My Stepbrother - Zarry

Apologies - 06

Zayn's P.O.V

Done. I looked at the canvas. After staying up the whole night, I had finally made a perfect sketch of my mother. It's not that I was going to show this to anyone. I just did this for myself. It helped me to let it flow. Whatever was going on in my mind, I could express all of it here, and have no one judge me for it.

That's the reason I always keep this room locked. People have asked me what it is for a few times, but I just wave it off.

This was my art room. It was only for me and for my thoughts. I had never shown this to anyone, and wasn't going to do so anytime soon. The four walls were completely covered in all I had drawn since I was eleven. It helped me to discover more about myself. About who I really was.

The only paintings of women you would see here were of my mother and sister. The rest of them were all of some imaginary male figures of mine. I liked my idealistic world, where I could be whoever I wanted, and be accepted for that. Yes... I'm attracted to men, and I'm the only one who knows that.

As much as I want to tell someone about this, I couldn't. I want to... I really do, but I'm afraid. Afraid of what people will think. If the world would really be the same for me, and if the world would be the same to me.

I've slept around with a load of girls, but that was only to keep up with the "straight" community. My mates, Louis and Liam would hate me for the rest of their lives if they found out about me.

We once found two men making out in an alley while we were surveying our territory, and they beat them up to death just because there wasn't space for such people in their world. When I didn't take part in the beating, they started questioning my sexuality, but thankfully I was able to deal with that successfully.

"Zayn? Is that you in there?" Harry spoke out of nowhere. I was so lost in my thoughts that I almost fell of my stool when I heard his voice.

"Yeah. I'm coming."

I turned off the light before opening the door so he wouldn't see what was in there. And sunlight couldn't come in here anyway because the room had no windows. That's one of the main reasons as to why I chose this room. It helped me to cut off from the rest of the world.

"What do you want?"

"What would I want from you? I just saw the the light was on from under the door, so I checked to see if this house wasn't haunted." He said chuckling to his own joke.

"Ha ha. You're extremely funny."

"Oh come on. That was a little funny"

"Nope. It wasn't."

"Ugh. People like you are the reason there's boredom on earth." He said as he walked back to the vanity.

"I'm not boring. I can be very jolly."

"Oh really? Why don't you try then?"

"Are you challenging me?"

"Yup. And I bet you can't do it."

"And who are you to say that?" I questioned while walking towards him.

He noticed that I was now standing next to him and stopped putting on his deodorant to look at me.

"Here to punch me again?"

I sighed.

"Look. Harry. I'm sorry. I just can't stand any kind of insult towards my mother."

"And what about all that you've said to my mother?"

"I'll try my best to not do that again."

"It's weird seeing you like this."

"Like what?"

"Like you actually have a heart."

My mouth dropped wide open.

"Now see here mister. I'm not a goddamn zombie, and I'm trying to make things better between us and here you are, ruining it all!" I said while making gestures with my hand 'cause if I wanted to, I could be one sassy bitch.

"After wrecking my jaw like that, you fucking deserve it." He replied casually.

"Do you know how much courage it takes for Zayn Javvad Malik to apologise?! People like you should shove a banana up their asses!"

"Um... a banana?"

"Or was it a cactus? Oh yeah. People like you should shove a cactus up their asses!"

Instead of being offended, he started laughing.

"What century are you living in?" He asked me between chuckles.

"The 15th century. Duh. Idiot." I said as I left the room.

And mission accomplished. Does he really think I would actually make an effort and apologise? Nah. I just did it so he wouldn't head straight to dad and tell him all about what happened and get me into trouble and waste my time and lead to me having an hour-long lecture. So you see... I saved myself from a lot.