Zarry | They don't know about us

Chapter Ten

Zayns pov.

Harry slows down when he sees I am watching him approach. I could see he was wary of how I was going to act. To be honest I didn't know how I was going to act.

"Zayn" Harry whispered when he got closer. "Baby" he cried when he got closer, when I guess he made out the fresh bruise on my jaw. "Oh Zayn" he whinced when he slowly traced his fingers over my jaw. "Why?" he whispered, as if I would break if he spoke any louder. "I didnt tidy before he got home" I let out a small laugh. "Im so sorry Zayn" Harry rubbed circles in to my new bruise. I leaned in to his touch. "Can we talk about it?" Harry questioned. I nodded and signalled for us to sit on a bench.

"He called me downstairs and flipped out because I hadnt washed up. He slapped me, so I screamed and shouted at him so he punched me" Harry had his eyes squeezed shut and his Jaw clenched together. "Then I told him that my mum left him because he was a child abuser" I shut my eyes tight and Harry tried to encourage me on. "Zayn what did he do?!" harry sounded frightened. "He closed me in in the kitchen and said he wanted to make me feel good and he srtoked my face" more tears fell from my eyes as I repeated what had happened. "I tried to move out of his grip but he just kept saying he wanted to make me feel good" Harry was now red with anger. "He didnt?" Harry shot up pacing up and down the length of the bench. "no, my mum came home! then I said I was taking my sisters away from that freak but they wouldn't let me then they told me to leave" I finished. I was still crying as I finished telling him what had happened.

"Im so sorry" Harry said hesitantly hovering his hand over my leg and then pulling away. I leant over and hugged Harry "Thank you" I whispered and stood up and walked away and sat at the swing.

"You want me to leave?" Harry asked as he slowly walked over to me. "No, but you should" I softly swung. He just stood there watching me. "Zayn," he started. "Please Harry, dont. I know what you're gonna say. You're going to sort it out, everything is going to be okay, but it wont Harry. It never is" I cried. He shook his head. "No actually i was going to say that I am here for you and you're not alone but if want me to kick his ass I will" he slightly smiled causing me to laugh a little behind the tears. I nodded at him with a weak smile.

Harrys pov

I want Zayn. Before this all I wanted was to get him back but before doing this I have to fix him. He is so broken he doesnt even know who he is anymore.

"Im sorry" Zayn whispered as I sat on the swing next to him. "Dont Zayn. you have nothing to apologise for." I explained. "No Harry, I led you on then pushed you away. Its not fair" Zayn told me. "Maybe. But I understand you are doing this for the right reasons Zayn and when its all sorted I am still going to be here waiting for you, im not going anywhere" I told him which caused him to cry even more.

"Dont cry Zayn, please?" I ask and he nodded wiping away his tears. I stood up and motioned for him to come with me. He cautiously followed me across the green behind the park. "where are we going?" he questioned. "Its a surprise" we walked for a little while until we came to a huge forest area. "Da daaa" I showed him. "What am I looking at?" he said confused. "Look up" and he looked up at the tree house I went to when I was younger and his smile could light up a whole room.

Zayns pov.

"Wow" I looked up to see a huge tree house above us. I hadnt smiled like this in forever, it felt good. "Go on" harry unravelled a rope ladder and motioned for me to climb. "I cant, im scared of heights" I explained. Harry walked over to me and put his hands on my shoulders. "I'll catch you if you fall" He smiled. "Always" He whispered. I brushed it off and smiled started climbing the tree. I knew there was a lot more behind what he was saying but I am so weak I may just give in if I look into his eyes for too long.

I got to the top, "Come on slow coach" I teased as Harry wobbled a bit on the ladder. He pulled himself in to the tree house with a little trouble. "Its been a while" he laughed.

"You know im always here to talk Zayn" Harry said seriously and I nodded. "You didnt reply to me" he said. "I know" I looked at my knees which were now tooked up to my chest. "Im sorry" I said sincerely. "Its fine" he smiled weakly. "I love you Zayn" I went to interrupt. "Please don't Zayn. let me talk" he whispered. "I love you. Which means I will do anything to make you happy and if that means leaving you then thats what I will do" I just looked at him confused. "You think leaving me will make me happy? When I was with you was the only happy time, ever! Being without you does the exact opposite of making me happy! I lay there every night with my phone in my hand looking at the texts you have sent me, crying wishing I could reply!" I was now shouting. "Sorry" he looked down. "For fuck sake Harry! stop apologising! This isnt about you, or me! its about what would happen if we were together! I would barely be home and you know what that means, he'll turn to them. To my sisters. I cant do that to them and then when I actually went home the beatings would be a lot worse than they are already" I was now sobbing. "Zayn stop. I know. I know" He pulled me in to his chest and let me cry. "Im so sorry Harry. I really really am." I sobbed in to his chest. "Baby its okay" he whispered kissing the top of my head. I buried my head in to his neck and just cried it all out.

"Zayn why did you text me?" Harry questioned. I sat in silence until he repeated his questioned. "I needed to see you. You're the only person who can make me feel better" I whispered in to his neck. Harry left it there and just let us lay in peace. "I love you" he whispered in to my hair. I just lay there, silently crying with my head on his chest. I was slowly drifting to sleep. "I love you Harry" I whispered barely audible and I fell asleep to feel of his chest rising and falling.