I'll show you depression (Zarry)

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• Zayn •
Since the little incident that happened in the mall with Harry and I, I've been feeling extremely paranoid. Just thinking that maybe he thought twice and actually figured out those are blade slices, not cleat kicks. I don't even know why but, for some reason I feel a bit guilty for lying to him. I hate feeling guilty! It just eats me up completely and especially for him because i'm supposed to hate his guts!
"Class, today I will be assigning a project."  There were loud awful moans from every where and one of those were from me. I hated projects! They were just too time consuming and I already had a lot on my plate as of now. "Well can you at least tell us what it's about?"  Niall spoke up to the teacher and the class seemed to agree.
" It's a project for two and basically you have to learn about each other. Perhaps a secret you've never told anyone. Show them the real you, not the school you. Also you will turning this in a month." Now I really don't want to do this because I don't want the wrong person to find out about me. You know who I'm talking about! 
"Now this particular project is going to be turned in by the form of an essay on each other. I'm also picking your partners."
The whole class groaned and rolled their eyes and asking why.
"Cara and Abigail, John and Cyrus, Gavin and Josh, Harry and Zayn, Jenna and Vanessa-."
"I just simply shook my head and rolled my eyes. Sighing loudly.
"This can't be real." I whispered to myself. I can't take a whole month of spilling myself to Styles. For some reason I can't help but to be a bit curious. I've always wanted to know if there was a reason as to why Harry does what he does. Maybe there's something really, wrong.

*Harry
I can't believe THE ZAYN MALIK, 
Captain of the football team, school hottie, and my dream boyfriend, is MY PARTER FOR AN ENTIRE MONTH!
This has to be faith from the very gods above my head! Maybe this will all unravel like some little wattpad story that those weird teenage girls write. We're in his room sitting on his bed and he puts his hand on my knee. Then he says "I've been wanting you for a while now. Do you trust me, Harry?" Then 10 minutes later he ends up making love to me right there on his bed. Making me experience something I've never before. Mm that would be the best night of my life, but it would never happen because Zayn hates me and would never look at me that way or touch me that way without puking in his mouth. But also that's the thing! I've always wanted to know if there was a reason why Zayn hates me so much besides that I do what I do. Then for some reason I start having flashbacks of yesterday when I saw the back of his ankles. How frozen up he got when I asked him about it. One of my friends are on the football team and I've see his cleat marks. His definitely don't look like Zayn's because Dylan's ones are bruises n-not slash marks. Zayn's "cleat marks" look more like blade slashes. I whip out my phone and search what cutting marks look like and there is sadly a similarity to what's on the back of Zayn's legs to these google images.
Holy shit, maybe there's something really, wrong!

• Zayn •
I looked over at Harry from across the room as he was looking down at his phone and he looked as if he was about to run out of the room,and cry. Not one of his fake cries for attention, but a real one if I'm not mistaken. His beautiful green eyes looked damp and his long fingers were trembling around his mobile. Wait what the hell did I just think! Did I just call Harry beautiful? I've got it all wrong, maybe I just haven't taken my medicine or maybe I'm just really hungry. Yeah I'll go with that. Just really hungry and maybe I'm feeling woozy. For some reason I just want to go over there and comfort him and tell him whatever's wrong, it's okay and I will always be here if he needs someone to talk to about it.
Soon, the bell rings and Harry shoots out the door, and I chase after him. I find him sitting by his car in the pavement with his hands over his eyes. Why is he crying? I watch him for a few seconds before deciding I should go over to him and ask if all is well. I tap him and he slowly turns around. Eyes almost as red as blood.
"Um, I was thinking maybe we could start at my house for the project if that's okay with you. All is well?" He doesn't answer but just stares at my legs and I feel weird inside. Like something is just not right and it's very uncomfortable.
"Yeah um, that would be g-great." He hiccups and clears his throat before standing up. A few inches shorter than me, he is. "Before we go anywhere, could you just forgive me for all I've done?" He pleads to me and I just stand there with furrowed brows looking confused.
"What?"
I ask him clearly still confused about what he's apologizing about. A minute or two of silence passes by before he fishes for his keys in his pocket and unlocks his door. "Never mind um lets just go. I'll follow you to your house so we can get this all started." He then gets in his car and closes his door waiting for me to do the same. While I walk a few lots over from his, I feel his eyes burning into the back of my legs and it only makes me walk faster to get into my car. Something is seriously up and I really hope it's not what I think it is.
I know it's short but hopefully I could make that up
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So Zayn is slowly but surely falling for Harry.

Harry knows about Zayn's cutting but still has ALOT more to learn about Zayn.

Do you think there is more to Harry. Maybe some emotional issues, maybe something from the past? Who knows?

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