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Chapter- 16 (Fun)

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"You are so selfish,
Even after breakfast my heart.
You keep coming back just to make sure
It can never recover..."

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*Third person's pov*

When Harry woke up he was alone in the bed.. his head was throbbing.. because of all the crying he did last night before sleeping.

"Zee ?.. Zee" his voice was so weak.. he could hardly call Zayn.
The maids quickly run to him.. thinking he was having a nightmare again, just like the last time.

"Hey.. Harry? Good morning" Maria wished him.
Harry grunted and adjusted himself.. trying to find a comfortable position.

"Head hurts" He whimpered. His eyes was tightly shut. Both hands in his head beside his ears.. thinking that he can get away with the pain he's feeling.

"A-ahh.. m-maria head hurts... so much" Tears we flowing uncontrollably.

"Z-zee?" He wanted only Zayn right now. The pain is overwhelming.

"Zayn is not here Harry.. he left for work-- c'mon wake up.. have breakfast.. maybe it's because you are hungry.. I will go prepare pancakes ok?"
He nodded. Holding his head tightly.

"Do you want to talk to Zayn?" He nodded again..

"Okay let's try calling him." Maria tried on the number it was ringing, but Zayn haven't picked the phone yet.

They have ring three times by now. But no answer.
"Harry he isn't picking his phone.. I guess he's busy" Harry was so disappointed, he's been blaming himself. No one have ever liked him so he always thought that it was his fault that he was born this way, blamed himself that he's mentally sick, blamed himself that his parents didn't want him, blamed himself for all the torture, he always thought he deserved everything that he has been through, the hate, torture, pain, loneliness and the treatment he gets from people.

"It's kay" He wispered. The maids exchanged a look with each other.

After having his breakfast, he was not in the mood to do anything then just to sleep.. his headache increasing.

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When he woke up it was fully dark in his room.. he thought that maybe Zayn have returned home, but didn't want to disturb him.. he quietly went downstairs ans saw the maids on the kitchen.

"Jenny.. where's Zee?"

"Umm--- he's.. not home yet Harry" he glanced at the clock on the wall.
It's already 8 pm by now, and Zayn still haven't reached home. Harry has been looking at the clock again and again, though he doesn't know how to read the clock.. but he have by now byharded that when the small hand of the clock reaches at 5 Zayn will be home.

But now the small hand of the clock have already reached 8 but he still haven't reached home yet.
Harry is getting scared minute by minute.. scared that Zayn will also not want a mad person at his house anymore.

"M-Maria what is the time?" The dinner have already been prepared on the table.

"It's now 8:15 Harry.. c'mon we will have dinner okay... Zayn is caught up in work today I guess.."

"No no.. I eat with Zee" the maides sigh.

"Harry it's time that you should have your dinner, Zayn will eat when he returns okay.. come sit down here" He shook his head.

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 (𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲) Where stories live. Discover now