Just Between Us [Zarry] Mpreg (Boyxboy)

Prologue

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It's okay to not be okay. To dive in your pain. And it's alright to not be alright, to search for your light. And it's all good to not be all good. To feel like you shouldn't feel any better.

You gotta lose you just a little. Lose your cool just a little. I won't judge you a little. Not even a little bit. I know you're fucking sick of it.

I don't know nobody who thinks that they're somebody 24/7, 24/7. I don't know nobody who smiles at everybody 24/7, 24/7. -24/7, Kehlani

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Harry groaned as he rolled around in bed, praying by some miracle the alarm clock will shut off. Of course luck wasn't on his side because the alarm was still beeping. Harry groggily sat up in his bed and reached over and slammed his hand over a random button, not caring as long as the alarm stopped beeping. Harry reached over to his iPhone 6 that was placed on the nightstand by him from the previous night to be charged and he turned on his phone to see the time.

7:00 am.

He groaned and placed his phone back on the nightstand while getting up and stretching. He just hates waking up so early on weekdays. He walked out of his room and down the hall to his bathroom and began to take a shower.

Twenty minutes later, he got out of the shower and went to his closet and decided on wearing some black slacks and a white button down shirt with some crocs. Once dressed Harry brushed his teeth and decided on skipping breakfast and going straight to work to avoid being late. He quickly grabbed his iPhone, wallet, and keys while walking out of his flat and locking the door on his way out. On his way out he happened to see his nosey neighbor, Ms. Roberts.

Before Harry could get on his way, Ms. Roberts decided to say something to him.

"When are you gonna get a girlfriend Harold? You look so lonely." Ms. Roberts spoke as she took out a cigarette and lit it while waiting for an answer. Harry turned to face her and mentally rolled his eyes at her before responding, "My name is Harry. Not Harold Ms. Roberts. And 'm not lonely, I have friends and for the last time, 'm gay." Harry replied putting emphasis on the word gay so she could get the point. But, of course Ms. Roberts never gets the point.

Ms. Roberts blew out the cigarette smoke before responding. "A handsome man like you aren't gay. It's just a phase. Friends? The whole time I was your neighbor I only seen two people go into your flat. You call those friends?" The 48 year old replied while cocking up her eyebrows not believing a word Harry said. Why would she? The whole time she knew Harry the only two friends she know of is one blond idiotic one named Niall and another friend that's loud and rude named Dashia. Of course he's lonely Ms. Roberts thought while taking another drag of her cigarette.

Harry sighed while tapping his foot on the pavement knowing if he doesn't leave soon he'll be late. "Ms. Roberts, I am gay and- " Harry was interrupted mid sentence by Ms. Roberts excusing herself.

"Hold that thought. I'll be back, my phone is ringing. " She took a glance at Harry and threw her now stubbed cigarette out before stepping into her flat. Without further due, and not wanting to waste anymore time, Harry took off to his car and unlocked it before getting in and started it up and made his way to his job.

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Less than twenty minutes later Harry was walking into his classroom to see all of the students in their seats already.

Harry awkwardly walked to his desk and waited for everyone attention to be on him before speaking.

"Is this everyone?" Once he got a bunch of nods he told everyone to take out last night's homework knowing that most of the class didn't do it. Harry sat in his chair, feet propped up on the desk while requesting for the people with homework to stand. Half of the class stood waiting for further instructions. Harry instructed the students standing to move to the left side of the room. Once they were there, Harry turned his attention to the class failures.