Petite | Zarry

Chapter 1.

"Bye Niall," Zayn said patting his shoulder. "Be careful, ya know it's dark and scary out there." His best friend said grinning while he opened the door for him. "Of course," the raven-haired boy said stepping outside the house.

Zayn picked up his bike and sat on it. He turned around one last time and waved his friend goodbye. Then he drove off into the darkness. The only light came from his self-made bicycle lamp, which was actually a flashlight, and a few flickering lanterns.

The sixteen years old boy had to go through a small forest, well actually it was just a park with some trees in it but for him, it was a forest. He reached the park and begun to shiver. It was almost completely dark inside it cause there were only a few lamps. He hoped he would meet Kylie, a young lady who would sometimes go for a walk with her dog Gigi.

When he was deep inside the so-called forest he heard a hissing noise, after looking down he realized it came from his bicycle tire. "Oh no," Zayn whimpered. He had to get off his bike and walk home! His body trembled. Did he just hear a noise from behind him? He let go of his bike and ran away. He didn't dare to turn around, he was too scared of what could be behind him. He heard footsteps coming closer and closer.

Suddenly somebody took his arm and cause him to fall. Zayn hit the ground hard. When he turned around he saw a man around forty years or older. The man had a disgusting grin on his face. "W-what do you want from me?" Zayn asked in a shaky voice. "I just want to have a bit fun with you..." His voice was disgusting, Zayn felt like he could puke.

The man roughly opened Zayn's jacket. "Stop!" the boy cried out and tried to push the man away. The disgusting man just laughed and threw his jacket away. Zayn began to cry. The man opened his belt. "Come on kid, you want it too," he said while grabbing Zayn's hair and pulling him up. Zayn let out a high pitched scream. "Help! Please help me!" Zayns voice broke at the end, he was so exhausted. "Please God...anybody..." he let out a quick prayer.

About a few meters away a tall man with curly hair went for a walk to free his crowded mind. When suddenly a high-pitched scream was heard. He turned to look for the person. "Help! Please help me!" he heard a boy scream. He ran in the direction where he assumed the boy to be.

He came to another road and saw a frightening scene. A boy laid on the ground and an old man stood above him, grabbing his hair while his other hand played with his open belt.

"Stop!" he spoke in a confident voice. The young boy looked at him and, oh God...he looked so disturbed and terrified.

Without hesitation he jumped at the man who hurt the boy and tackled him down. "Don't you ever touch a child again and I swear to god I'll gonna beat the shit out of you!" and to show the man what will happen if he does he hit him in the face, then grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. "Got that?!" he spoke through gritted teeth. The disgusting man nodded and seems to be very frightened.

The curly haired man stood up and looked down at the other man. "Now fuck off!" he said kicking his side. The older man retreated quickly. The way the man ran away he kinda reminded him of a filthy rat.

The tall man in front of Zayn slowly turned his gaze at him. "Hey...are you okay?" he asked and kneeled down in front of him. "Hm" A weak noise left his throat and he eyed the man dubiously, what if he wants to hurt him too?

"Don't worry little one I won't hurt you," he said smiling down at the small boy. Zayn's eyes lit up, the man had dimples! "Beautiful," Zayn thought. "I'm Harry, what is your name?" He asked him tenderly. "Z-zayn" the boy mumbled. Mr. Harry overawed him, he was huge and impressive and looked so kind in a handsome way.

"Come with me, I can't let you walk alone after what happened," Harry said holding out his hand to Zayn. Zayn hesitated. "My car is not far from here, I'll take you home," Harry said pleasantly smiling.

So this is the first chapter. I hope you like it? If you do, please leave a vote.
I won't always write authors notes just when I have something for you to know. Cause I know how distracting it can be to always have a text at the end of a chapter. xx Alice :)