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Zayn
"Zayn Javadd Malik! I have told you a hundred times to not keep your books on my table!" Harry growled and I sighed.
"Harry please! I am begging you, I am doing my fucking homework!" I said, trying to be as calm as one could be in this situation.
"So?! You didn't think when you kept your book on my table! So why should I think before doing something?!" Harry spat.
And that did it. I slammed my textbook shut and gave Harry a heated glare.
"Can you stop bitching about for once?! I am trying to study here in case you are fucking blind! Did I disturb you when you were studying an hour ago?! No! Then you should do the same thing! And it's only one textbook! You could have simply told me once and I would've taken it after apologizing but no! You just love to piss me off, don't you?!"
I was shaking with anger. And I swear if I stay with the damned boy for one more second, my blood pressure is going to rise more than the temperature of the sun.
"You are just a fucking jerk! I bet nobody loved you or is going to love you! Do you understand?!" Harry sneered and what he said cut me deeper than it should. I thought I was over the past but judging by the painful clench in my heart, I wasn't.
"You don't know shit about me, so don't make assumptions. Words hurt a troubled - by - the - past person more than you think they do" I muttered darkly and I saw that Harry was taken aback by my confession.
I just shook my head and gathered my books, heading to the library. At least, there I could do my homework in peace without anyone interrupting me.
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Fanfictionzarry // completed "I hate you" Or where Zayn and Harry hate each other......or so they thought [ my first ever story. stupid in some places. the epitome of cliché. sorry ]
