Harry's POV
All day I have dealt with people treating me like dirt. I mean they do everyday but today was really bad.
When I got home from school I threw my bag into my room and then went out into the woods near my house.
After about an hour of walking I decide to sit down by a tree. Suddenly, I see something run in my direction. I move to the side and it hits the tree. The person falls on their ass and groans in pain.
"Are you ok?" I ask.
"I was into I ran into this fucking tree." The mysterious boy replies. The boy looks up at me and he looks familiar, but I can't figure out who he is.
"What's your name?" I ask curiously.
"Zayn." He says shortly.
"Zayn! Zayn Malik!"
"Yes, how do you know who I am?"
"I am Harry Styles. We were in the same class until you disappeared." I replied, "What have you been doing in the woods for almost a decade?"
"Some shit happened, " He claimed.
"You can tell me, if you want. I won't judge you." I tell him.
"If I were to tell you, you would run off. Nobody would want to be friends with someone like me." He states and then runs off before I can say anything.
I decide not to chase him, and just go home.
~~the next day after school~~
After school, I go back into the woods. This time I don't stop to sit down. I just aimlessly walk, hoping to find Zayn.
After walking ruffly two miles, I see a little house. this sounds like some fairy tale. but I go inside anyway. I accidentally shut the door too loud, I hope nobody is home. Just my luck, I hear someone walking down the hall.
Zayn walks in the room, looking extremely tired. His eyes are red like he hasn't slept all night, his hair is disheveled, and looks like he has been through hell and back.
"Ugh," He groans, "What the hell are you doing in my house?"
I try to answer, but I just end up stuttering.
"Well, it is obvious you aren't going to do anything, you might as well make yourself comfortable. I'll be back in an hour." He says walking into his room. he then comes back out and leaves the house.
I guess I will see him in an hour.
While I wait for him to get back, I decide to go through his house. I notice he doesn't have anything to eat.
\What does he eat?
I hear a scream in the distance, but if something is happening that person, I'm not going to leave.
Zayn's POV
On the walk back to my house, I start thinking about Harry. He was the boy that I liked before I was kidnapped and turned into this monster.
--flashback--
"You will never go back into public, you understand?" He said harshly.
When I didn't answer he slapped me. when he noticed that I refused to answer he threw me into the basement and didn't feed me for a week.
After a week with no food, I would eat whatever I was given.
That was a mistake.
I didn't know it at the time but he was feeding me people. I never noticed, I thought it was just really bad food.
--end of the half flashback~~
I shake m head to clear my thoughts and walk back inside.
"Zayn, what happened to you?"
