Two Worlds Collide {Zarry Stylik}

Chapter seventeen

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Hey guys, I know I haven't updated in like over a week which I am so sorry for. A lot of shit got in the way and just kept on delaying it but I tried making it up to you guys by making this one as long as I could plus throwing in some Zarry smut and fluff. PLEAS FORGIVE ME?!! *pouts with puppy dog eyes* I love you so much for reading so far. It's over 10,000 read!!! Thank you so much, me new to writing love you guys for this. I worked really hard on it but still not sure if it was good enough for you guys. Anyways like I said it has a smut scene for you guys who don't like stuff so descriptive I mark a little mark, subtly at where it starts and stops. For who are okay with it or love it ;) read away. Please comment and vote you guys, shows me that you really like it. LOVE YOU SWEETIES!!!

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"Mum, you're awake?!" Harry spun on his heel shock prominent in his emerald green eyes.

"Hunny, it's okay. I'm not feeling that bad." The brunette woman sat slowly on the bed and gave him and Zayn weak smile.

"You were in surgery, Mum. You were hit really bad." The emotions of anger and sorrow crossed Harry's face as he imagined how hard his Dad must have hit her, the frown emerged on Harry's face didn't hide it from anyone. His Mum's eyes widened slightly and it was noticeable, the slight anxiety and nervousness she was emitting.

"Ha... Yes, I playing on the tennis courts on the grounds when the machine went totally haywire.-" Harry's frown deepened as his mother started to spin out lies to cover up for his evil father's actions. He couldn't stand it but said nothing. "I tried to stop it but I got hit many times. I suppose you or Paul found me." She averted her eyes from the two of them and masked her face with a smile to cover up the lie she putting out. She was afraid to admit the truth, fear of embarrassment saying it in front of Zayn. But Harry knew better, he saw right through it and Zayn did too. He hated how his mother would take all what his father did to her and would sit there and lie about what actually happened. Hiding the truth in silence about how wicked that man was. That's why Gemma left. Pain just ate him up at her reaction, she would never tell the secret and he couldn't force her. He breathed out a long sigh trying to let go of some of the negative emotions before Zayn noticed. 

"Mum, this is Zayn. Zayn, this is my Mum, Ann Styles." He said gesturing to the two figures for introductions. Zayn was feeling rather awkward with all that was going on. Not to mention the first time she saw him she was trying to control Harry's drunk father and they never got to really meet properly then. That's if she even remembers that that was him.

"Hello, Zayn" she smiled brightly at him her pale face brightening up a bit. Yes, she forgot the last time we met. Zayn didn't mind she forgot, it was probably a good thing giving how that situation was. "Nice to meet you."

"You, as well Ma'am." Zayn replied politely, putting out his best manners. 

"Please, call me Ann. So do you know Harry?" She smiles And starts the usual mother inquisition you would expect. Zayn shifts uncomfortably realising she just caught them snogging right in front of her.

"Well, we both go to the same school. We were partners in this project for school. I guess we grew pretty close from there.'' Zayn's eyes were locked with Harry's, like they were using some sort of telepathy on each other.

"How close are you two?" She give a little grin, quite similar to the ones Zayn would see on Harry's face.

"Mum!" Harry murmured to his mum beside her, giving an embarrassed look. His face flushed red turning to Zayn who was the same color giving Ann an awkward smile.