Lovely » Zedward [Discontinued]

Chapter 35

Warning: mention of sexual assault.

I don't even know why I wrote this. You can skip if you want to. I am so sorry.

-A

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"P - please! I'm begging you!" Another blow was taken by the boy, blood gushing out of the side of his head. "Shut up!" His clothes were discarded, and only his shirt was left on him, shaking with fear. He couldn't stop the tears from escaping his pained, green eyes. Edward thought it wouldn't happen again, but he was surely wrong. The idea of being in a cozy small home was so tempting, and inside his head, that was all he could wish for. Children were supposed to be kept in homes where they'd feel safe and protected..

But in this case, Edward was suffering another nightmare, similar to his previous one. He could feel and tell that he was too numb to move an inch as the man thrusted into him, causing Edward to let out a strangled cry.

"Ah! O - ow!" The man just made his grip around his frail body tighten, disgusting moans leaving his parted lips. The smell of alcohol was strong, and to Edward's dismay, it was as if he had shut down, because he just laid there, letting this man, this drunk and horrifying man, use him for his needs.

After what it seemed like hours, he left without a trace. Edward sat there, sobbing until the next day had came..

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"Do you know his name?" Zayn asked.

"N - no.."

"Can you remember what he looked like?"

"B - bits and p - pieces.." the brunette responded, stare glued onto his lap.

"Angel.. you need to tell me." Zayn said pulling Edward close to him. The curly haired lad put his head on Zayn's shoulder, sighing soundly.

"I just.. don't want to be a bother.. it happened years ago anyway.." Zayn's fingers slid under Edward's chin, lifting his face up to look him in the eyes.

"You'll never be a bother. You know you can trust me, right? And it still matters. It's hurting you, and I hate seeing you like this.." Zayn leaned in, kissing him on the lips, hands travelling around Edward's waist.

"I'll tell you eventually... Just not now, okay?" They pulled away, silence overtaking their conversation.

"Zayn.."

"Yes, love?"

"W - why do you like me?" Zayn smiled at his question, playing with his curls. "Well.. the first thing I noticed about you... We're your beautiful, captivating eyes in a shade of emerald green... Then, your soft, pink, kissable lips that I wanted to taste.. your locks that I wanted to run my fingers through... Your smile.. your smile just lights up the room and you don't even acknowledge that.. and your laugh, sends a warm feeling to my heart every time I hear it.. everything about you.. just makes me fall harder everyday.. and it hurts when you think so lowly of yourself.. when you bring yourself down. That's when my heart breaks. Though you say you're weak, but to me, you're the strongest person I've ever known. Because you had to go through a lot of pain, and you're still standing. You act so tough, but in reality, you're just trying to cover up the fact that you're scared.." by now, Edward's tears were endless.

"But you don't need to be.."

"Because I'm here.. and I always will be.."

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"I just want to work things out with him.. but it was clear that he didn't want to, hell, he didn't even know who I was.." Harry was seated near Louis, who was looking at him wth sad eyes. "You know, love.. I know it's been too long.. and that you miss him. But it'll be alright, baby. Zayn told me that he's had a rough past, and it's somewhat holding him back from talking to you. Don't worry to much." Harry smiled softly at Louis' words, pulling the blue eyed boy into a loving hug. "Thanks for everything, Lou.."

"No need to thank me, love..."

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"What happened, Zee?" Louis scheduled a meet up for him and Zayn, urge to ask him questions were too high. He's worried about his best friend, and Harry. He wanted answers.

"It's complicated, Louis."

"I know it is. Just tell me. It's obviously affecting both of them a lot. They're siblings for fucks sake." Louis deadpanned, groaning at the back of his throat.

"Edward's... Not who he seems to be. Everyone says that he's just a playboy, who uses other people to get what he wants. But that wasn't what I saw. This one time, I was walking home from your house, and it was almost midnight. I didn't even expect to hear loud crying from a random alley. And my curiosity got the best of me, and before I knew it, I was walking there. I kept asking who was there, but then the crying stopped. Except this time, I saw him. He was shaking and.. he looked.. so... scared. I don't know why he was there but all I know is that he needed help. He was left to fend for himself on his own. His didn't have any parents or any relatives. And so, I took him to my house.. Lou, he's not as bad as he seems to be to others. He's afraid of a lot of things. He said that he didn't let anyone close to him because he knew they'd only use him. I only told Harry to stay away cause Edward wasn't in the right state of mind." Zayn hated the way Edward's sobs still echoed in his mind. Those strangled cries were embedded into Zayn's head, memories playing over and over like a tape of rewind.

"You know.. everyone thinks of him as if he's dangerous.. but he's not. He just hid a lot of things. Edward just thought it would keep them away.. and Harry's my friend. And I know that I hurt him, but it's what's best for the both of them.. for now, at least." Louis listened to Zayn's words intensely, playing with his small fingers.

"You've got a point, Zee. You've got a point.."

Zayn loved Edward. As much as he feared to say it, he does. The boy was his everything, and he'd do anything just to make him happy. No matter how much it would take.

Although weeks have passed by since he and Edward have been together, he didn't want to scare him away. The thought of his boyfriend, reminded him of his mother. The first time Zayn had brought Edward home, she suspected that he was Zayn's lover immediately, which left them both confused. Trisha was ecstatic and they saw how she beamed with pride and joy.

'Good thing I didn't deny her assumption then..'

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This chapter, is by far the most shittiest ones I've ever written. I've been too lazy lately, and I apologize. It's summer and I can't really help it. It's in my nature. But other than that, this book is almost ending, though I doubt it. Because I take a long time to publish a chapter. And that sentence is somewhat not true. Though sorry for this long ass note.

All the love,
Iryl

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