Harry.
I don't know why I do it, I know he doesn't deserve one bit of the things we do to him. He's human, I am human, yet I can't help but look at him differently.
But what do you expect? My team expects center things from me. I need to be on top of the food chain and I don't care if I have to step on some people on the way there.
Here, I'm Mr.Perfect, with my amazing physique and dazzling smile, no male or female can resist me.
It's not my fault I'm incredibly charming and good looking.
But Zayn, there's something about him that makes me angry. How he doesn't talk often, to how secluded he his from the outside world, always listening to music or reading or writing things down. It aggravates me when he does that. He's surrounded by so much but he seems far way and distant.
It makes me want to pummel he face. And he takes it. Like he's used to the beatings that it doesn't even bother him when I push him against the lockers, making the locks that hang on the latches dig into the small of his back. Like it doesn't bother him when we kick and punch at him, making yellow and red bruises appear along his tan skin.
He just takes it.
And I'm sorry that I've done this too him.
But, you know what they say, ' don't hat the player, hate the game.'
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ruin. zarry.
FanfictionI fell in love with someone I shouldn't have, and that's ok. Sorry for the hiatus, but I will most likely discontinue this story on account of it being one of my first and not edited or written like it should be Previously called My Ruin
