"Let me tell you a story about a pair of boys. He fell in love with his best friend and when he's around he feels nothing but joy..."
"You did it again."
"What the fuck are you on about?"
"You called me Zayn."
¡Punk Harry
We head to his house and grab Nola's things while I waited in the car. We drove to Nans house and dropped her off. Harry gave Nola a chocolate rose and heart shaped draw on them yourself cookies. Nan baked brownies with pink and red frosting and we ate ice cream. We bid them farewell, after staying the day.
Harry and I were in the car. He was taking me home after I told him to. The car ride was silent. I hadn't said a word to Harry since we picked up Nola and I honestly wasn't planning on it. At first I wanted to talk to him, but now. I don't even want to look at him. But I guess he got the hint that I didn't want to say anything to him because he hadn't said anything to me either. When we got to my house he parked. I was quick to jump out the car and race to my door. But of course I wasn't quick enough because when I got it open he was right behind me even though I tried closing the door in his face.
"Get out." I said pushing him to the door.
"No." I scoff. Turning around and seeing a note from my dad that said he'll be at the station late again and that he left money to order food. "I'm not going to just leave, not until you tell me what's wrong. Or at least what I did." He says.
"Well you can wait right there for all I care." I said. "I'm leaving." I head to my room but Harry comes in front of me grabbing my hands.
"Talk to me, Z." I snatch away from him.
"You need to go." I say angrily.
"Dammit Zayn!" He yells. "I'm trying really hard here! I want to be perfect for you but you're making it so got damn hard!" He grabs my hand again but this time rougher.
"Let go." My eyes water.
"No!" He yells. "Not until you tell me what the hell is going on! I deserve to know why you're treating me like shit!" His grip gets tighter. I whimper. It was starting to hurt.
"Ow." I squeak trying to break free of his grip. and his face immediately softens and he lets go.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." He says stepping away from me and bringing his hands to his side.
"Well it's too late for that." I say much calmer. My heart hurts so bad. While I was at Nans, i was able to push it all down with Nola and Nan as a distraction. But now...
"Zayn, what are you-?"
"You're a liar." I cut him off. "You said you loved me. I- I thought I was enough but... But I guess not." I laugh humorlessly. "I guess I'll never be good enough."
"Zayn I do love you. With every fiber of my being. You mean everything to me, and then some. And you're way more than enough. " he steps closer to me but stops when I step back. His hand is raised almost reaching out for me.
