New Boy || [ Harry Styles au ] ✔️

18

"Nah, I'm just kidding. I remember everything." Harry laughed, groaning right after as his hangover hit him.

"You āsshole." I hit him on his chest, glaring at him as I stood up. "We need to head back, let's hurry."

He nodded, grabbing his belongings and making his way towards his parked car as I followed suit.

Once strapped and ready to leave, I realised I hadn't returned home last night—which was actually irresponsible of me. Especially since mom and dad aren't home and I didn't notify Zayn.

Speaking of that āsshat...

I pulled out my phone, entering my usual pin code as I got bombarded with notifications.

57 missed calls and several texts from Zayn.

Zayn: Sorry I snapped
11:30 pm

Where are u?
12:05 am

Im worried now
12:27 am

Pick up my calls!!
12:56 am

Zara please
1:09 am

I'm so sorry pls pick up
1:29 am

I'll never talk to u like that again bubba just please call me
2:00 am

Lorcan got off the phone with Olivia. Ur with Harry!?
2:30 am

I promise I won't be mad just come back home
3:00 am

Please Zara ur my baby sister I can't lose u
4:58 am

20 missed calls from Noah and also unopened texts.

28 missed calls from Lorcan, 17 texts.

19 missed calls from Louis, 12 texts.

Woah, this is the first time I've had so many calls. Maybe I should disappear more often.

"So it's official." I started, dropping my head to my hands. "My brother is going to kill me."

"Oh god me too." Harry panicked before abruptly coming to a stop.

Awkward silence filled the air and I mentally groaned. Our last argument was also about Zayn and we were almost in the same predicament. Fūck me.

Sighing, I leaned more towards the window, watching the trees stay lightly with the wind. They moved so care-freely, it made me jealous. They didn't have to worry about their next move, or any consequences or anything. They just did what nature wanted them to do.

Ugh now I'm comparing my life to a tree. Does it get any better than this? I think the fūck not.

"Zara." Harry cleared his throat. "I know that no apologies will fix what I did to you. And I know the accusations that I put on you were completely false."

His voice had a nervous tint to it and I felt myself roll my eyes. "Well at least you know."

"Zara I mean it. That night...was one of the best nights I've had since I moved here. I regret saying that it should've never happened. Fūck, I hate myself for saying that." One of his hands reached up to grip his curls, trying not to lose his shit as the other was steady on the wheel.

"Harry, I can't just forgive you like that. You hurt me. You opened me so fast and closed me up just like that. These wounds...they take time to heal." I tried to reason with him.

From what I'd gathered about Harry, he never thought before he spoke. He was most expressive through his actions and his feelings always got the best of him.

"I know, but I'm so so sorry." He looked down for a split second before his eyes focused back on the road. "And I know that-that you might not forgive me so easily. I understand but...I don't want to lose you."

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I rang my doorbell, nervously twirling my hair in my fingers. A comforting hand rested on my shoulder.

"You're going to be fine Z, just breathe." Harry soothed.

Yeah that's right. He was going to help me face my brother. How ironic wow. But his words shocked me.

He told me that he wouldn't let me go through this alone, grabbed my hand and pulled me on my porch, ready to face a stallion.

I was thankful though, because I planned on camping out in Harry's car once more to avoid Zayn, but he was having none of that.

Also, I was still a little upset at Zayn for choosing some girl over his own sister but his vulnerable texts sort of made up for it. I mean, it feels great to be wanted and loved right?

I heard the thundering of footsteps as the door flew open. There stood my twin brother, his jet black hair a mess, dark circles underneath his brown eyes that never looked so dull. His eyes were red rimmed, indicating that he was probably crying.

As soon as he saw me standing before him all safe and alive, he launched himself at me, engulfing me in the biggest hug he could muster.

His arms held me to him for god knows how long, head buried in my hair with his constant mumblings of, 'you're okay.' He pressed countless kisses all over my face, once again pulling me into a hug.

I rubbed his back comfortingly, softly apologising in his ear. As twins, we had a much more deeper bond than normal siblings. We didn't believe in twin telepathy myths but we could always tell when the other one was in pain.

"I'm sorry." I apologised again, hugging him tight. He pulled back, his lifeless eyes coming back alive as the biggest smile came over him. 

Well, it's great to be back.

❁

Heyooo

-perfectzjm xoxo