**finished**
Zayn was 8 when he first met harry
He wish their situation was different.
He wish he could tell other people out loud how madly he is in love
He wish harry didn't treat him just like a child
He wish harry didn't happen to be this adopti...
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3 months later
Harry pov :
I woke up with the feeling of someone's arm looping around my waist as well as someone's warm breathing against my throat
"........!"
I was so scared to look around to see who is the guy who lies behind me, so i took a deep breath and pull all my strength to push him off me without looking at his face then kick him so hard on his stomach making the guy fell down to the floor earning a loud groan from him
"F......harry do you want to kill me??" He asked me in pain as rubbing his ass that should be seriously painful as it was directly bump into the hard floor just a minute ago.
"z....zayn?" I called him by his name as i could suddenly recognized his voice even though it' too late now
"who do you think i am?" He murmured, more like talking to himself with both of his hand rubbed on his ass making me feel so bad of hurting him
"I'm....i'm sorry" I apologized to him before helping him getting up and lie down on bed.
Even though i started to remember things between us a month ago, there're still a lot of things that i'm trying to process and what i hate the most is when i always wake up in the middle of the night thinking that someone is going to hurt me and sometimes ended up scared zayn too.
"Baby i'm sorry, maybe.....I should go to back to sleep in my room." Now i felt really bad of seeing the wound on his head that happened a week ago when i thought he was going to rape me when in fact he was just wanted a blanket that i slept on it
"Zayn, i'm being serious. I don't want to hurt you anymore" I murmured to him while tracing my fingers over his soft cheeks. Zayn has been taking a good care of me and the baby since that incident yet I still hurt him and sometimes keeping him up all night with me when normally he'd sleep like a log in the late night.
"Maybe i'm just a lunatic and you should let go of-" I tried to speak through my tears but had to stop when zayn placing his index finger over my lips preventing me from saying any more words
"Don't say that harry,....you're just..." He paused as looking into my eyes causing me to slowly remove his hand from my lips
"I'm .... sick zayn, you may tell me otherwise but i know it that i'm not the same"
"maybe i'm crazy i don't know but i don't want to hurt you. I..." I started to cry harder as there're a lot of things going on inside my head. I just feel like I really hate myself and sometimes wants him to just start over with someone new who is maybe younger and not being used like me
"Don't say that harry you're not crazy" He looks at me tenderly as scooting closer to me now that his nose touches mine and that can simply sends shiver down my spine without him having to make any more moves
