Halo (Zarry Fanfic)

Chapter 1

"What the fuck?!" I yelled. 

Zayn jumped up quickly off the bed. Covering his naked body with a sheet while he started to search for his pants and attempted to get my attention. I see him stubble, tripping over the sheet, his tattooed arm reached out to me.

"Baby, baby..." Zayn begged. 

But I was in so much shock I just didn't hear him calling out for me. I was staring at her, this blonde, thin, small chested girl what was just having sex with my boyfriend... In the bed I sleep most nights, I lost my virginity to him in that bed, where he told me he loved me for the very first time. The stupid thing was now that I was looking at the girl who had now replaced me was that she didn’t even look shocked or guilty whatsoever. Her small, round face looking back at me with pursed lips. For some reason when I looked at her I didn’t feel anger. I just felt hurt like somehow this obsolete stranger had betrayed me even though I had no idea who she was. 

I didn't even know I was crying until I felt Zayn grab my face and wipe the tears away with his thumb. "Baby? Babe?.... Harper?!" I was pulled back in to reality and ripped my eyes away from the girl on the bed as I stared into Zayn's eyes. It hurt too much to even look at him. It felt like my whole head was thumping with the biggest migraine. 

"Harper let me explain please?" Zayn pleaded. 

"No" I broke eye contact "Um I… I just need my quiz results, I forgot them and I have to get back to my lab." I rambled on trying to focus on anything but the situation that had just been unfolded in this small dorm room. 

I pushed past Zayn to the desk behind him where I had left my quiz results. I was shaking so bad that I knocked his art pencils off the desk and they all feel onto the floor around my feet. I didn’t stop to pick them up when I found my quiz results under a folder on the desk.

"Harper please, I'm sorry. It's really not what it looks like!" Zayn tried to grab my arm but shrugged it off. 

"Zayn its looks pretty clear to me!" I turned to him. "Please Harper it's really not like that, she came on to me babe..." 

"Excuse me?" The girl spoke. "You called me!" she shouted sitting up on the bed. 

I just stared at Zayn, dumbfounded by what was accruing.

"Please Harper that's not true, you have to listen to me!"

"Zayn? ... Why? …. Like I love you. But, but it's done. We are done! How could you do this to me?!.. No to us?!... Wait I don't even want to know, I don't have time for this! I have to get to class,” I yelled pocketing the paper in my hand almost ripping it in the process.

I pushed Zayn aside an ran out of the room but I could hear Zayn chasing after me 

"Harper! Please I love you! Please don't do this!" 

But I just kept running. I ran down the stairs and out of Charles Morris Hall, into the drizzling rain. I was crying. I just couldn't believe what I just saw. It just kept replying in my head, Zayn, naked, on top of this random girl, eh I felt sick! I wasn’t sure if I was now shaking from shock or just the cold weather. I didn’t know what to think anymore. 

I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking because I was to busy not trying not to throw up. All of a sudden I bumped into a tall figure and fell backwards onto my bottom. 

"Harper? Are you okay? I'm so sorry!"

I looked up and I saw a familiar pair of green eyes with his hand out offering to help me up.

"Oh hi Harry… No I'm fine, I just wasn't paying attention. I'm sorry! I've done this twice today." I took his hand and I stood up off the wet concrete.

"What fall on your ass?” He teased. “Wait, Harper are you crying? It really didn’t hurt that much did it? Oh fuck I'm sorry." His worried tone caught me off guard. 

"No no it's not that. Ummm, don't worry, I need to get to class, I'm running late, but thank you." I replied shaking my head and walking passed him.

"Let me walk you then? I can make sure you don't fall on your ass for the third time today" He laughed and he waited for my answer. I knew he was trying to lighten the mood and make me feel better even if he didn’t know that Zayn, his kind-of-friend had cheated on me it was a sweet gesture none the less. 

"Yeah sure, thanks Harry" I replied a fake laugh fell from my lips while I quickly whipped the tears under my eyes away. We continued back to my lab class at a reasonably pace as I needed to be as fair away from Zayn as possible. 

Harry was a really nice guy, he was apart of my group of friends, but I never really had a one on one conversation with him. All I really knew about him was that he was 19, the same age as me. He was studying Sports Science with Niall and he use to have a girlfriend named Lauren but they broke up, I have no idea why. 

"Hey so what's wrong? You can tell me" Harry broke the silence.

"Ah umm," we stopped walking and I turned to face harry. My eyes darting around trying to look anywhere but his and then I just broke down crying. I couldn’t help it I laid my head into his chest and wrapped my arms around his back. I think I just needed some comfort after my shock had worn off. 

"Harper? It's ok, just tell me what happened?" Harry hesitantly hugged me back as I’m sure he was taken back by my odd gesture.

"It’s about Zayn…” I pulled back from Harrys hug and looked up at him and shook my head. “But I need to get to class now Harry, I have to hand in my quiz an…." I breathed slowly tying stop the tears.

“Okay, okay lets get you to class,” he spoke as he rubbed my back.

Harry walked me to the door of my lab, I was about to go in but harry called my name “Harper, wait are you sure you okay for class?”

“Yes I’ll be okay. Thank you,” I smiled softy at him. 

“Alright well I’ll meet you back here and we can grab some coffee and you can tell me what’s happened? Or just talk?” he said shifting his feet like he was nervous. 

“Sure,” I replied wiping a tear off my cheek “I finish in an hour.”

“Okay ill see you then” Harry smiled sympathetically as he turned and walked down the hall and out of view.

Once I had handed in my quiz results I made my way over to my assigned seat for this semester, I found my lab partner Kellie who was a short light brown haired girl, who was funny and sweet. Her face lit up when she saw me but her smile quickly faded when she saw the marks that the tears had left on my face. 

“Harper!? Spill it. Now,” she said sternly while rubbing her hand on my back. 

“Its Zayn. He…” I was cut off my lab instructor calling us over to watch the demonstration. “Don’t worry, ill tell you later.” I said avoiding the topic. I sighed and tried to focus on the current subject at hand…

Embryology..