The whole car ride was filled with silence. Harry focusing on the road and Zayn looking out his window watching as the mountain side passes by. Zayn had a lot on his mind. The man who beat Harry claiming that he was Harry's father to all the calls and texts he has recieved to the kiss from last night. The kiss. Something zayns never expierenced ever. He has kissed girls before but just a little peck on the lips or cheek nothing more. Harry has had a lot of expierence and that kiss was filled with the upmost passion and lust then ever.
Harry stole a couple glances here and there at Zayn who was lost in his own thoughts. Breaking the silence Zayn finally spoke. "Is that why your running away?" Harry was a bit confused at what Zayn was refurring to but then it dawned on him he was talking about his father. "erm..yeah. "Harry said. "does he do this often?" "do wh-" "You know exactly what I'm talking about styles. Answer the question. "Zayn said with anger in his voice. "I'd rather not talk abou-" "God dammit Harry!you need to tell me this shit!i told you my story so now tell me yours. " Zayn said.
Taking in a shaky breathe Harry finally had enough courage to tell someone who he actually was. "well..my mum walked out on me and my father when I was only 6. He would blame me for her leaving us when in all honesty I don't really know why she left I never got to know my actual mum. He would constantly drink and go out to bars and drink some more. When I was 8,it was the first time he hit me. He wasn't sorry either. He said it felt good to get his steam out. When I was 12-"Harry paused taking in a deep breathe. "he raped me. He swore that if I ever told anyone what he did he would kill me. From then on he has been more and more abusive. I never told anyone this. " Zayn was now crying. Tears falling hard down his cheeks. "I'm so sorry. "Zayn said not very audible but loud enough for Harry to hear. "I don't need your pity party Malik. "
A few hours had passed since Zayn and Harry had their 'moment' and Zayn changed the way he saw Harry. He just wanted to hold Harry in his arms and never let him go. He would have never thought Harry was abused. But it explains the bruises and black eyes he came to school with. As Zayn stared out the window he noticed an abandoned beach a few miles ahead.
"Harry let's go to that beach. "Zayn said pointed to the said object. "now?"Harry said. "Pleaseeeeeeeeee harreh. "Zayn tried putting on a pouty face and spoke in a 5 year old voice. Harry just stared at Zayn for a second before nodding his head in agreement. Zayn throwing his hands up in victory."freak. " Harry chuckled to himself.
