Everything's Not Lost [EDITING]

Chapter 8|| Major Minus

Harry and I return back into the room. Niall notifies us that he has called a cab for himself and is going home. We nod. I hug Niall goodbye and Harry apologizes again. 

"It's getting late," I tell Harry. "I should get going," 
"You're not going home at this time, it's dark out. Just stay here," He insists.
"No I couldn't-" 

"Yes you can. I'll sleep on the couch and you'll sleep in my room upstairs," he cuts me off.
I thank him, he follows me upstairs to gather a few things. 

"You can sleep on the bed, I'll just.. sleep on the floor," I offer.
"No, the floor's gonna fuck up your back," he refuses.
"This is ridiculous, just sleep next to me," I pat the space next to me.

He sighs, "well if that's what you want," he winks, joining me in bed.
"You're annoying," I lay back.
"Annoyingly cute?" he smiles. I lean on my side, my back facing him, "Sure"
"Goodnight Naggy," he jokes.
"'night styles," I return, I feel his cold arms wrap around my waist, hugging me close to his chest. Butterflies swarm around my stomach.

It's Tuesday morning and I'm still helping Louis adjust to the school, "Where am I going again?" Louis asks, spinning around in circles in the middle of the hallway.

"Louis, this way" I  giggle, grabbing his arm and dragging him down the hallway then up two flights of stairs, we're off to Biology.

Once we arrived, half the class are there, I take my seat in between Louis and Harry, Harry moved next to me, considering no one's meant to sit there Miss Carter was fine with it. Holly and my other friend Tia sit opposite me, Tia is crazy about anything Korean related, and she’s also really tall!

"Today we'll be briefly learning about Photosynthesis and the Pigments and the Absorption of Light"

Miss Carter continues talking but I can't be bothered to listen, all I want to focus on is getting Harry out of that gang alive. My way was not the best but it worked. I flashed back to how I managed to escape.

"What did you just say?" Zayn asks gritting his teeth.

"I-I d-don't want this.. anymore," I stutter.

"After everything I've done for you? You ungrateful little bitch, you think that you can just walk out whenever you want? Huh?" Zayn's eyes were red, he's stoned. So stoned. He slaps me hard across the face causing me to fall to the ground. He picks me up by my hair and shoves me against the wall, I blocked the wall from hitting my face with my hands but it still bled.

"P-Please stop," I beg, fear is present in my voice, Zayn's eyebrows furrow and he hits me in the stomach.

He drops me to the ground. The other repeatedly kicks me in the stomach and punches me across the face until Zayn calls "Enough!", I curl up in a ball protecting my vital organs, I hear Zayn fiddle with something in his hand, I begin panicking, I weakly get up with the help of the wall, I look at the sharp object in Zayn's hand, my eyes widen at the sight of it. I shuffle my feet and arms backing against a wall.

"Thought you would have given up by now, considering your dad doesn't even give a shit about you. Now we know why, you're weak. You have nothing, your friends don't fucking like you, your daddy would rather spend time with his liquor than with his own pathetic excuse of a daughter," his words poisoned me, causing tears to pour out of my eyes.

My hands close into a tight fist, my jaw clenches, my anger is taking over me. I got up, kneed him in his area and kicked him to the ground. We all hear a police siren, the others fled the scene. I ran away as fast as I could. But the police caught up to me.

I was stopped by the police and questioned. I explained myself, how I got all the cuts and scratches on me. I saw them putting Zayn in handcuffs once he was conscious again. "What's your name?" The female cop asks. 

"Lucille. Lucy King," I explain. I started to drift off, blood was rushing to my head. My eyes grew heavy, I collapsed into her arms, I try to open my eyes but it forcely shuts and all I could hear is my  name being called.
"Lucy? Ms. King?" 

"Hello, Lucy?" Miss Carter calls me.

"Um, What?" I shake my head, focusing on our teacher.

"Well seeming as though you were listening so well, can you tell me the two types of photosystem?" Thankfully I read everything about this in the summer so I answer in confidence "PS I and PS II"

"Very well, next time, pay attention in my class," she warns.

"I think you owe her an apology" a familiar voice calls.

"No it's fine," I turn to see Harry, I shake my head repeatedly.

"Sorry Lucille," Miss Carter replies. I hear Harry snickering. 
"What?" I turned around.
"Lucille," he smirks.
"Oh grow up," I roll my eyes and turn back around.

Ever since that night, I've avoided Zayn, I mean he got arrested for his stupid act, but only a couple of months because he was under eighteen. I heard he was originally suppose to be in there for a year but he got bailed out. I have no idea how Harry could get away from him, Zayn was 15 at that time, I was only 14 but I guess I always under-estimated my strength. 

"Complete these sheets, there will be more up the front when you're ready" Miss Carter walks around class handing out sheets.

"So, Holly how are you and Jimmy now?" Tia asks.

"Oh we got back together. He said Aaliyah forced him into the kiss."

"So where is he then?" I ask. I don't believe that rubbish he told Holly but I'm not going to interfere and ruin her happiness right now.

"He'll be in, in a few minutes he had the doctors"

"Great," Tia and I sarcastically mumble.

Right on cue, Jimmy walks in running his hand through his hair as usual. His brown eyes fix directly onto Holly's, as he walks over to our table.

"Hey guys" Jimmy says sitting down, we all ignore him apart from Holly who takes his hand keeps snuggling up to him. It's kind of awkward and disgusting. Tia is the only other person on her side of the table and she keeps pulling funny faces at them.

Harry turns to me "Hey um.. My mum, she was. She was wondering if you could come over for dinner. and Gemma.. she uh.. she misses you alot,"

"Yeah that sounds great thanks," I give him a warming smile. I could tell he was nervous. I don't know what for but I want to assure him that it's just me and he doesn't need to be.

"Will you stay around here until 4? I'll drive you back to my house,"

"Did you get another detention?" I ask.

"Yeah," he slightly smiles. "But um. did you find a way for me to . you know?" his smile fades into a serious expression.

"Not yet," I whisper. "Don't worry, I'll think of something. And I'm sure.. Zayn has gotten alot stronger,"

"Hey, I’m pretty strong"

"Oh really? Up for a little competition?" I challenge.
"Bring it on, Naggy. I got this," He flexes. I laugh at him.
"Fine. Let's box, tomorrow at noon," I order.

"Be prepared to get your ass kicked, king," he leans close to me, his face inches from mine.
"Mhm," I push him back.

"Hey, not that I'm not amused by this whole flirt fest, some of us are trying to get our work done and not throw up before lunch, okay?" Heather teases.

"By the way, my mum knows about your dad, I told her. She said you can stay at ours anytime. But we only have three bedrooms so you know," Harry winks at me.

"Erm, you know I'm loving that carpet pattern on your floor, looks comfortable too," I joke.

"You sure? ’Cause you looked pretty comfortable in my bed last night," He smirks. 

The thought of myself in his arms makes me blush. It sends tingles in my stomach.

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Thanks for reading!!

Just a quick authors note to say I'm pretty sure Zayn is nothing is like this in real life it's just for the purpose of the story :)