The Story So Far(Zayn)

The Sky Will Never Look The Same Again

and everything else is irrelevant, to the story so far, a coincidence that you looked like her from afar, is it true that you like to sleep alone? Or is it what you just tell everyone?

"Make sure you are not late for school, you've missed to many days as it is." I pushed a spoonful of cereal into my mouth while nodding at him. "And make sure you take the money I left by the door." I gave him a thumbs up pushing the bowl up to my mouth to drink the remaining contents of milk. "Use it for lunch and only lunch."

He was leaning against the door to the kitchen in only his pajama pants. His hair was disheveled and the bags under his eyes were prominent. He always did this waking up with me even if it was only for a moment just to say goodbye or reminding of something that really didn't matter.

I put my bowl in the sink and wiped the milk from my face. "Be good today yeah?" he said while ruffling my hair. I smiled at him, "always Zayn." he chuckled  and pushed himself off the door and headed towards his bedroom to go catch a few more hours of sleep.

Our relationship was complicated, if an outsider were to peek in on what this was I don't think they would have words for it. He was my rock, my knight in shining armor. He saved me from things I shouldn't have ever needed saving from. I would say he was like a brother to me, but he wasn't. He was something completely different. He wasn't a lover either. What we had was sacred, special, so special that a new love had been created just for us.

I couldn't expect anyone else to understand or would I want them too. We were us and that was all that mattered, nothing could break us. We were Zayn and Harper, we came in a pair even though we weren't a pair. Without him I don't know where I would be.

I can't remember the time or place, or what you were wearing, it's unclear about how we met, all I know it was the best conversation that I've ever had

The day I met Zayn, it feels a lot like yesterday but in reality it was 3 years ago. I was 15 at the time. I had decided I wanted to be a rebel, I wanted to be bad and no one would stop me. I cursed I smoked, I started hanging out with the wrong crowd. Zayn, he saw right through me. He was from that crowd. A tattoo covered, cigarette smoking, leather jacket wearing rebel.

 He knew that wasn't who I was and while the others from our group egged me on to drink that next shot or puff that next joint he would take it out of my hands. Not even asking he would pull me away. He would never say anything usually he would just walk away.

One day out of frustration I pushed him and told him to leave me the f*** alone, that these were my choices not his and didn't know me. That was the first time he ever spoke to me. I remember him laughing the deepest laugh I've ever heard. He ran his fingers through his hair and smiled. "You think you are so bad but you aren't, this isn't you and I know it. You don't like it, any of it! Admit it, it makes you feel dirty afterwards, doesn't it?" he asked while getting closer to me.

I shrugged and pushed him away as he smiled again. That lopsided smile that only insane people give, or just Zayn. I hated him from that moment on and I made it known to him. It didn't take long though for my opinion of him to change, not long at all.

 3 Years Ago

I ran my fingers across the graphic owl lighter that was priced at 150 dollars. "Grab small, its you're first time, anything more than five dollars is a no. If you get caught they will just ignore it." I bit my lip, this was it. This was what I was going to go down with and I was more than ready to. I placed the lighter in my pocket fully aware of the security sticker taped on the bottom. They showed me how to remove them but that wasn't my plan.

I saw everyone making their way towards the door and I stayed back not wanting to get in trouble. I waited until they were all exiting when I finally started walking towards the door. Slowly but surely. I ran my fingers over the lighter that was in my pocket. I wasn't going to hide it. I walked towards the door and the alarm went off my insides were exploding.

 Finally, finally she will have to notice me. I felt a hand wrapping around my wrist and I let out a yelp as another hand invaded my pocket. I looked up and met his eyes. He was upset furious to say the least. "What are you doing." I hissed at him as the security guards finally came to the scene. "leave now." he pushed me out of the automatic doors and I watched through the glass doors as he was cuffed and taken.

I didn't realize it then but because of what he did my whole life had turned around. I was upset but I realized what an idiot I was. Watching him get handcuffed was an awakening for me. I laid down on the floor next to my best friend Melissa's bed. "Have you heard from Zayn?" I questioned. She rolled her eyes and scoffed "his own fault for taking the blame, we told you to not get anything over five dollars but did you listen? NO!"

 I shrugged, "You know why I did it, I didn't mean for anyone else to get involved." I played with my hair and she sighed, "I know babe, I just wish you didn't have to revert to things like this." she patted my head and laughed as she laid down in her bed and shut the light off.

I was always treated like a little kid but it was probably because everyone I hung out with is older than me. Even Melissa is 18. Zayn is 18, and everyone else I hang out with is the least 2 years older than me. I don't really act my age though.

I sighed as I heard Melissa already snoring. It irritated me how fast she fell asleep. I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep tonight it just wasn't going to happen. The guilt with Zayn was eating me up. I sat up from the floor leaning on the bed Melissa had thrown together from random blankets. I looked towards her charging phone.

I unplugged it and snuck out of her room. Melissa lived by herself so after exiting her room I knew I wouldn't have to be quiet. I took a deep breath as I searched through her phone finally landing on the contact I was looking for. Zayn i bit my bottom lip and dialed his number placing the phone to my ears.

The ringing went on for awhile when I was about to hang up I heard the line click. "Its 2 in the f****** morning Melissa." I heard a groggy Zayn scream into the phone. "I um, I'm sorry its Harper. I Just, I just wanted to make sure you are ok." I bit my lip again a bad habit that I had. He let out a sigh. "I'm fine babe" his voice completely changed from annoyed to relaxed.

 "I'm sorry." I whispered nervously, "It's ok." he replied. "It wasn't as bad as it looked. I didn't get into any trouble, I told them I had forgotten to pay for it and that I was in a rush. They didn't believe me at first but I paid for it so it ended up being ok." I frowned, "You had to pay for it, I'm sorry." He chuckled, "It's ok, the only thing that matters is I didn't get arrested."

 I nodded although he couldn't see me. "I'm glad you didn't get arrested, I felt so horrible as it was." he was quiet for a second. "Why'd you do it?" he asked. "What" I whispered fully aware of what he wanted to know. "I watched you, I watched you look at the price, I watched you play with the security sticker. You were setting yourself up, Why?" he questioned.

 My breathing hitched, "I have to go, thanks for what you did, bye." I hung up before he could register what I said. I wasn't ready to talk about that, it was silly honestly and I wasn't ready for anyone but Melissa to know. 

Did you notice that I was afraid? I thought I'd run out of things to say two more hours until today burns this away, and it starts all over again