Bully to Boyfriend(Zarry)

Chapter Sixteen

-Zayn-

"Harry?" I mumbled, not feeling him in the other side of the bed. I sat up and looked around my room. He was sitting at my desk, playing with my computer. "Harry," I said again, but he didn't hear me. I pushed the blanket off and walked over to him. I closed the laptop and he finally looked at me. "What have a told you about playing with my things?" I smiled.

"Oh, you're awake," was all he said.

"No, Harry, I'm sleep walking," I spoke sarcastically. He grinned at me and stood from the chair.

"You're in a sassy mood, and I don't think I like it very much," he said and wrapped his arms around my waist. I did the same around his neck and we swayed back and forth.

"Get use to it, Styles," he leaned down and placed his soft lips against mine. I didn't move my lips with his, but I didn't pull away either. He's so tempting. He is so beautiful. His curly hair, his smirk, deep green eyes. I can't hold back any further. I start to move my lips with his. I run my fingers through his curls, deepening the kiss. Harry started to smile. "What do you want to do today?" I asked.

"I have something in mind," he said and grabbed my hand leading me towards the bed. He straddled my lap and hovered over me. His hand went down to my crotch. He started to palm me through my boxers. My eyes fluttered shut. I started to think of what Spot and his friends did to me.

"Harry, stop," I said trying to sit up.

"What's the matter? Don't you like it?" he smirked and continued.

"No, please just bloody stop!" I begged wanting these memories out of my head. He looked at me with great concern.

"Zayn, what's wrong?" Harry said taking a seat next to me.

"Nothing, I'm sorry. I- I just-"

"What did he do to you, Zayn? He can't hurt you anymore, he's in jail." He said knowing it was Spot.

"It wasn't just him, his friends too." I cried.

"You're okay now. It's okay. You can tell me," Harry encouraged. I didn't want to talk about it. I just want to forget.

"Stop, Harry." I warned in a shaky voice.

"Z, it's only me, you can tell me," he told me again.

"Harold! Stop it! I don't want to talk about it!" I yelled.

"Zayn, I'm sorry, but I really think you need to talk about it, you will feel better," Harry said looking into my eyes. I looked away.

"No! I don't need to do anything! Just leave me alone, and get out!" I yelled, marching over to my bedroom door and opening it so he can exit.

"Zayn, I'm-"

"No! I fucking said to get out!" I yelled once more. But Harry didn't move from the spot on my bed. He sat there with an angry look on his face.

"Listen Malik, I'm not going anywhere!" He shouted back at me. I walked over to him, and grabbed his arm, trying as hard as I could to pull him off my bed, but he wouldn't budge. Finally I gave up.

"Please, just go." I said softly and started to cry again. I turned my back to him and held my face in my hands and just cried. Hopefully, he will just leave. I heard him get off the bed, and thought he was going to leave. Instead he wrapped his arms around my waste and held me against his chest.

"It's okay, baby. Don't cry. I'm sorry." He whispered in my ear. The way he held me calmed me down. I felt like I was safe. Like nothing could ever harm me as long as I was in his arms. I turned around to face him and pulled him into a hug and buried my head into the crook of his neck. I know that we only woke up a short time ago, but I was exhausted.

"I'm going to lay down, Harry. I'm tired. You don't have to stay," I said releasing him from the hug.

"I'll lay with you, until you fall asleep," Harry said. We both got comfortable into bed and I closed my eyes. About five minutes later, I felt Harry kiss my forehead, and then he started whispering, "Zayn, I know I've done some horrible things to you, but I promise I will make it up to you. You deserve the best. And I swear those bastards will pay for everything they did to you. I don't know how someone could hurt you. I did it because well before I met you, I thought I was straight. I mean sure I would check guys out, but I convinced myself it was normal. But as soon as I saw you, I knew I wanted you to be mine. You're so beautiful, and innocent. I just want to kiss every inch on your skin and then yell at you for making me feel things I didn't know were even possible to feel. Zayn, what I'm trying to say is, I'm in love with you. I could never say this while you are awake. I don't have the guts to," Everything Harry just said to me was absolutely beautiful. He thinks I'm sleeping and I don't want to embarrass him by telling him I heard every word. I can't believe he loves me. Because honestly, I feel the same way. He saved me. If it wasn't for him, I would have never seen him or my family again. Harry, I love you too.

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End the this chapter. Sorry for the long wait. And for any spelling mistakes. I'll edit later. Thank you for 12k reads. Happy Halloween!!!! I love y'all. Don't forget to comment And vote!