The Silver Veil

Chapter 8

He left towards his dorm which was on the second floor, climbing the stairs he got to know that Harry wasn't that light but it was alright as he work out daily. He walked towards his room when a crying boy spotted him with Harry in his arm. He frown but didn't say a word, walking past Zayn. Zayn didn't mind the boy and strolled straight to his room, opening the door with the keys. He walked towards his bedroom and gently lay Harry down.

He deliberated between sleeping next to Harry or sleeping in the living room. He looked at Harry's beautiful face that looked pale. He looked at the nightstand beside the bed to see the bottle was empty. He took the bottle and strode into the kitchen to get a refill. His phone started bussing inside his pocket and he pulled it out to see, Liam was calling him. He grimace while thinking about the possibility of them finding out something but he didn't set his hope high because he know they still need to go a long way to find who she is. Answering the phone he took the other bottle that was placed on the counter and walked back inside the bedroom, placing the bottle on the nightstand.

"Boss. A teenage boy is confessing that he knows who Green Lily is which I doubt moreover he wants to meet you." A pissed Liam explained. Zayn was silent for a moment, he didn't know what to reply. We're his gang members this dumb that they need to call him while interrogating a teenage boy? Should they believe a child or just tell his man to deal with him. So, he went with the second one.

"Deal with him Liam and tell him the rules if he wanna meet with me. Now, do I have to even teach you that?"

"I am sorry Boss. I'll deal with the teen and senior boss told as to inform you to deal with Roshan and his gang. Make a call and then message me if anything is needed." Liam replied and waited for Zayn to say anything. When he was sure that Zayn won't reply he cut the line.

Zayn let a sign out as he looked at the sleeping beauty, pocketing his phone. He walked towards his closet, pulled out a loose t-shirt of his own, and walked towards Harry. He was hesitating at first what to do. Harry was drunk he didn't want to make it seem like something happen between them cause it would be wrong but on the other hand, he wants to help Harry to change. Cause the pants he was wearing doesn't look comfortable and even his shirt was uncoordinated.

Zayn just argued with himself but finally settled on changing Harry's cloth but with closed his eyes, he closed his eyes and put his hand on Harry's pants to grab his pant butter but unfortunately something else got grabbed Harry's groan in sleep and Zayn's cheeks heat up. He quickly pulled his hand back and turned his face on the other side, opening his eyes and stealing a glance at Harry who was sound asleep.

"Damn man. It's easy to load a gun with closed eyes than change cloth." He mumbled under his breath as he just let a breath out.

He was debating to call Liam and ask his advice but then again what if he laughed or made fun of him as a leader he can't even change the clothes of a young lad that would be so embarrassing, then another option was to wake up Harry but he looked exhausted while looking peacefully as he sleeps. Zayn grabbed his hair and yank them as he just took a few deep breaths and looked at Harry's pale face.

He closed his eyes, trying again hesitantly and this time he successfully grabbed Harry's pant button and pulled them down. He next struggled to open the buttons of his shirt, Now it was a new challenge for Zayn to get the sleeve off with his eyes closed. He got frustrated and just pulled the blanket over Harry's body. He open his eyes and glared at the wall not being able to do such a simple task.

"Stupid clothes!" He mumbled under his tone as he just walked towards the closet and took out one more blanket. He pulled it over Harry and again walked towards the closet. Pulling out some joggers and a loss t-shirt and placing them on the bed with a towel.

He took out a sticky note from the bedside drawer and wrote it down on it. "Nothing happened between us so don't worry, I was just trying to change your clothes since they looked uncomfortable. I had some errands to run so I left early." Zayn placed the note near the nightstand and kissed Harry's forehead as he walked out of the room make sure to lock it from outside but in a way that Harry can open it from inside.

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Harry woke up with a groan, his head was pounding real badly, he wasn't even able to open his eyes as they felt heavy. He curses himself for drinking knowing how much that affects him, he already knew he was light head and the things that go through his mind when he is drunk are just, something he doesn't want to remember.

His throat was scratchy and he felt like he haven't drunk anything in ages. He forces his eyes open to see a water bottle on the nightstand. He let out a sigh of relief and stretched his hand out to get the bottle but it was far away from him. He groans laying on his stomach to reach the bottle as he struggles a bit.

Finally, he took the bottle and open the cap drinking half of the bottle in one go. His whole body was exhausted, everything was hurting as someone beat him to a pulp, he was confused at what happened last night that made him so tired.

Did he get in a fight with someone? But who could be this brave to fight him in his intoxicated state and even if he got in a fight he knows that the guards his father has set to watch over him 24×7 won't leave him alone?

Harry didn't even dare to place the bottle back on the nightstand. He just reaches out to place it on the nearest shelf but unfortunately, he missed the spot and the water got all over the place, bottle fall on the floor with a thumb. The hard impact catches Harry off guard he opens his eyes and looks at the mess he created. The whole shelf that was beside the bed was covered in water. Even the lamp and the paper or sticky note. Harry doesn't know was covered in water. Harry quickly stands up but the action got him dizzy.

He falls on the bed gently but again forces himself to open his eyes. The cold air hit his long legs sending a shiver down his spine. He looked down at us his pants off, next his shirt was undone. His eyes got wide open and tears of helplessness built in his eyes, he was shocked to even say anything. Even if he was feeling about procrastinating and climbing in the comfortable bed again, now he was fully awake.

He looked around to realize he wasn't in his room. He tried hard to remember what happened last night but all he remembered was going to a club with Zayn? Zayn did something happens between them?  Is he no longer innocent? Tears fall from Harry's cheeks like rain from heavy clouds. He knew it, he was doing a mistake by trusting a stranger by he never knew that it would cost him something this important. Something he was trying to save every since he was little just for his special someone.

He wiped his eyes, looking for his pants while buttoning up his shirt. He pulled himself together and wore his tight jeans. He needs to find Zayn and make sure what happened last night. He can't just jump to a conclusion without even knowing. He was fearing the guiltiest and preparing himself for the worst while hoping for the good, not the best cause that would be too much. He left the room leaving behind a mess and hoping to find the raven-haired man. The only one who knows the truth.

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So, do tell me how you feel about Zayn's character. I don't want to make it seem like he is dark and all-cause we all know how much sunshine he is.

Why Harry reacted like that is caused when something happened we don't think about logic or matter. All we know is that something wants wrong. I hope it makes sense why Harry reacted like that.

Date 28, January 2022.
I was writing it way before but didn't feel productive so here we are.