Afraid

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Zayn's POV

"Zayn... Son wake up," My father says as he opens my bedroom curtains, I turn my body facing the window "It's already 8:30, you're late for school."

I sigh sitting up, my dad sits next to me "Zayn, c'mon it's your last year of high school. You really have to step up your game & graduate."

I look at the feet "Yeah, I know dad, thanks for the heads up" I look at him and he gives me a friendly smile.

"I just want you to have a future son. Don't be like your old man, working 2 jobs just to support your family" a hint of sadness is heard through his voice.

I sigh, "Dad what family? Mom left us. It's just you & I. Mom was selfish, she didn't appreciate what you did for us. She wanted more," I pause to take a breath "Dad I don't need much from you. I just want a home and dad to come home too." I say patting my dad's back. He begins to cry covering his face. I have never seen my dad so broken.

"Dad, look at you. Look what she made you become. You deserve better. You're better than this. You have 2 great jobs that pay very well. We have absolutely nothing to worry about. C'mon you are going to be late for work & I... Well I am already am late."

"You're right son," he sniffles getting up walking towards the door, leaving me sitting on the bed. He turns around "Thanks son." and with that he leaves, shutting the door behind him.

I lay back down in bed and look at the clock "8:37" I say. I hear a door slam, I walk towards the window where the sun shines bright. My dad is getting in his car, he looks up at my window, he waves bye, and I do the same.

I decided to stay home since I already missed 1st period & its Friday. After watching the American Horror Story, I look at the clock and it reads '3:15pm' I lay my head back stretching my arms out "I have no life" I say. I decide to head upstairs and take a nap.
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I wake up to my phone buzzing; I got a text from my dad:

Dad
-Going out with the guys, not coming home. Invite Harry & the boys over, or go out. Have fun son. BE SAFE.

I reply

-will do, have fun dad. you deserve a night out.

Its 8:45pm so I decided to give Harry a ring, he picks up after the first ring:

"Zayn why didn't you go to school, I have so much to tell yo-" I cut him off

"Calm down Harry. So what's the plan for tonight? Any parties?" I ask putting him on speaker walking towards my closet to find something to wear for tonight. I know we are going out, I mean there is always a party in Bradford.

"Actually yeah, it's in the city though" he says. I found a black shirt with blue jeans and some vans.

"Nothing close? I don't feel like driving far."

"Mate that's not what is important, I have goo-" I cut him off again

"Harry, whatever it is can wait! Call the boys and tell them to be ready we'll find a party nearby like always." I say

"Lets just blaze it at your house; I don't feel like going anywhere. But if your dad is there, then lets blaze it at the beach." Harry says with a hint of excitement in his voice.

"I like that idea better. I will get you first, then get the rest of the boys" I pull the shirt over my head, and slip into my jeans.

"Call me when you're outside, my iMessage is being dumb" Harry says, but before I can say "okay" he hangs up.

I finish getting ready and I walk downstairs to the kitchen door. I lock it, walking towards my black Ranger Rover. I start the engine and pull out the driveway speeding towards Harry's house. I turn up the music as soon as I hear the beat to Jack White's 'Love is Blindness'. For some reason the song goes with the ride. The sky is gloomy, and the air cold against my face. This song just makes this moment so complete. I drive for another 10 minutes until I stop right in front of his house. I arrive at 9:00pm

I call him he picks up and says quickly "Be out in a few, talking to my mother" I sigh putting my phone on the dashboard.

I turn off my car leaning the seat back so I can lay down. It's silent as soon as I hear a door open, then quickly close after. I pay no attention thinking its Harry. But I hear a voice yell; I sit up looking out my window. I see a guy my age leaving the front yard walking towards his car I assume. I look behind him and I see a girl, but a beautiful girl that is crying while following him. She walks to his car, she says something that I can't seem to make out. He looks at her, she takes a step backwards, & he dashes off. I continue to watch her, she looks so hurt. She still manages to look beautiful, her hair is in a loose braid to the side, and she is wearing a gray oversized sweatshirt with black jeans and vans. She lifts her hands to her face but the sleeves of her sweatshirt are too long so she cries into her sleeves. She stands there for 5 minutes crying before looking up and glances at my car. As soon as she looks my way I panic and lay down. I lean back up & look out the window to watch her, she slowly turns away so her back is facing me. I hear a door closed. She turns around as so do I; it's Harry walking towards my door. I turn my focus back to her but she is already in the house.

"Hey Mate, I hope you didn't mind waiting even though it was only five mint-" He says while hopping in the passenger seat but I cut him off.

"Harry, who is that girl? I have never seen her before on your block." I say looking at him waiting to answer my question.

"Alex? She just moved here yesterday, with her dad, & mom. I was trying to tell you over the phone." He says while belting his seatbelt, then looking at me waiting for me to start the car.

I start my car & glance back at her house "I think she was just fighting with her boyfriend" I say while making a U-turn to get out of Harry's neighborhood.

"Naa, she told me that she doesn't have a boyfriend." He says reaching over to the radio to turn it on. I slap his hand and he flinches "What the fuck Zayn?!"

I look over at him with one hand on the wheel & the other turning off the radio. "Tell me what you know about her."

Harry looks at me confused then says "Who? Alex. She moved here yesterday. My mum asked me to see if they needed any help. So I went over & I asked they said no, then I saw Alex & she asked me to stay & show her around Bradford, so I did, & we just talked." The way Harry talks about it, he smiles I can't help but feel jealous.

"So why did she move here" I ask while driving towards the freeway to get to Liam's house.

"Her dad got a job transfer, they lived in the city." He says looking out the window.

"Is she going to Harts High school?" I say

"Ha no, but I wished she was. She didn't want to switch schools, but she has friend that lives 2 blocks away from us, & they go to the same school. So she'll catch a ride with her friend James." Harry says lowly

"James? What school does she go to?" I ask looking at Harry. The name rings a bell in my head.

"That's the best part," Harry says while smiling looking at me "Zayn, she goes to a private school." He says while rubbing his hands together to keep warm.

I think to myself, I have heard that the private school girls are the wildest. I want to know more about this Beautiful girl that goes by the name Alex.