My Stepbrother - Zarry

Home Alone - 10

Zayn's P.O.V

We were all seated at the kitchen island, eating some delicious pancakes Mum had made. And yes, I'm calling her that, but only because Dad had practically forced me to do so. I wasn't really fond of her, but I had to admit that she was a good cook.

I'm kind of really embarrassed of what happened yesterday with me and Harry. I mean I was scared of having feelings for any man and here I was, about to kiss my stepbrother.

I'm actually glad that he backed away, because if he hadn't, some shit would've went down. And things between us would've become really awkward.

But that doesn't mean that they weren't. Harry hasn't even looked at me since then. He tries to sit as far ways from me as he can, and he slept on the couch yesterday. I mean it wasn't my fault that I happened to hold him in my sleep.

"So... Me and Anne will be going out tonight. Just to have some private time for the two of us." Dad announced.

To be honest, I didn't really care. And unluckily it was Saturday, so everyone was home, including Harry. And I wasn't going anywhere tonight because my presence wasn't required for what the gang was going to be doing.

But atleast Doniya would be there, so it won't be that bad.

"And I'm going with my boyfriend in a while. I figured that we weren't really spending that much time together and I thought that I'll spend the day with him."

Fuck. Her too?

That's the 8888888th reason why I hated my sister's boyfriend.

"Couldn't it be some other time?" Harry spoke, clearly not wanting to stay with me.

"No, it can't. We both are way too busy during the weekdays. And anyways, Zayn will keep you company."

"Yeah. Off course."

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The day went on like that until about 7 when Mum and Dad left. Davis came to pick up Doniya a while later. That meant me and Harry were the only people in the house at the moment.

The clock struck 10 and that made me realise that we both hadn't eaten anything. I quickly ordered a pizza. I didn't know if Harry liked it, but I was aware that it was my favourite food.

The bell rang and I made my way to the door.

The delivery guy handed me the pizza and I paid him, but just as I turned around I realised something.

"Hey! Pizza guy!"

"It's Nelson, sir."

"Yeah, yeah. Not like I care. What I wanted to say is that I gave you like, 90 pence extra, and you didn't return them."

"Oh. Wasn't that my tip?"

"Tip? Why the hell would I give you a tip? Everything is already really expensive nowadays."

"Strange thing for you to say. I saw the money in your wallet."

"Dare you talk back to me? Do you know who I am?"

"No sir. I do not know who you are."

"Well..." I spoke as I made my way to Nelson. I stood stiffly, trying to look bigger. But shit, he was taller.

I swiftly slid my hand down his back pocket, because that's where everyone keeps the good stuff.

"You focus too much on trying to protect the gold, that you end up forgetting about the diamond." I confidently spoke.

"Sir! I need that back!" He squealed.

"See how the tables just turned?" I said, smirking at him as I held his wallet behind my back.

"But sir! Okay. You can take the those damned 90 pence, but I need the rest of my money."

"Oh I don't need that money. I'm just really lonely. Care to give me company?"

"No sir. I need to head back."

"Awe. That's really sad."

"Sir please. I need that money."

I chuckled.

"Here you go mate. I'm just messing with you." I smiled at him.

A glad expression washed over his face as he realised that it was just a joke.

"Oh. Thank you. You really got me. Goodbye sir."

"Goodnight." I waved and smirked at Nelson's credit card in my hand.

I took out my cell phone and dialled Liam's number.

"Hey Liam. I've got something you'd like. I'm keeping it under the doormat. Come and take it will ya?"

Liam laughed, understanding what I meant right away.

"I'm coming right away boss. Meet you there?"

"I don't think so. I'm going inside."

"That's fine with me. Night."

"Night."

I put the credit card where I said I would and went upstairs to find Harry.

After a lot of looking around, I went to the only place left. The balcony.

"Harry? Are you here?"

"No." He simply answered.

"I can see that. Come on. I've got dinner downstairs."

"I don't want to eat."

"Oh come on. You haven't eaten anything for hours. And it's pizza."

"I'm not hungry."

"Then I'll just have to force you." I grabbed his wrist and pulled him along, but he quickly broke out of my grip.

"I said I'm not hungry! Do you not hear me?!" He shouted and I seriously wanted to punch him, but I tried to keep calm.

"Okay. Atleast come with me?"

"Zayn. I don't want to eat anything or go anywhere. You can go. I'm fine."

"Is it because of yesterday?"

He didn't have an answer for that, so he stayed silent.

"Look. Harry. I'm sorry. It just happened and I didn't know what I was doing. And we're brothers. We live in the same house. No matter how much we try to go away from each other, we're both going to end up on the same page."

"I don't give a fuck. All I know is that what we were about to do there was wrong, and I won't let it happen again."

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