Lovely » Zedward [Discontinued]

Chapter 20

Happy holidays! Hope you guys have a merry Larry Christmas! Here's another chapter. I really need to edit this book, but I'm just so lazy all of the time. But anyway, on with the chapter! ❤️

- A

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"Zayn! Zayn wait! " Harry ran through the large crowd, trying to find the boy with shielded eyes. He kept pushing past students that were in his way of finding him, almost in every attempt, tripping. "Shit.. "

Suddenly his wrist was being tugged at, and the next thing he knew, he was facing Zayn, who had an emotionless look on his face.

"What? What could you possibly want, Harry? " Zayn said, annoyed.

"Are you in any way, friends with Edward? " he received a dry laugh from the lad with honey eyes.

"If you consider him and I having stupid arguements here in the hallway, then I'd say were pretty close.. " the sarcasm was evident in his voice, but Harry didn't want his attitude to affect his search for his brother. He had asked so many people around the building, if they were even close to his twin, but every time he did, the only answer he got from every single one, were always a 'no'.

He had hoped that maybe Zayn was, but there was this rumour going around, of Edward and him despising one another. Which was completely ridiculous in Harry's opinion.

"Just - please? I just want.. I want to find my brother.." Zayn's hard stare on the brunette softened when he began to plead. He sounded just like Edward, and to his dismay, he could feel his heart breaking at the way Harry spoke. "I haven't seen him in so long, and I - I miss him.. I just want to know more about him.. " Zayn sworn he could see the tears forming in Harry's eyes.

"Well.. he is known to be the bad boy here, but other than that, he is actually not, he's quite the opposite really. It's not my place to tell you this but.. I guess you deserve to know.. "

Zayn knew Edward might get upset with him, not that he's not right now, but Harry was his brother. Who he figured, has not seen him in a long time. Although they looked identical and similar, they had their differences. Harry didn't have any tattoos, and he wore bright colors as well, and Edward had practically inked his skin with the art he calls tattoos, covering almost every inch of his pale and slim body, and Edward seemed to love black. He was the complete opposite of Harry.

"He's.. how do I put this? He isn't doing well, Harry. Nobody knows, well, except for me.. he just needs someone there for him. I don't think you want to hear this, but.. " Zayn sighs inwardly, trying to search for the right words to say.

"He's sad. Miserable. Many people couldn't see that, but I did. Everyone's intimidated by him, but not me. I never was. People stayed away from him. There was this other night where I was walking home from my friend's house, and I could here loud cries from somewhere. I just didn't think it would've been him.. it was almost in the middle of the night, and he was there in some alley, alone in the dark. He was sobbing and crying, and I.. " he took a deep breath, before continuing.

"He looked so fragile. And at that moment I knew everyone was wrong. He wasn't what they all described him to be. He was so vulnerable. And I couldn't leave him there, so I took him to mine. If you heard any rumours about him, they're not true. Because the truth is, is that he's afraid. People shouldn't be scared of him, but they never got to see what I saw.. he's the one who's scared. No one should fear him..."

"Your brother needs someone, Harry. " By now, Harry was full on sobbing, because he knew he missed a lot of things in Edward's life. He was so thankful that Zayn was there for Edward when he needed someone to be there the most. He felt so bad, hearing those words coming from Zayn. He wished he could've came here sooner.

Zayn pulled Harry into a tight embrace, and Harry immediately hugged him back. Yes, Zayn had feelings for Edward, but Harry just needed this. He thought of Harry as his own best friend, even if they just had met in a short time. After hearing everything Zayn said, he just needed to let out the way he felt about everything.

"It's okay.. "

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Edward sighed, kicking the snow with his feet. He has been walking around the park for way too long, but he didn't care. He just needed to think, and this place was perfect. There was no noise, and Edward was quite happy about that. The kiss replayed inside his head, and he couldn't get his mind off of those hazel eyes.

His curls were covered with snow, along with his clothed body, that was now covered in white. There were clear signs of no one entering any soon, so he enjoyed the peaceful sound of the wind.

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"I so called it. I mean, it was pretty obvious, Zayn. We've known you since we were in preschool, and it's really not impossible for us to not get any ideas. " Liam mentioned, grinning.

"Especially when you guys were practically undressing eachother with your eyes.. " Niall tried to put in.

"Niall! " Zayn groaned, making his friends laugh loudly at his embarassed state. "I should've never told you guys.. "

"We already knew before you did, idiot. "

"Oh fuck off, Nigel. "

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"So.. have you thought about... Our deal? " Louis raised an eyebrow at the curly headed lad questioningly.

"Well.. uh... " Harry stammered looking down at the ground, the pavement covered with snow. He still hasn't thought about what Louis had said. It was really hard to decide whether he should agree or not. He didn't want his heart broken, but the idea of being with this blue eyed beauty was so tempting.

"I - I still haven't - "

"I'll give you more time. I'll give you until next month. " It was currently Wednesday, the second week of December, so Harry had plenty of time to give in, get played and possibly fall in love with Louis or he could just turn down the offer and just avoid the pain and drama. Boring life indeed.

All he could think of was how it might not be so bad. But he was afraid that he might mess up the only thing they had if he agreed, because he didn't have any experience. Never had his first time nor even his first kiss. At the age of thirteen, he discovered that he didn't like girls, and learned that he loved the idea of being with a boy.

"Well, thanks.. but I just... "

"You what? " They both stood there, blushing, caused by the cold weather, but Harry's a shade darker since Louis' presence made his insides flip. "I don't have that much... Experience.. "

"Not even... A first kiss? " Harry's face became impossibly even more flushed, turning into a deep shade of crimson. "N - no.. " To say that he was embarassed, was an understatement.

"Well then, I'd be glad to show you what it feels like, young Harold... " Next thing he knew, he was being pushed against the wall, the position he was in being all too familiar, and their lips were only a few inches away from touching. Louis smirks in amusement when he sees Harry shuddering underneath him. He was short, yet this taller lad was a mess beneath him, his light touches and kisses made Harry want to release sinful and incoherent moans.

Harry whimpered quietly when Louis had started to place kisses into his neck, occasionally nibbling and biting, causing him to let out groans. "Shh.. don't want anyone to hear you like this, huh? Do you, baby? " He could only shake his head.

"Can't wait to get a taste of your pretty pink lips.. "

To Be Continued ...

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