Boxing Round 1

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Zayn walked down the stairs with every step down his guilt kept on increasing. 'Zayn you are not a good guy, just let it go you can help him after the boxing round' he reminded himself and took one more step down.

"Fuck!" He punched the nearby wall and ran up to the locker room. He can no longer imagine him knocking the door waiting helplessly for him. The feeling of getting locked and waiting for someone to show up was very well known by Zayn. He can't just leave that guy in that locker room even if that cost him $ 50 million.

He ran as fast as he could. He reached the door of the locker room which was quite now. "You still there man?" He asked.

He saw a dizzy image of someone on the glass "yeah! Please help me!" His voice sounded that he was in tears already.

Zayn kicked the lock with his woodland spike shoes. Zayn was strong and of course well aware of breaking locks. He opened the door.

The minute he opened it he was tackled with a hug. That guy's head was buried in Zayn's neck "I thought I won't be out till morning" he cried.

"Don't worry lad!" Zayn gently rubbed his hand on his back comforting him. Zayn felt warm tear drops falling on his neck. "I will bring you some water stop crying" Zayn broke the hug and that guy covered his face in order to wipe his tears.
Zayn turned to find a water filter. He took the glass which was placed beside it, he poured the glass.

*This is the final call for the participant to report on the registration. The match will start any moment now*

"Shit I am getting late! Please take the water" Zayn kept the water on the filter and took the stairs quickly. He didn't even turn to the guy.
Where that guy who was Liam desperately staring him with eyes filled with affection. He never saw such a perfect guy. Like not the other way round but still he was the most beautiful person he ever saw. But as Zayn left without turning back to him, he too realized that he is late for the competition.

Zayn on the other hand reached the counter and received batch no.24. ‘Good luck your match is in 5th round.’

"Thanks miss!" He was about to turn but again turned to the lady at the counter "may I know whether Liam made it or not? You know I specially came here to defeat him" he played with the lady.

"It won't be easy boy. He is the best from our school when it comes to boxing. Don't worry he will be here any moment now. Though he is never late" the lady showed her concern towards Liam which made Zayn even more worried.

*The competition starts so give a huge round of applause for Greg from Excel high school and Liam James from St. Lawrence high school*

With the announcement, the crowd went wild. "Liam?" I turned back to the lady "but he hasn't arrived yet right? Then who gave his registration?"

"He is a student from our school so we approved him without his presence"

Liam! Liam! Liam! Liam!

The whole crowd for chanting his name but he could only see Greg in the boxing ring.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa the crowd went wild and stood up blocking Zayn’s view completely. As Zayn was still on the counter he couldn't see the ring anymore.

*The moment we were all waiting for. Liam James our last year's winner is in the ring. So what we waiting for go for it boys* with a bell the match started. Zayn tried his best to move people but he could either see Liam's back or see nothing at all. For a second Zayn thought of hitting everyone in his way but he controlled his feeling.

*We were familiar with the results weren't we?* the crowd cheered *The winner of this round is Liam James*

'OK he is good and that means I should win my match too' Zayn smiled as he was impressed by how strong Liam was, beside this he got a second though on how that guy from the locker room was. He felt pity for him, the way he was crying and was so soft hearted. 'The poor guy was so weak, he couldn't even protect himself from those bullies' with sudden change of mind he turned back to ring which was now visible as the crowd calmed down. And again, Liam was nowhere to be seen.

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