Secrets. ✍🏻

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Harry POV

I could still hear Zayn and Liam talking in his room. They were playing video games. My dad was still sleeping even if it was two in the afternoon.

I was about to fall asleep again after I ate my breakfast since I had an awful previous night but I was woken up by Louis knocking on my bedroom window.

I was happy to see my friend.

- What are you doing here Lou?

- I was making sure you are alright.

Louis never came to my house that much because he didn't get along with my dad and Liam. My dad was insisting on the fact that my "faggot ways" were coming from him. Louis was openly gay and my father knew it way too well. Liam was sure that Louis was in love with me which was a ridiculous idea to my opinion.

- I'm fine.

- You don't look fine. Your face is bruised again.

- It's nothing. Don't worry.

- Did you eat today?

- Yeah, Zayn bought food for us.

- Zayn?

- Yeah Zayn, you know my brother's friend.

- Oh yeah, the hottie with the beautiful eyes?

I could feel a blush creeping on my cheeks as Louis said that, thinking about how nice Zayn was with me in the morning.

- Why are you all red ?

- I... he bought me cookies and he told me to call him if I needed help.

- How nice of him. Do you think he have a crush on you?

- Don't be stupid, Zayn isn't into guys, and I'm not either.

- The way you are blushing when talking about him says otherwise.

- Shut up, Louis. How about Niall? Did you talk to him?

Niall was Louis' crush for as long as I could remember. They never exchanged more than two words but Louis was obsessed about the guy for the past years. We don't know if Niall likes girls or boys but Louis still hopes he will like him back some day.

- No. he kept looking at me with his big blue eyes the other day and instead of talking like a normal human, I mumbled something incoherent and end up looking like an idiot.

- I'm sure he will see how much of a good guy you are someday Lou.

I pat his knee to reassure him. That's when the door of my bedroom opened. It was Zayn and Liam. Great timing... Liam's angry eyes were glued on my hand that was still resting on Louis' knee and Zayn looked in between Louis and I, surprised to see him there.

There was something else in his eyes that I couldn't quite define.

- What is he doing here?

Liam asked angrily.

- He was just leaving Liam. He came to talk to me about... school. That's all...

I lied, trying to save my ass.

- Out.

Was all Liam said. Louis rolled his eyes but left anyway, telling me to call him.

- I was leaving also. See you tomorrow at school, Li. Take care Harry.

Zayn said following closely behind Louis at the door.

- Liam... I'm sorry.

- I don't want to hear you pathetic excuses Harry.

He said, walking back to his bedroom angrily. I sighed knowing that I fucked up.

I stay in my bedroom for the rest of the day. I was too scared to go out of it and having to face either my dad or Liam.

It was getting dark outside when I heard the door of my bedroom open. I didn't have to look to know who it was.

I felt the bed shift beside me, making my heart beat increase to a disturbing pace. He moved the sheets away from my body leaving me in nothing but my boxers.

His hand trailed up my thigh getting closer to my private area. He didn't talk, he never did while he was touching me.

I was too scared to move as he slide his hand in my underwear. My mind was frozen, I couldn't even breath. He stroked me a couple of times before I heard his trouser fall on the floor as he took place beside me, his naked muscular body against mine.

He kissed harshly my neck as tears start falling down on my cheeks.

He shushed me, removing the wet piece of hair on my face. Like it mattered to him that I was crying.

He took my hand and put it on his dick, making it move against my will.

I hated each minute of it.

I could feel his breath getting faster on my neck. He grunt like an animal as he came on my and his hand.

- Shhh... You know I'm doing this because I love you Harry. Nobody will ever love you more than I do baby. That's why I'm doing this. It's for us. You know that you like it. Look at how hard you are.

- If you loved me you wouldn't do that.

I cried even if I knew he wouldn't listen to me. He never did for the past two years. I hated that I couldn't stop my body from reacting to his touch.

- Remember, if you talk about this to anyone they will take you away. You will be left alone. Nobody will believe you. They will know that you beg for it.

He stood up from my bed, and put his thumb wet with cum on my lips.

- Look at you, those pink lips. Next time, i'll have those around my dick instead..... Goodnight baby.

I fell asleep crying, hoping my brother could be back to the guy he was before all this.

Zayn POV

Liam and I were walking down the corridor at school when I spotted him. He was sitting on the floor beside Louis, the same boy he was with, the day before in his room. I knew he was Harry's bestfriend. I saw them multiple times together in the past years but I never really noticed how handsome that boy was before yesterday. Suddenly, I didn't like the idea of him too close to Harry. What if he was the one who left hickeys on his neck?

Harry was too young, too innocent for this.

I noticed Liam's fist where also clenching. Making me suspect that he knew something I didn't.

- So, this Louis guy. Is he with your brother or something?

- No. Absolutely not.

- Are you sure they look ... close.

- They aren't, Zayn. They are friends!

He almost shout in my face, getting Harry's attention on us. His face immediately feel when he saw us. His eyes moved to the floor as he stubbornly played with the hem of his shirt.

Liam was very protective over his brother, it was almost like an obsession to keep the boy safe. It was limit creepy.

- I could... keep an eye on them if you want.

I offered without thinking. I knew my motivations weren't to help Liam but to keep an eye on Harry. He was so beautiful today with his blue shirt and his hair freshly washed.

Ok. That was a little gay.

My interest toward him grew fast in the past days and I couldn't stop thinking about him. I knew it was stupid and weird to develop a crush on my bestfriend's bother, but I couldn't help myself.

He was so damn perfect.

- That could be a good idea actually. I trust you to tell me everything that you see between the both of them... or anyone else for that matter.

- Alright, deal.

I agreed before getting in our classroom, my mind still on Harry. At least I had a logical reason to spend time with the boy now.