He's Not Afraid

Chapter 10

I drove home after a long day of school. When I arrived I saw some guys standing in front of the door. James. I pushed them away and wanted to unlock the door, but before I could enter my key James grabbed my arm and turned me around.

"Listen, Zayn, you can hang with us if you dump that little faggot" "Stop calling him faggot! His name is Harry!" "Since when do you care?" "Since he's my boyfriend." "Zayn, you're not gay. I don't believe it man" "Believe it, 'cause I am" He grabbed my shirt and pushed me against the front door. "You're a cool guy, Zayn, you're not gay." "Clearly I am" "He punched me in the face" "What was that for?" "You deserve it" "Yeah? ok, then you deserve this"

I punched him in the stomach. Then I opened the door. I stepped in but 2 guys got in too. They hit me in the head with something really hard. I fell on the floor. They kicked me in the stomach and back. I helt my arms around my head so that they couldn't hit it. Then one of the guys grabbed a lamp and threw it on my head. They kept kicking and hitting. Things slowly became blurry. I heard someone running down the stairs. "ZAYN!" it was my sister. The kicking stopped and the guys ran outside. I saw my sister kneeling in front of me. I was lying in a pool of my own blood. My sister was panicking. "I-I'll c-call m-mom!" "No! Don't, just... wait" I tried to get up but I couldn't. I sat up. Everything was blurry. I kept my head up with my hands.

"W-we need to call m-mom, Zayn!" "No, I'm okay." "No you're not! Don't try to act cool, Zayn, you're in pain" I sighed "No, really, I'm okay" "No Zayn! I get it you want to show to James that you can handle this, but look, you're sitting in a pool of your own blood, you're clearly not okay, Zayn! Please let me call mom!" She said in tears. "O-okay"

I remained conscious mom came home. I heard her running to the front door and opening it. "ZAYN!" She ran up to me. She grabbed me in her arms and hugged me tight. "Who did this to you?!" I didn't say anything. "James and 2 more guys" my sister said. I kept looking at the floor, I was in a lot of pain but didn't want to show it. "I already called an ambulance, Zayn, they'll be right here, just stay with us." "Hmm" I moaned in pain. I couldn't say anything anymore.

I seemed hours until the ambulance finally came. They ran to me, gabbed me and put me on a bed. They everything got black.

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I woke up after lying in coma for 2 weeks. Harry was the only one in my room. "Zayn?!" "H-Hey" I said with a lot of pain in my voice. Harry came up to me and stroked my haird away. He stroked my cheek and kissed my forehead. "Shh, you're in the hospital, everything is gonna be okay. I'm here" "H-How l-long h-have I been h-here?" "You were in coma for 2 weeks, Zayn" Harry said with tears in his eyes.

Then my mom and sister came in, followed by a doctor and some other guy. When my mom saw that I was awake she ran up to me and hugged me tight. It kinda hurt but I didn't say anything. My sister just stood there with tears in her eyes. I grabbed her arm, she came closer and hugged me.

"Hello, Zayn" the man said "H-hi" "I'm inspector Jamerson, is it okay if I aske you some questions?" "Y-yeah, sure" "Do you remember anything of what happened after school that day?" "Uhm..." He gave me the time to think about it. "Well, I r-remember t-that I came h-home from school... there were 3 guys standing in front of the house... James... and 2 other guys... I don't know there n-names...but I recognise them." "Ok..." he was righting stuff down. "They were saying things... a-about me and H-Harry..." "I believe that's you" he said speaking to Harry. Harry nodded. "They d-didn'g believe I-I'm g-gay... and t-told me to b-break up..." Harry had tears in his eyes. "T-then they pushed me against the door and h-hit me in the face... I-I wanted to go inside... so I p-punched him in the stomach... I opened the door.. but the 2 other guys came in as well... then they just started kicking and hitting me" I got tears into my eyes. "And did they hit you with anything, or..." "They hit me in the head with something hard... I fell on the floor and they started kicking me..." "Okay, thank you very much, Zayn" the guy said.

Then he stood up and left the room. The doctor gave us some time to be alone. Harry ran up to me and hugged me. He was almost crying. I hugged him very tight. He started crying

"I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble, Zayn." "No! It's not your fault Harry, please don't say that"

My mom and sister came up to us and hugged us. They started crying too. What are we gonna do about this? We're getting beaten up because we love each other? It just doesn't make any sense.