Zarry Bully

Chapter 29

Zayn's Pov:

I almost hoped, Harry would chase after me, and kiss me in front of everyone.

Of course that didn't happen.

Dream on Zayn.

That would never happen.

Unless Harry was on drugs, or delusional.

Which I wouldn't wish for him to do.

He was already messed up enough.

I did need to talk to him though, no matter how much it pained me.

I had to be truthful Harry deserved to know.

But I would do it, later.

That was too much for one day.

I went to the park.

It relaxed me, and I took a deep breath.

Why couldn't every day just be like this?

Never complicated, just peaceful, and not stressful.

I wish.

I would get out of this drama as soon as I could.

I just know how to pick them, I guess.

One that likes me, and I ruin it.

Then I fall for a jerk, who won't admit his feelings for me.

I really can't win.

Maybe I'll just give up on love forever.

Maybe it's just not meant to be.

I start yawning, and I lay down on the bench I usually sit down on.

I instantly fall asleep, and use my jacket as a pillow.

When I wake up, it's twilight, and it's about to be dark.

I get up drowsily, and start home.

I just hoped Mom wasn't home, I didn't need to hear a lecture right now.

The house was quiet, and I crept in as quietly as I could.

Tomorrow was Saturday anyways, so I could sleep in.