He's Not Afraid

Chapter 14

The next day Harry didn't go to school. Ofcourse! I stayed with him over the night. Before I went to school I tugged him in and kissed him on his forehead. Then I drove to school. Lots of people were asking me stuff about Harry and Jason. Niall, Liam and Louis dragged me out of the mass of people. "How's he doin?" Niall asked. "He can't stop crying" "Poor Harry" Louis said.

I didn't really pay attention to the teachers, all I was thinking about was Harry. I wanted school to be over quick and go to Harry. After a long long day the bell finally rang! Time to go to Harry.

I arrived at Harry's house, his mom opened the door "He's still in his room, hasn't left it for a second". I walked upstairs and opened the door. "Harry?" "hey..." I walked over to him and sat down next to him. He laid his head on my shoulder. "Feeling a bit better?" "Not really..." I squeesed his soulder and he started to cry again. "Come here" a wrapped my arms around him and made him cry into my shirt. His head laying on my chest. "I-I just d-don't unders-stand Zayn, h-he was so, so... h-happy..." "Shh, nobody understands, Harry, nobody". I rocked him to calm him down. After a while he calmed down. He laid his head back on my shoulder and I wrapped my arm around his waist.

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Thursday Harry came back to school. Yesterday was Jason's funeral. You could see he was still really sad but he looked better then the last couple of days. I drove him to school. When we got out a lot of people were staring. Harry doesn't like people staring at him, I know that. I rubbed his shoulder as we walked into the building. James walked towards us. "I'm sorry about what happened with Jason, Harry." "Thanks" He smiled at us and walked away. Then we saw Niall, Liam and Louis. They hugged him. "U ok?" "Hmm.."

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After two weeks, Harry was his happy self again. He still thought about Jason, but he kinda accepted it I think. After school I went to his house. He was up in his room playing video games. "Hey curly" "Oh hey Zayn" He put off his game. We sat down next to each other on his bed.

"So... what about...us?" I asked. "James spoke to me that sunday." "What did he say?" "He said that he was sorry about everything and that he first thought it was all a mistake. But that he wouldn't hurt me or you anymore and he was just gonna accept it and he wouldn't bother us." "So.. you still love me?" He sat up and looked at me. "I never stopped" he stroked my cheek and kissed me.