S.A.D || zarry au

twenty nine

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        I didn't want to leave Zayn's side when lunch ended. We stayed in the hallway (surprisingly not getting caught by any teachers) and hugged each other close speaking soft words to each other. A few minutes before the bell rang I heard the double doors of the cafeteria open and I saw Niall step out looking at us both with pure hatred. I looked up at Zayn who's eyes were dark, angry and burning through Niall's skin. Niall's angry look disappeared and he turned smug. "Aw, did you forgive the slut," he grinned, "funny how you don't know half of what we did." Then he walked off.

        What the hell was he talking about?

        Zayn turned to me confused and I mirrored his facial expression, "Zayn, I don't know what he's talking about."

        He kissed my forehead, "I believe you."

        I sighed happily and the bell sounded off. "I got to get to class," I murmured. Zayn smiled nodding his head before he placed one last soft kiss against my lips. My mind wasn't completely with it for the rest of the day. I couldn't help but let Niall's words repeat over and over again in my head. What did he mean by that? Was he implying that there were other times? That something else happened between us? I shivered in discomfort at the thought.

        Mum was staying in late for work and I didn't fancy taking the bus so Zayn offered he'd give me a ride home. On our way out Liam was walking towards his car looking at us..at me with pure hatred. I pulled out of Zayn's grip and walked over the Liam with a goal in mind. "Liam," I said walking up to him, "I'm sorry." I said trying to get him to show another emotion other than anger.

        "You were suppose to be my best friend, Harry. Best friend's don't stab each other in the backs."

        Then I snapped.

        "You know what else best friend's don't do to each other, Mr. Perfect? They don't choose fuck buddies over the one person who is always there for them. They don't watch each other have anxiety attacks and do nothing about it! I don't know what happened to you, but you sure as hell are not the same person who I used to rely on," I spat.

        "You have a boyfriend! You should be the one person who understands why I did what I did! I never get any attention from any body, Harry! You know why? Because of you! I can't have any friends other than you and I can't have a boyfriend because of you! Niall was the first person in a long time to actually want to be in a relationship with me! I wasn't going to throw that away because you can't get over yourself!" Liam raised his voice,

        "And, by putting my bully's brother over me look where it's gotten us! He used you! Do you think mine and Niall's encounter happened more than once? NO! He dragged me into that closet and he kissed me," I said leaving out a 'minor' detail knowing it wouldn't help anything, "Niall is sick and twisted and you fell right into his trap! Ever thought of that? He never cared for you! He wants to ruin my life and you were one of the few things he could use against me!"

        "You! You! You!" Liam bit, "Why does everything have to be about you!" A few people started looking over at us but not too interested.

        "Everything's not about me! You know for damn sure!" I yelled.

        "Harry, let's go," Zayn said tugging at my arm.

        "No," I snapped, "I'm not finished here."

        "Yes you are," Zayn said hosting me up over his shoulder causing me to gasp.

        "Put me down!"

        He ignored me talking to, who I assumed was, Liam, "If I were you I'd go home and sort out your head." Zayn didn't sound the least genuine. It was close enough to a threat.

        Then he started walking and I clutched on the bottom of his t-shirt tightly. Not too long after he put me back down on my own two feet and told me to get into the car and buckle. When he started the car I grumbled, "I can't believe that bastard said-"

        "Drop it," Zayn said. It was an order but it wasn't spoken harshly in anyway. It was almost pleadingly. "Don't think about him, okay? I know that he frustrates you but if you keep your mind on the subject then you'll start falling into depression again." He played with my hair with one hand looking me in the eye with a small smile, "I love you, Harry Styles."

        I found my self grinning as I said back, "I love you, too."

        He winked at me and pulled out of the school parking lot. "Since, your mum's working late and I wouldn't think you have anything to do. Do you want to come home with me to go take care of Safaa? I know she's dying to see you and Mum is going out with a few co-workers so she asked me to stay in for the night. I know she wouldn't mind."

        "Sure," I said containing my excitement. I did miss Safaa. She was a cute, adventurous little girl and her excitement and happiness was 100% contagious. We got to Zayn's house and we walked in and saw Tricia waiting at the door all dolled up.

        "Hey, Mum," Zayn said kissing her on the cheek.

        "Hello, Sunshine," she said before looking over at me. "Harry!" she pulled me in for a hug. "I haven't seen you in ages."

        I hugged her back laughing quietly, "Hi, Tricia." We pulled out of the hug.

        "I bet this boy cornered you into helping with baby sitting duty," she smiled giving Zayn a look. He held up in hands in surrender.

        "He did," I played along sighing dramatically. "He's just the bloody worst."

        Tricia laughed, "I've got to go now. Have fun." She said walking towards her car. "Bye boys."

        "Bye," we chorused walking into the house where Safaa was on the couch not paying us any attention. I sat beside her. "Hey, girl," I said causing her to look over at me. Her eyes widened and she gasped.

        "Harry!" she stood up on the couch and wrapped her tiny arms around my neck. She pulled back with that still same shocked expression, "Where did yous go?! I missed yous!"

        I smiled, "I was...busy. But, I'm here now." I looked up at Zayn who was looking at the two of us in pure awe. I whsipered in her ear glancing up at Zayn a few times, "Why don't you ask Zayn to make us milkshakes?"

        "Zayn," Safaa said batting her long eyelashes, "will yous make Harry and me milkshakes?"

        Zayn spoke, "Sure." Safaa turned back to me while Zayn caught me attention by mouthing 'you're lucky we have ice cream' making me chuckle. I sent him a wink before turning my attention back to the little girl who was still bouncing in excitement.

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There's too things that seem too surreal to me right now. 1: This story almost has 30,000 reads and 2: one more chapter and I'll be in the thirties.

I have so many idea for this book, but I don't want to drag it out too far. It'll probably go to fifty chapters. I'm not completely sure yet. But anyway.

All the love!

Tori xx