The Beginning

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¤Hear me out, if I mess up, don't hate on me. Cause I'm only like eleven years old. Oh and the reason why there project says 'Due November 1st is because it's my birthday. And I am writing a new chapter for my loveliest people oh and it will be in Harry Point of View for the rest unless said so. ¤

"And now as I'm yelling over her, she yelling over me. All that that means is neither one of us is listening."

As the car pulled up to the driveway of our house, let me just say praise the lord because Zayn was standing there.

I hopped out of the car and ran towards Zayn. "Hey Zayn, when did you get here?"

"I just got here like 2 minutes ago and I was wondering if you wanted to spend the night with the lads and I." He replied.

I looked back towards him and saw he was glaring at me. I gulped. "Yeah sure Zayn. Do you want to come in?" I didn't give him a chance to answer since I pushed him inside.

I grabbed Zayn and ran upstairs to my room and locked the door.

"What are you so worked up about? " Zayn questioned.

"So you know how he slapped me in the cafeteria?" I panted and he nodded. "Well he just called me Harold and he only uses my full name when I did something bad, and apparently he said punishment so I know what that means."

Zayn nodded with wide eyes. He threw me a suitcase and said, "You can stay at my place for a while. Til he cools off."

"Thank you so much Zayn. " I smiled.

After we finished packing, I grabbed my suitcase and headed downstairs with Zayn by my side.

"Where do you think your going? "He spat.

"Im going to Zayn's. Is that a problem. " I snarled at him, rolling my eyes.

I'm allowed to go places. Like sure I'm not legal to love on my own but if I was, I would've been gone.

He got so pissed he looked like a tomato. Okay Harry no time for jokes.

"What did you just say to me, Harold? " Oh shit I'm in trouble. I looked at Zayn and nodded.

"Look at me when Im talking to you! " He screamed in my face.

He shoved me to the ground bringing back his fist before launching it at my eye, nose and jaw.

"Hey get off of him you fat pig! He didn't do anything wrong! " Zayn was beyond pissed because if you know Zayn, he never screams. Ever.

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Zayn's POV (Shocker right?)

I screamed at Alexander (Harry's dad). He has absolutely no reason to hit Harry, anybody for a matter of fact.

Alexander looked at me. Man I swear if looks could kill...

"You shut up little boy, before you end up like Harry here. " He snarled.

"First of all, I'm not little, and second of all you have no right to be hitting anybody. "I yelled at him.

He is so pissed.
He ran towards me and pushed me down. "I gave you a chance!" He shouted, spitting in my face.

He started throwing punches to my face and kicks to my gut. I grabbed his hand just as he was about to hit me again. I bent it backwards and he screamed in pain.

I kicked him where it hurts (Wink Wink) and shoved him off of me.

I ran towards an unconscious Harry, picked him up and brought him out to my car. But of course I went back and smashed Alex's head against the wall.

"Cmon Harry we are going to my house. " I whispered. I always loose my voice from raising it.

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We arrived to my house and I see the lads outside playing football. I walked to the other side of the car and got Harry out.

Liam was the first to ask. "What the hell happened!?! " He screeched, eyes wide, running over here.

"Let me get inside first and then I'll explain. " I whispered. I opened the front door and walked in.

"Honey what happened! " My mom said, running to me.

"Hold on people Jesus Christ!" I screamed, fully frustrated. There looks were full of fear, but mostly fear.

I put Harry on the couch and grabbed the first aid kit. I couldn't see well because of the blood trickling down my face. So Louis cleaned up Harry and Liam cleaned me.

"Let me ask again, what the hell happened. " Liam asked, concern written over his face.

I went into a coughing fit before speaking. "I went to ask Harry if he wanted to spend the night here. He said sure and pushed me into his room and locked the door. He then told me that when Alexander, his father, calls him Harry he gets into trouble. Punishments. So I told him he could spend the week here." I then went into another coughing fit.

"Alexander didn't like the idea so he started to hit Harry, kick him and stuff so I yelled at him and he did the same to me. But I broke his hand and kicked him in the balls and smashed his head against the wall. " I finished in a whisper voice.

"Wow. Poor Harry. " Louis said, with sadness written over his face.

I tried to reply, but that just went to a coughing fit.

"Jesus are you okay mate?" Niall asked.

I motioned for him to get me some water and a white board.

He brought me them, so I wrote down ' Whenever I scream or yell my voice reacts really badly. And the last time I screamed was when I was five. I lost my voice for two weeks. ' I wrote.

They all had looks of pity on there face. "Well Zayn, you clearly have a broken nose, a dislocated shoulder, and maybe a broken rib because he kicked you so many times." Liam said.

"Well I'm off to bed. " I wrote. I walked away after bidding them goodbye.

I changed out of my school clothes and into my sweats I didn't bother putting on a shirt.

I climbed into bed, after like ten minutes due to injures and went into a deep slumber.

*******Authors Note******

When I wrote deep slumber I couldn't help but think of Aladdin. That is my favorite Disney movie and BTW I am super lazy and I have school tomorrow so yeah I probably won't update tills late. Finished this at 10:57 a.m.