CAGED [Zarry Stylik Fanfiction] boyxboy

chapter 12 ; don't worry

Zayn's POV

"WHAT THE FUCK" i stand almost instantly when i heard those words but then a sting of pain suddenly present in my abdomen. I cringe remembering my foolish act.

"What about jeff?" I asked expectantly.

"He um he was only suspended for 4 weeks" he tells hesitantly while looking everywhere except me.

Blood rushing quickly around my body as i stood up and went to take my shoes ignoring the aching pain all over my lower region. Thats not fucking fair. Harry got expelled while he only got suspended for 4 weeks?!

'Harry hits him first so the teachers thought he was the 'bad guy'" he quotes the 'bad guy' with his fingers, " plus jeff was pretty beat up so some pity looks were shared" he made a disgust face that lightens up the mood.

i finished tying up my boots and went for my backpack and head to the door.

"and where do you think your going?" he raised an eyebrow while crossing his arms, leaning on the door blocking my way.

"m'assuming harry was sent home" i tied my boots and went for my backpack.

"that doesn't answer my question"

"i'm going to his house lou" i stated in irritated tone.

he sighed and move out of the way while putting his hands on the air surrendering.

"theres not much i can do to stop you isn't it?"

"nope" i said popping out in the 'p' which earn a chuckle and a playful slap from him.

" go on then, do what you gonna do mate" he slaps my bum which made me stumbled lightly and gave him a playful death glare.

i stormed out of the hellhole and ran, my mind focusing only on harry. My mind was so clouded with thoughts i didn't realise my feet had stopped running and i was standing in front of his door. I tap on his door gently and heard shuffling on the other side. I got to say, i was a little dissapointed when i saw the door swiftly opened by not harry but his mother.

"oh..zayn right? harry's upstair hun you can just go there." she stepped back giving a gesture to come in which i did, i notice the red rimmed circling her eyes that i assume she was crying a bit maybe disappointed by harry being expelled? ugh that just makes me ten times worse. I was soon brought from my reverie when i stopped outside the familiar beige door.

"h-harry?" i mumbled quietly as i don't want to interrupt him. He was probably in deep thoughts or sleeping because it took about 5 minute until i heard a response.

once i heard a soft 'come in', i creaked the door open and say harry sitting on the edge of his bed looking at the apparently interesting white wall. Waves of guilt crashing into me in parts. He look so utterly exhausted and drained. His large hands covering his pale face. I tip toed to his side and quickly wrapped my arms around him. Big fat tears started to puddled in my eyes once i blinked it all came flowing down.

"i-im so sorry, i-i didn't mean to get you into trouble" i sob having a hard time controlling my breath.

"sshh babe s'okay. My dad told me i could start working in his company. You know taking control the family business. You may even did me a favour by doing step one for me which was quitting school" he rubbed my back soothingly.

i actually came here to comfort him thinking he was having a hard time taking all this in but it seems like the table has turn and he was whispering such comforting and touching words to my ear and lets me sob on his shoulders nonetheless how pathetic i am.

"y-you sure?" guilt still clenching in my abdomen or was it the bruises from earlier? i can't really tell.

"i'm sure babe. u-uh you wanna stay the night?" he looked at me with those green pools that would make any forest jealous, Plump pink pouty lips that was so captivating it could make angelina jolie bows down. How could he possibly even ask me that question whilst giving me that engaging puppy look.

i nodded my head and went for his closet to change my rumpled school clothes as i started to smell pretty bad. I picked his smallest sweater yet it was still looking pretty huge for my size. I grabbed the black hand knitted sweater and a pair of boxers.

"Can i?" i look hesitantly whilst pointing at the clothes i grabbed.

"of course babe" he gave me a dimpled smile and stride to the bathroom.

"where are you going?" his hoarse voice stopping me midway which caused me to turn around.

"u-uh the bathroom?" it came out more like a question than an statement.

"babe you don't have to be embarrassed, just change in front of me. You have an stunning body, besides it's not really my first time seeing you naked" he smirked which caused my cheeks to redden.

i quickly strip from my clothes and changed to harry's oversize sweater and boxers. Being totally self conscious that a pair of emerald eyes is watching my every move. I threw myself into the inviting soft looking duvet. Harry chuckled at my actions and excused himself to the bathroom. I took the time to admired his room which is most likely your average teenagers room but cleaner and possibly fancier. His walls were white and plain but elegant at the same time comparing to my compact room full of graffiti and art materials. His king size bed being the centre of the large looking room and a black nightstand and next to it was a walk in closet that was filled with expensive looking clothes. I almost drifted to sleep at the sweet scent of Harry surrounding me. The comforting vanilla cologne mixed with a little of fresh paint. I snuggle my self to the warm duvet and peacefully wait for Harry. As i felt the bed dip on the other side i could tell he was brushing his teeth in the bathroom as the new minty smell beating the subtle vanilla filling the room. I was about to turn around and kissed his nose but then i felt strong hands slowly reaching my waist and pulling me ever so closely to his chest, my back against his chest. The hairs on my neck standing up due to his hot breathe hitting my bare cold neck causing me into a shiver mess. The position was so comfortable and perfect i won't dare move an inch, so i pretended to just sleep and hear his beautiful heartbeat and breathes.

"i-i might have to move tho babe, quite far away so i can be closer with my dad" he breathe.

My body immediately tensed up and i bet he could feel it as there was a moment of silent where you probably could hear a pin drop at the very moment. He broke the dreading silent by pulling me impossibly closer i could feel his mops of curls tickling my sensitive neck. His grip on my waist tightening and he let out a breathe and snuggle his face to my messy hair.

"but i promise you i would visit every chance i could get. I will text, Skype and call you all night. I want to live in your shoe so i could be there every step of the way. You can call me anytime and i will always answer in matter of seconds just to hear your voice is like a gift to me, your a gift that i will cherish forever. I never felt this way to anyone in such a short period of time and some might say it as delusional or naive but i'm willing to make an exception in your case zayn. gosh what are you doing to me. Am i really talking to myself right now? see zayn this is what you do to me"

He kissed my neck and hummed whilst tangling our legs together, those little things just melts my insides into mush, every kiss sparks thousands of fireworks all over my body and his every word seeping through the walls i've been building so high, all the bricks crushed back to square one. I should be frightened by it but right now i couldn't care less.

HEY THERE! omg guys thanks so so much for 400+views i'm literally squealing right now. I did this chapter instead of my homework which was due tomorrow...lolz who cares it's for you guys!

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ps. i failed in my english test which suck bc half of the time i don't even know what that bitch of a teacher is talking about so i'm like 50% blaming this on her.