We Have A Problem{Z.S}✔

Chapter 9

Who do you ship?  I ship Larry, Ziam Zerrie & Lashton

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Harry sobbing didn't stop once he told his mother who the father is of his child as he continues to kept crying once Michael and Liam left once Anne knows the truth.

Harry did not  stop crying cause he knows the baby might be endanger, just the though of his baby gone made him wrap his arms around his stomach protecting his unborn child.

The door bell had rang making Harry slightly confused why would someone be at his home at 10:30 in the afternoon usually people are asleep or buying alcohol for a party.

Harry got up from his bed and looked out the window to see a white Honda parked outside his home as the door bell continued to ring.

"Harry?" his mum shouted making him jump a bit since he has no clue who's here in his home at this time.

"Yes mum?" he shouted back licking his lips nervously has he continue too look outside at the Honda.

"Come downstairs for dinner, we also have guests." she said making Harry nod to himself realizing his mum can not see him.

"Okay!" He shouted getting one last look as he tried to figure out who's Honda it could be.

Harry quickly went downstairs and sees some coats and a leather jacket that looks familiar to him hanging on the rack as he slowly walked into the dinning room hearing chatting and his mum laughter fill the room making Harry wonder who did she invite to dinner? 

Slowly and quiet he enter the dinning room and fear sinks into him quickly as his heart rate begins to beat fast has if he ran a thousand miles his palms were sweating tears began to form in his eyes.

His mum notice the room got quite and turns to see her son standing there.

"Harry meet Mr.and Mrs. Malik and there son Zayn." she said making Harry look at Zayn who held anger in his eyes.

"I know who they are mum, why are they here?"Harry asked stuttering a bit as he sat down on the couch.

"We are here to discuss a deal," Zayn father spoke up making Anne confused a bit. "We will pay you to keep you mouth shut all about this and maybe a bit more to get rid of the evidence."

"This is not about money Mr.Malik, due respect I called you to let you know that your son needs to take responsibility for his actions." Anne said standing up to him.

"Mrs. Styles," Mrs Malik began.

"Anne, dear please call me Anne."

"Well Anne, due with all respect our family likes to hold up to our name and we do not need this drunk accident to get out into the news." Clearly Anne is pissed off.

"I am not getting rid of this child no matter hom much money in the world you give me, it will never happen." Harry stood up as he turn his feet and run out of his house away from the family and him.

Harry began to run wherever his feet carry him as he ignore the shouts of his mother pleading him to stop.

why would she bring him? he thought why of all people why him?

He choke for air that his lungs needed making him stop and hunch over trying to catch his breath as he puked a bit from all the running as his body is not fully aware of his unknown adrenaline in him.

Harry looks up making his green eyes scan the unfamiliar area he is in. He looked back where he came from to see nothing familiar that could help him lead the way to go home. Harry grew more terrified has the sun disappeared in the horizon making little whimpers fall from his mouth as  he turned his feet from where he came from and began to walk home if he can.

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Back as Anne's home Zayn is in shock the way Harry ran from his own house and never seen someone in his life so scared and angry.

is he that scared of me? he thought.

Anne came back with tears in her eyes making Zayn feel a bit guilty but ignored it since it is his fathers and mothers fault for that.

"He's gone, he ran away and I don't think he's coming back." Anne sob making Zayn mum come up to her to comfort her.

"It's going to be alright Anne,I'm sure he'll be back tomorrow." Tricia said guilt falling out her tone as she regretted her words but sadly Harry didn't come back the next day or thr day after that.

Anne was crying all night thinking it was her fault for letting the boy who knocked up her son in the house as Zayn and his mum stayed over night too see if he would come back but he did not as Zayn guilt grew stronger every second eating him up alive.

Zayn paced around Harry's room seeing how neat and clean it is and lets out a annoyed groan and marched angrily down the stairs and grabbed his mums keys and drove around to look for the curly pregnant boy.

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Harry body is shivering all of two night his bare feet sting has the cold winds passed him roughly as he sat by a park bench praying Liam or his mum or really anyone who will come and look for him but for two days nobody did not even police officers drove by.

Harry believes he took a wrong turn or missed a bus stop that could help him but the part of London he is in it is not considered the safety place to be at night.

Gangs roam the streets trading drugs as dog fights are held illegally under a basement or even attic of a home as prostitutes ask for money for anything you want to do to at least meets end.

The bench is making Harrys back hurt as it was the only thing keeping him from not tiring himself out as the last of the sun hit the pale boys face heating him up a bit making him relax but soon that light disappear he felt alone and cold again.

His body trembled as his eyes grew weak from tiredness as soon his body felt relaxed and shut down his heart skipped a beat when a Bradford voice rang threw his ears making his head turn slightly as he is blinded by bright lights.

"Harry."

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