Cruel {Zarry}

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He pushed Zayn's hand off his chin, stood up and walked away. His tears started running down his face.

He had fallen for the boy.

Suddenly realisation hit him, hard. He loves Zayn Malik, the guy that his father forced him to seduce. The guy whose life will be taken away from, just because he happens to be the only Malik's son.

He could hear Zayn yelling behind him to stop. But Harry didn't. He sped up his pace and  walked right passed the group, that now had stopped singing and watched how Zayn was  calling for Harry while chasing him.

"Harreh!" Zayn yelled. "Harry stop!"

Zayn knew that maybe the song had been a bit too much, but he didn't expect Harry to react this way. He purposely chose to sing that song, it was the only song in which he could find himself in and express himself.

Zayn ran after Harry through the wooden gate.

"Harry you're overreacting!" He once again yelled.

Harry turned aroud, looked at the distance that was between Zayn and him. And then finally looked Zayn in the eyes.

Just then Zayn could see that the brown haired fella was crying. His eyes red as blood and his nose was leaking too.

"Ew." Zayn whispered too himself. Disgusted
at the leaking nose. It was cold yes, but couldn't Harry feel it leaking?

Harry saw the change in Zayn expression and turned around. Once again he started walking away.

Zayn immediately changed his attitude. "Harry!"

"Harry please stop!" He started running again and finally catched up to Harry.

He grabbed Harry's arm and forced him to turn around. "What is your problem?" Zayn said between breaths.

Harry just jerked Zayn's hand off him and angrily stared at his feet. Not knowing what to say, what to do and what not to do. He wasn't angry at Zayn, he was angry at the situation.

"Hello?!" Zayn waved his hands in front of Harry's face, making him finally look up. "Will you please tell me why you rushed out of there?"

"Just leave it."

"No." Zayn was determined. "I want to know what happened. Why you ran away and didn't stop even though you heard me calling your name."

They were quiet then. Zayn waiting on Harry's answer and Harry was fighting his best not to give the real answer.

"Is it something I did?" Zayn finally broke their silence. "Was it the song?"

Harry nodded his head.

"Okay." Zayn's doubt got confirmed. "Will you tell me what you thought was so bad in that song that it made you mad at me?"

"I am not mad at you." Harry once again lowered his head.

Again they were surrounded by silence. This time Zayn didn't break it.

"I-i think I have fallen for you." Harry whispered after some time.

That took Zayn by surprise. "What?"

"I think I love you Zayn. No, I don't think it, I know it. I am sure of it. I love you Zayn." He finally had the courage to make eye contact again.

Zayn's face showed multiple emotions. He seemed confused and somewhat happy but it eventually got overpowered by sadness.

"You- you do?" He asked in disbelieve.

Harry nodded his head. "I know we only know each other for some days now but I feel like a lot has happened since the day I first met you. You already knew that I liked you, but spending all this time together for the past couple of days made me realise what kind of person you really are. It is impossible for anyone not to fall for you. And a great man once said: 'The dept of a relationship can't be measured with time. Only with the heart."

Harry took Zayn's hand in his. "And I feel like I have known you for ages. And please don't be freaked out or feel any kind of obligation towards me. It's okay if you don't feel the same right now." He smiled. "Or maybe you'll never feel that way towards me. It's okay. My feelings towards you is enough for the both of us."

To say that Zayn was confused was a understatement.

All kind emotions going through him. He was glad that Harry didn't knew that Zayn had found out about his plan. He was relieved that Harry was now standing in front of him. A part of him wanted to believe Harry so bad. He wanted to say that he loved him back. But he couldn't, even though he did love him. This was part of Harry's plan and that's why he was so quick to confess his love for him. His fake love. The sooner they "fall for each other" the sooner he could get his hands on the papers.

Zayn swallowed. "I love you too."

Harry's face light up. "Really? You don't have to say that just because I did."

"No." Zayn shook his head. "I really do."

Just then Harry jumped right onto Zayn with open arms. Hugging him ever so tightly. "Omg I thought I scared you off."

Zayn laughed but didn't say anything. He just hugged back, as hard as he could.

His mind was telling him all kind of things. He knew he was doing the right thing because he needed Harry to believe he had fallen for him too. But why did it felt like he was doing Harry wrong?
Even though the feelings were real, his intentions weren't.
But then again neither were Harry's.

Or at least that's what he likes to think.

Little did he know that Harry swore to himself during their hug, to not continue with his father's evil plan. It was like their hug cleared his vision and made him realise that he was finally happy and he wasn't going to let his father take that away from him too. He promised to love and protect Zayn with all he had.

He had made up his mind. As soon as they were back home, he was running away.

But what about his mom, Anne?