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A tear slipped from his eyes, remembering that day when Zayn broke his heart into million pieces. He looked at his ring finger and laughed humourlessly. It was the ring Zayn had given to him. The ring that once, well for one night, was the symbol of Zayn's love, now became only the symbol of his betrayal and heart break. The ring which once symbolized their promise of being together forever, now only held the bad memories Zayn had given to him. It was still a promise ring to him, a promise he had made with himself to never let the bad memories affect Zayra's life, to never let Zayn hurt his baby girl, to never let Zayn hurt him.
"Dada!", Zayra yelled from a far. He smiled at his daughter who was busy chasing her best friend under Sarah's guidance.
He smiled at them, then when he averted his eyes to the side he saw a young boy crying under a tree, knees pressed against his chest and head dunked down into his arms. He found himself staring at him for a long time, after sometimes a friend of him came and hugged him then they both started walking out of the park. The boy who was crying some minutes ago, was cracking a smile and wiping away his tears. He saw his friend hugged him from the side and they left the park, smiling.
He smiled at them. He was at the boy's place once, except he didn't have anyone or any friend to comfort him. To make him smile. He had to become his own friend and comforter. His mind took him to the day after Zayn had left him alone in the bed and he had to go to the school.
He stepped into the school building with puffy red rimmed eyes, hair unruly, still in grey sweatpants and a black oversized jumper. He looked broken. But no one cared, they never did. All they did was laughing at him, like tgey were doing now. But there's was something different in their laughter, something devil; maybe it was the way he dressed today or the way hus hair or eyes looked. But still, there's was something, different. He looked around himself and saw everyone was laughing at him, looking at their phones then at him.
"Hey fag, had a great night?", a student he believe named Jason said, laughing devilishly.
"Sure he had, he seemed to be enjoying it", another girl, Sheena said.
"He's so naive"
"He's so stupid"
"Bloody fag"
"He should die"
"He should get expelled"
The curses and words started increasing with every step he took towards his classroom. He didn't let the tears fall, he couldn't.
At the classroom door there stood Josh with his gang, and beside him stood none other than...Zayn.
"Do you know why all the school is talking about you?",smirking he asked.
"I guess not, or else he wouldn't be here, now would he?", said another one from his gang behind.
"So should we should him? What say Zayn?", Josh asked him, still smirking.
He didn't say anything, he just smirked.
Josh threw me his phone which he caught in time and there's a video.
"Play and see", smirking Josh said.
He didn't want to see the video but curiosity got the best of me and he pushed play. And what he saw, turned his world upside down.
At first a caption came that said, "School's no.1 fag got pranked. So desperate to have someone and have sex. Want to know the meaning of desperate slut? watch this video. Have a great time. Enjoy"
He looked up to Zayn, he was looking down his feet. He brought his eyes back on the screen and saw the video.
There was some small clips of their date that day including how Zayn took him to the date, and hugged him after he said yes to his proposal,but it seemed like Harry hugged him. Then when he took him to his house and he kissed him, but it was taken from such angle that it looked like he kissed him forcefully and Zayn didn't want to. And then when he made Harry rode him but it looked like Harry forcefully rode him.
He stood there, blank. He was sure as hell, even his eyes had lost all the emotions.
He gave Josh back the phone, looked at Zayn who was staring back at him, still smirking.
"Thank you, for showing me who you are underneath. Thank you.",he said to him emotionlessly, making his smirk disappear and all the other jocks stopped their laughing as to why he was not crying or showing any emotion as they expected.
After that he left the school and ran all the way to his home. He thanked god for not havong Gemma there. She had to leave the house the day after his date in the early morning for her UNI. So now, he was alone at home. Wiping his tears he opened the door and entered his house and locked it behind, just like his heart for love.
Datw: 12th November 2016
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The Bet [Zarry AU] **UNDER EDITING**
FanfictionWhere, it all started with a bet. *** M-preg *** Poorly Written *** Under Editing