Give and Receive ((Zarry))

Chapter 15

Harry's POV:

I sling my backpack over my shoulder, feeling the weight of my school books and clothing. I meet my Mum in the hallway and we walk into the main room together. Zayn is sitting up, staring at the wall with an expression I don't recognize. He looks pale, as if someone just punched him in the gut. And his phone is on the floor. I raise my eyebrows and am about to ask him what's wrong when he turns to me and gives me a 'tell you later look' nodding towards my Mum. Okay... He tries to stand up but then falls back onto the couch with a groan, holding his head. I rush towards him and wind an arm around his waist and he slings his arms across my shoulders, flashing a painfully grateful smile. We walk out of my apartment building together, with my Mum trailing behind. The car ride is quick and silent, with my Mum driving and Zayn laying with his head on my lap in the back seat. We walk into Zayn's main room and my Mum whispers to me "I'm going to go take a nap." And I nod, motioning towards the guest room. Looks like I'll be sleeping in Zayn's room. With Zayn. The thought almost makes me giggle. I half carry Zayn to his bedroom and set him down on his bed. He groans slightly and pulls his shirt off before crawling under the covers. I follow suit and wrap my arms around his waist, slightly spooning him before falling into a content sleep.

--------- Louis's POV:

I sit on my couch in my flat and bury my head in my hands. I'm such an idiot. I thought Boss would stop after I beat the living daylights out of him. I feel Ash trying to resurface and push him away. I hate my violent alter ego. He always comes around whenever Harry gets beat up. And now all of this with Zayn is just adding fuel to an already blazing fire. Zayn now knows that I'm Ash. I wonder if he knows my story, or if my beating up Boss disappeared along with the rest of Ash. My condition for leaving Boss alone and not telling anyone was that Boss stop beating his boys. Or runners. Whatever the fuck he calls them now. I should've known that dirty bastard would break his promise. My anger blares again and I force myself to take deep breaths, like that cheap therapist told me to. I think of Eleanor and my anger immediately lessens, her smile, and her beautiful eyes, filled with innocence and mischief. 

I knew who he was the moment Harry introduced us. I thought that he must've found a better life after Boss. I was so wrong. I thought he might've recognized me too, or at least my voice. Probably not my face, I was wearing shades and my face was pretty covered up by the dark that night. He had stood out from all the other runaway kids. Instead of being weary and tired, he had an attitude of confrontation. And defiance. A lot like myself when I became a Boss boy. I guess that's what made me send him to work for Boss that one day. I was so stupid. I never would've sent him if I knew Boss still beat his kids. I suppose a part of me did know though. Most likely the Ash part. And I must've figured that Zayn could've handled himself. Ahh.. I was so stupid. I thought a 15 year old could handle Boss, just because he had a fit body and sass. Well, I can't go back in time and make up for all those years of beatings.

But still... how can a person who ran away because his parents beat him, and then was sent to another person who beat him... end up as someone as nice and caring as Zayn? I bet he has a bad side. An Ash side. I suspect his defiant attitude that I saw that night got him into a lot of trouble with Boss. Which means more beatings. I'll have to keep an eye on him. Find out what makes him snap, then avoid it at all costs. Ugh, my head hurts from all these confusing thoughts. One thing is certain though: Zayn is dangerous. And I'll have to watch him for any sign of anger. Or Harry could be hurt. Hurt really bad.

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Zayn's POV:

I wake up and immediately long for the comfort of sleep again. A harsh aching pain rings throughout my body, forcing my eyes completely open. I hear warm breaths beside me and realize there are arms wrapped around my waist and someone is spooning me. Harry. He is just too adorable. I smile when he whispers my name in his sleep, followed with a quiet thank you. My smile turns into a grimace quickly. Dang, it even hurts to breath. This is the worst it's been in a while. To think that only a few days ago I was excited that Boss might promote me of head runner. I turn in his arms and smile, all of the bad things that have happened in the last few days were more than worth it. I would take Boss beating me up 1000 times more just for one minute to even look at Harry. He truly is my entire world. I peck him lightly on the lips and his eyes flutter open. A huge grin spreads across his face immediately. "Harry. Thank you for being my boyfriend and understanding so much about my past. I love you." I say quietly, looking deep into his eyes and trying not to drown in the emerald pools.

"I love you more" He murmurs, blushing slightly.

"Impossible"

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A/N:

Hey guys just a cute somewhat filler chapter. Do you think Louis should tell Zayn about sending him to Boss? And how will Harry react to knowing Louis's story?

I will try and update soon! Love you guys!!!! Thanks for reading!!!!!!!!