Broken English (Student/Teacher Zarry&LiLo)

Turn at the Bend

A/N: OMFG IM SO SORRY I MADE ALL OF THESE CONFUSING ERRORS LAST CHAPTER SO ED IS A TEACHER. JOSH IS A STUDENT AND JOSH IS DATING ASH. SORRYYYY.

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*Harry's POV*

When I got home, I was met with an eviction notice once again. I ripped the piece of paper off the door and stepped inside my apartment.

"Mom! I'm home!" I shouted shutting the door, and shrugging my jacket off.

"Wh-what're you doin here boy?" She slurred.

Drunk. Again.

I sighed, walking over to where she was laying. When I tried to pry the bottle of alcohol from her hands, she grasped it tightly. I started pulling again, even harder. She released the bottle causing it to fly backwards, hitting my head.

"Ow!" I stumbled backwards, clutching my forehead.

"That's what you get, you ungrateful twat!" She insulted me.

"Mum... I'm just trying to help..." I said weakly.

"If you wanted to help, you would've let me keep my bottle," she cried, "I wish I'd never given birth to you. I hate you! Now get out of my sight!"

After her hurtful words, she spat at me. I hurriedly crawled away to my room and locked the door, crying. Maybe she's right... maybe she never should've given birth to me... maybe we'd both be better off if I was dead. Now's not the time to worry about that though, there's bills to pay, but no money to give.

I read over the eviction notice. You have two weeks to come up with $1,800 or else you will be evicted.

My eyes went wide, '1800 dollars!'

How on earth can someone make $1,800 in two weeks?!

I dragged a hand through my curls and yanked a knot out of my hair. Slowly my mind fizzled out until I was asleep. Although it wasn't peaceful...it was torturous.

*Zayn's POV*

"Nialllll," I whined, dropping my hand.

"What Zaynie?" He asked, closing his book.

"Go make me a cup of tea," I pouted.

"I am not your slave Sir Zayn," He said propping his book up on his lap.

"Yes you are. Now get," I said throwing a pillow at him.

Niall jumped out of bed and stuck his tongue out at me, still proceding to the kitchen.

"Thanks Nialler!" I yelled.

For the 50th time this night I read over Harry's list of kinks:

1) Being spanked.

2) Teasing.

3) Police uniforms.

4) Suspenders.

5) Glasses.

6) Tattoos.

7) Abs.

8) Dancers.

9) Being dominated.

10) Teachers named Zayn :p

No matter how many times I read this, I always laughed at suspenders and teachers named Zayn. He was such a goofy, "innocent" lad. Quite cute.

"Zayn. Stop drooling," Niall said placing my cup of tea on the bed side table.

"I was not drooling Ni!" I threw another pillow at him.