S.A.D || zarry au

twenty two

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        Liam and I were seated on the swings in the community park we used to always play at when we were younger. It was really quiet today. No kids or people for that matter in site. Probably because of the cold weather. "I don't understand what I did," I spoke softly moving my legs back and forth slow enough just to make the swing rock a bit.

        "You didn't do anything, they're just douche bags," Liam stated.

        I shook my head, "There has to be a reason. They never used to bully me until......now. I don't get it."

        "Haz, stop letting it bug you. It's over."

        "From Niall's outburst earlier I don't think that it's over."

        He sighed, "Niall's just upset and you can't blame him for it."

        I froze, "A-are you defending him." I looked up at Liam who was shaking his head frantically.

        "Not in the way you're thinking. In all truth, Niall has no right to harass you or Zayn, but think about it for a minute. Louis is Niall's brother. No matter who's at fault he's going to stick up for him. I mean, if I was in Niall's shoes I would be doing the same thing."

        "I'm not giving him any fucking sympathy," I spat standing up.

        "Harry wait-"

        I held my hand up, "No. Save it." And I left. I was not about to sit there and listen to Liam defend those people! Those monsters! I stormed into my house and Mum looked at me curiously.

        "Are you okay?" She asked as I headed straight for the stairs.

        "Yeah," I snapped harshly, "I'm fine."

        "Harry Edward you will not speak to me that way!"

        I stopped and turned around, "I'm sorry, Mum." I was much more gentle this time. "I'm just having a rough day."

        "Want to talk about it?" She asked.

        I shook my head, "Not at the moment."

        "Okay, well, supper will be done in thirty minutes."

        "I'm not hungry." At that exact moment, my stomach growled.

        "Rrright, I call for you when it's finished."

        I sighed walking up to my room where I kicked off my shoes and flopped onto the bed. Then my phone decided to ring. I picked it up cursing, "For fucks sake what do you want." After the words spilled out of my mouth I was praying that my Grandma wasn't on the other end.

        "Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed," Zayn laughed.

        "Oh gosh, I'm sorry I'm just having a bad day-"

        He cut me off, "It's fine. I understand. What's got you troubled? It wasn't Louis or Niall was it?"

        "No, it was Liam. He defended Niall and I got pissed off."

        "Woah, wait, he defended Niall. About what? The little rumble we had yesterday?"

        "U-u-uh yeah. T-that."

        "Harry Styles you're not lying to me, are you?"

        "W-what no! Of c-course not."

        "Harry..." he warned.

        "Okay, fine, Niall approached me after school and started spitting shit about how Louis didn't do anything wrong and it was really nothing.."        

        "Did he touch you?" Zayn growled.

        "No! No, he didn't. Don't worry about that."

        "Okay..."

        It was quiet when I spoke up, "Do you wanted to come over? It's Saturday and Mum's making dinner right now. Or, are you going to be going to that party at Josh's? I totally understand if-."

        "Baby, breathe in between your sentences. I'll be over in about ten."

        "O-okay," I said.

        "Bye," he chuckled hanging up the phone. I took a deep breath right before the panic started setting in. My room was a mess! What the hell was I thinking?

        For the next eight minutes I rushed around my room trying my best to make it look presentable. I was hiding the last piece of clothing I'd fount on the floor when I heard the door bell ring. I ran downstairs beating Mum to the door.

        "Who's that?" She asked looking at me curiously.

        "I invited Zayn over," I winced afraid she was going to scold me for not asking her first.

        "Okay, bring him in supper is almost finished," she stated walking back into the kitchen.

        I took a few seconds to calm myself down then opened the door. Zayn was standing there in all his sexy glory with a bag over his shoulder. "Hey, baby," he smiled pecking me on the lips.

        I giggled with a blush, "Hi. What's with the bag?"

        "I hope you don't mind an extra house guest for the night?" He winked.

        "Uh, no that's fine."

        Mum came back into the room, "Hello, darling! Come on in and make yourself at home. Hope you're hungry."

        Zayn nodded at her with a heart stopping smile. I spoke, "Well, I guess I'll take him to my room."

        "Then come back down here and set the table," Mom added.

        I nodded walking up the stairs with Zayn right behind me. When we walked into the room he through his bag on the floor randomly and grabbed my hips smashing our lips together. His tongue pushed it's way inside my mouth massaging it with my own. I let out a weird sound mixed with a groan and a squeak. Zayn pulled back laughing lightly while pressing our foreheads together. "You're adorable."

        I blushed and he pecked my lips before we went down stairs and ate dinner. It was nice, really.The conversations flew smoothly and Zayn managed to charm the shit out of Mum.

        After we went upstairs and watched at movie. I was cuddled against Zayn's side eyes trained on the screen while he was on his phone. When I felt his body tense I looked up at him. "Something wrong?"

        "Um, sorta. I really don't want to show this to you Harry."        

        "What is it?"

        He sighed turning his phone so I could see. My whole world collapsed when I saw.

        It was two boys kissing at what I assumed was Josh Devine's party.

        No, not just two boys.

        My best friend who's always been there for me and the sick prick who thinks bullying is okay kissing.

        Holy shit.

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Shit just hit the fan.

Tori xx