Two Worlds Collide {Zarry Stylik}

Chapter twelve

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Hey sweeties, sorry 'bout not updated last night. My poodle was giving birth to pups and I had to be there for her. One died though :(.  If only she just made them a day earlier it would be on Hazza's birthday. Happy birthday Harry! Hope you guys don't hate me for this chappie cos Perrie's being a royal pain in the unmentionables but it's a -not to mention my- book so don't you worry it'll get better. Please vote and comment guys it shows me you like it. I love all you for reading it this far. :-* So... Have fun!

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Zayn was on edge. His blood was pumping, his hands were sweating, his entire body felt tense and none of it was in a good way. Harry looked at him, seeing his expression and furrowed his brows, "What is it?"

"Um... Well... You see..." This was just too hard for Zayn. How was supposed to tell Harry this. How was he supposed to say his bat-shit crazy ex girlfriend is blackmailing him into something he doesn't want to do. It's insane! He words were just stumbling out of his mouth but he just couldn't make the sentence. He knew Harry would feel hurt or get mad or who knows what else, that might be way worse. Harry already goes through so much pain at home, which Zayn barely knows about, and still smiles when he sees him. He doesn't want to take that smile away over something as shitty as this. Harry raised his eyebrows expectantly waiting for Zayn to speak.

"Well are you going to say it or not?" Zayn sighed and looked into harry twinkling green eyes. It has to be done.

"....Harry. This might be the hardest thing i have to say and trusted me I don't want to do it but... Me and Perrie are getting back together...."

The words hit Harry like a tidalwave hitting in the face with the most intense pain ever felt. If words could hurt, these were a fucking murderer. Every ounce of happiness that was just inside him, just evaporated into thin air in a matter of seconds. He could feel the tears pricking the back of his eyes but he held it in."Why?" He asked his voice barely a whisper.

Zayn knew it, he got the wrong idea. No that's not what I meant! "No! It's not like that Harry!" Zayn said a little too loudly in the public place get a turn from a few heads but no one really took mind of them. He brought his head and volume down a bit, "Perrie disgusts me, I don't want to be with her. I want to be with you."

Harry was just confused with that statement and had a mind Zayn was probably lying. "What? Then why are you getting back together with her? Zayn if you changed your mind about us just tell me don't make up lies about your ex-girlfriend."

"I'm not lying. Listen Harry, Friday afternoon when we kissed in the parking lot. Perrie saw that. And now she's blackmailing me into dating her so she can keep up her popularity status. We won't actually be dating. She just want to use me and if I don't go along with it, she's going to tell everyone and I don't know if we're ready for all that yet. We haven't even figured everything out yet. If she does tell, it will be a pandora's box unleashed. I don't care about her, I care about you. That's why I'm telling you this and going along with her bullshit."

All of this was just a lot for Harry to take in all at once, "So wait, she's blackmailing you?"

"Yes and unless I- we go along with it, the bitch is  going to tell everyone about us." 

"We?"  Harry asked.

"Yes we. I'm not going to give you up, Hazza. Ever."

Harry didn't want to let go of Zayn either, not with the way he made him feel, "So what does this mean for us?" 

"Haz, I hate being in this situation and I surely never wanted to drag you into this but you are and right now I don't want to do without you. I want you to be mine and only mine and the only way I see that is... is if we keep us a secret whilst I fake-date Perrie, but I really don't know how you feel about it."

"Keep us a secret while you date Perrie. Wait, so will you do anything with her during this?"

Zayn looked like he was nauseous as Harry said that. "No, of course not. She repulses me. The only person I want to touch is you."

That thought made Harry smile a little. "Yeah, and it's only me you will touch, Malik. In every way I want for making me do this." Zayn smirked in response. "So, technically she'll be like your beard."

"Well, yes if you think of it like that. A blackmailing bitch of a beard."

"Then, I guess I'll do it, though I hate the thought of seeing you with her but if we have no choice."

"I'll find a way to fix this, Harry. Don't worry."

"I'm not. I trust you, with all of me." Harry gave him a smile which made Zayn's heart just flutter, in a manly way of course.

"Thank you." It kind of felt nice that Harry finally trusted him like that and nothing was going to make him lose that trust.

"Can we still have this date though?" Harry asked jokingly.

"Well,since we're already here." Zayn replied laughing.

Zayn and Harry's date went awesomely yesterday and Harry loved it. He still felt a little weird about the whole thing with Perrie but He trusted Zayn. Who he didn't trust was that animal of a girl called Perrie Edwards and he wasn't going to. He had to keep a close eye on her.

He grabbed some books out of his locker and turned holding them on his side about to his first period when he saw them. Zayn and her, they were walking together and she was holding his hand. He expected something like this to come but he didn't know it would sting so much. Everyone around him was looking and gaping at them in surprise or maybe in disgust like he was looking on the inside. He looked Perrie up and down and just want to strangle her. Her disgusting purple hair -which Harry doesn't know how Zayn put up with before-, her retched face which just concentrating on all the people looking at her. Ugh, he despised her, especially for thinking she ever deserved Zayn.

She walked down the hall clearly trying to show everyone Zayn was hers but he was Harry's and she could never have him. Perrie heldd him close to her which irritated Harry even more cuasing anger to start boiling in his blood. Zayn was smiling but none of it reached his eyes, he knew Zayn didn't feel the same way and that made him feel awesome. Haha, he's all mine Scary Perrie! Zayn walked her to the end of the hall when they stopped. She muttered something Harry couldn't read then kissed him on the cheek. What the? The bitch needs to get her grimy hands of my man now! Zayn said something to her before walking away and she walked into the bathroom. 

Harry was pissed and some heads were about to turn. He waited till the bell rang for the crowds of students to leave before he barged into that bathroom. He didn't give a fuck if he wasn't supposed to or not. 

She was just about leaving when Harry came in. His tall, angry figure towered over her and his eyes were a menacing shade of green. As soon as Perrie saw him she recognized who that was and smirked which only made him angrier. "What the hell, are you getting at, bitch?" Harry spat are her, walking towards her until she bumped against the sink.