He's Not Afraid

Chapter 4

I arrived at school, I got to go with my bike because my car didn't start this morning. Zayn was standing against his car. When he saw me he smiled and walked to me. "By bike?" "My car didn't start..." "Pour baby" I smiled. People were watching us, wich made me shy. I looked at the ground. "Don't be shy babe" he whispered.

We were sitting in the cafeteria, suddenly James came towards me, Niall and Liam. "Harry, right?" "U-uhm.. yeah.." "Why the hell are you staring at Zayn the whole time?" "Uhmm.." Zayn joined us. "What's wrong James?" "This guy is staring at you the whole time, I don't like that. Just look at someone else faggot." "Hey calm down" Zayn said. "Why would you stick up for him?" "U-uhm" "Do you like him or something?" "N-no, No!" "Well, just go to our table I can handle this" Zayn walked away. He didn't even like me? I thought he was my boyfriend "Just look at someone else faggot" James walked away. Niall and Liam were looking at me. They saw the look on my face "A-are you ok?". I got up and walked out the cafeteria, Zayn watched me but I didn't care. He didn't care.

After lunch I had history class. When I entered the classroom Zayn was already in there. He looked at me but I walked to the other side of the classroom and sat down. He looked down.

After school I wanted to go home as quick as I could, I didn't want to see Zayn, since I ment nothing to him. I heard someone walking behind me, I took my bike and wanted to drive away but someone was holding my bike. "H-Harry?" "No Zayn, go away." "Listen, Harry" "Let go!" I drove away. When I came home I immediatly ran to my room. I threw my bag on the floor and laid down on my bed with my face in my pillow. I started crying. Why did he do that?

An hour later I heard someone was at the door "Hi, Ms. Styles, uhm.. I'm Zayn" "Please call me Anne" "Ok, Uhm.. Is Harry home?" "Yes, comme in" Zayn came in. "He's upstaires in his room, second door on the left" "Thanks". I heard him walking up the stairs. I quickly put on facebook and sat down in front of my desk. You could see by my face that I had been crying. I heard knocking on the door. "Yeah" I said. He came in.

"H-Harry?" "What are you doing here Zayn?" "Look, about what happened at luch time..." " "If this means nothing to you it's fine Zayn, just don't bother me" "N-No, listen... These guys just wouldn't understand me. Me..liking.." "Me" "N-No... guys..." "Oh" "I'm just afraid of their reaction, you know..." "I-I understand" He came up to me and hugged me tight "You mean a lot to me Harry, I felt horrible after lunch, please don't be mad at me" "I-It's okay Zayn" I stroked his hair.

He smiled at me and kissed me on my cheek. "I missed you" he whispered. "Touching you". I smiled. We laid down on my bed. My head rested on his chest. It felt good. Normal. Right.