Under Control

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Zayn pressed his ear against the door and heard foot steps coming towards the bathroom.

Shit, shit, SHIT! He probably heard me!

Zayn panicked and got back in the shower, closing the curtain and covering his mouths. He heard the door opening and no other noise. It was silent. Zayn took his hands off of his mouth and put his hand on the curtain and then he felt someone else's hand over lap his and yanked him out of the shower. "The fuck are you doing?" Harry asked with a little aggressiveness in his voice. "I...I um..." "did you see me?" He asked calmly. "N-no..." "Don't fucking lie to me, did you see me?" Zayn looked down and began to play with his fingers. Harry grabbed Zayn by his throat and pushed him up against the shower wall.

"Did. You. See. Me?"

Zayn wrapped his hands on Harry's arms and tears began to fall down his face. "Y-yes! And I'm so-so sor-ry!" He began to cry and Harry got a tighter grip. Harry threw Zayn out of the shower and yanked the towel off of him, getting on top of him. "You look cute trembling in fear." Harry traced the tip of his finger on Zayn's jawline to his lips. "Look at those plumped lips...I want to fuck your mouth so hard until you can't take it no more." Zayn put his hands on his chest, trying to push him away.

"Please...I'm sorry..." Zayn whispered, closing his eyes shut.

Harry leaned closer to him and kissed his ear lobe, getting off of him and out of the bathroom. Zayn hugged himself once again with tears streaming down his face.

-

Zayn walked downstairs wearing a baggy blue shirt and he was in his boxers, seeing Harry in the kitchen with plates full of food in his hands. "Oh look, you finally decided to come downstairs." Harry rolled his eyes and put the plates on the small table. "Come eat.." Zayn looked down and held on to himself and mumbled "I'm not hungry." "What did you say?" "I'm not hungry..." "I made you fucking dinner and you don't want to eat?!" Zayn didn't say anything and looked away. Harry grabbed the plate and threw it at Zayn's head.

"I MADE FUCKING FOOD FOR YOU AND YOU DECIDED TO NOT EAT?!"

"I-I...."

"I TRIED TO FEED YOU AND YOUR SUDDENLY NOT HUNGRY!"

"I'm sorry..."

"STOP FUCKING APOLOGIZING! IT GETS YOU NO WHERE!"

Zayn tears up and run back upstairs into Harry's room.

*

Zayn walked to his 5th period class for the day and sat in his seat, looking down at his class.

"Good afternoon class, I'm you're new teacher, Mr. Payne."
(Inspired by CrazyPessimistic's story "Stop me if you can." You guys should read it)

Zayn looked up and stared at the new teacher. "As you can see Mr.Perry is no longer here, he was fired." Mr. Payne explain. A student raised up their hand and Mr. Payne pointed at them. "Um, do you know the reason why he was fired?" "He had a sexual affair with a freshman." The classes eyes widened and looked down. "Anyways," he leaned on his desk and opened a small book that he was gripping on. "Turn to page 569." Zayn blocked out everything and stared at Mr.Payne, watching his lips moves and his eyes following the words on the book.

(This is what Liam looks like in the story)

His wavy curls and his beautiful brown eyes...

"Zayn."

Zayn shook his head and blinked a few times. "Y-yes sir?" "Do you not have your book with you?" "I..I um..." "it's fine if you don't have it, you can have mine." He walked up to his desk and gave him the book. "We are on the 3rd paragraph, third like, 28th word." "Ok..." Mr. Payne went back to his desk, grabbed another book and continued where they left off. Zayn felt...

Protected

A smiled was brought onto his face and listened to The teacher.

-

"That's the end of class, I hope you guys have a great day, especially you Zayn." Mr. Payne smiled making Zayn's cheeks rose red.

-

Another day sitting on the bleachers eating. "ZAYN!" Zayn looked up and saw Harry walking up to him full speed and jumping on each bleacher. "W-what?" "You say that you weren't hungry last night and now you're eating?!" "...yes..." "y-...Why's your cheeks red?" 

Zayn covered his cheeks and looked away. "...was it Mr.Payne...?" Zayn turned and his eyes widened. "H-how did you..." "I saw you through the door window." Zayn took his hands off of his face and furrowed his eyebrows he took a deep breath and exhaled. "Why are you watching me? It's bad enough that I'm now living with you..." Harry wrapped his hands around his neck and smack his food off his lap. "Don't ever speak to me like that! I own you and you're just a useless person!" Zayn teared up and the blush faded away. "I-I!"

"MR. STYLES!"

Harry and Zayn turned to see the principal, the counselor, and the new teacher Mr.Payne with a shocked look on their faces. "I...I can explain!" Harry let's go of Zayn's neck and raised them up. "You can explain all of that, in my office!" The principal yelled, crossing her arms. "Now get down here AND SEE ME AT MY OFFICE!" Harry jumped off of the bleachers and followed the counselor and the principal while Mr. Payne got on the bleachers meeting with Zayn. "Are you okay?" He nods and looks down, Mr. Payne cups his face and lifted up his head. "If there's something wrong you can always talk to me about it." Zayn smiled and Mr.Payne smiles back.

God you make my heart throb...I think I'm in love with you...