthole" Harry punched Zayn in the arm.

After talking for a while both boys fell asleep on the tree branch. Zayn's back to the tree and Harry on cuddling to his chest. It was adorable.
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It was near midnight and the boys where waking. You see Zayn doesn't need to sleep and eat but if he wants to he can. It's not necessary but sleep and food is nice.

A bush rustling startled Harry, making him fall off of the branch and to the grass padded floor. Zayn woke up by the tump of Harrys body hitting the ground.

"Beb you ok?" Zayn jumped from the tree and next to Harry, who still had his face in the ground and who put a thumb up. More rustling came from the bushes. Harry shot up and got behind Zayn. "OMG ITS THE DEAD MAN COMING TO KILL US" Harry dramatically screamed pushing Zayn. More like trying to sacrifice him even though there is nothing to sacrifice. "Harry it's not the dead man look"

Turns out Zayn was correct and it was in fact not the dead man. Instead it was a cute little hedgehog tumbling from the bushes probably just playing around.

"Awwww it's so cute" Harry calmly walked over to the little animal and picked it up. "Harry what is it with you and you love for animals" Zayn earned a cute little kitten glare from Harry. "Zayn what is it with you and your hate for animals" Harry sassed poking Zayn.

"It needs a name Zayn" Harry pouted jumping up and down a little bit. "Ok, let's name it Louis" Zayn suggested messing around. "Why Louis?" Zayn shrugged. "I don't know just the thing makes me think his name is Louis" Harry nodded putting the animal down, who rubbed against his leg and ran back into the bushes.

"Ok princess, let's get out of here and get to the manor. Gotta find a place for that food you bought and you need sleep. So come in baby"

Harry nodded rubbing his eyes. 'Jeez this boy is gonna be the second death of me' Zayn picked the boy up and kissed his forehead. Letting the boy fall into a deep sleep.

"Until next time Hanging Tree" Zayn said just like Safaa did before leaving the tree behind. Then he flew back home with a sleeping Harry.

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This chapter sucks so bad but at least I did it. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I have been dealing with school and my mental health.

I am almost 1 year sober from cutting and I'm so proud. Thanks for the support on this book. You guys have really helped me stay sane. Have a wonderful day. Happy late Easter

Love you guys, Kylie Stylik