Here's To Us! (A Zarry/Larry Story)
Used For Pleasure?
Harry's P.O.V
The weeks went by rapidly, and before I knew it me and Zayn had been dating for just over a month and a half. And still not a single soul knew. It was weird, this is the longest relationship I have had in a long time. Actually ever. It was time to go back to collage and to be honest I was actually dreading it for once. I had changed a lot since I had been with Zayn, for example I got a tattoo on the side of my chest. It's a bird cage. I had it on my chest so no-one would see it. Also Zayn had got me into drinking, it was an amazing experience. Only once did I go round his, and when I did I got high on the fumes of his drugs that was in the air. Zayn found it cute and funny at the same time. I don't understand why.
We load the car quickly and start to drive to collage. It takes about an hour as Zayn got lost along the way. Each mistake he made, made him more pissed off. So when we arrive I jump out as soon as I can, he was totally pissed and when he's like this he could hurt someone. I know from experience with him.
"Harry!" I hear a quiet Irish voice yell across the car park. I see niall in the distance and wave at him smiling. He runs up to me.
"how was your break?" he asks politely,
"it was alright. Went out a few night. Nothing special really" I reply grabbing my bags from the boot.
"Here let me help" he smile taking a bag. I smile back thankfully and watch Zayn as I walk away.
Fair enough he didn't want anyone to know about us it doesn't bother me. He had a plan, it was clever really. He suggested he'd 'act' as if he was still dating Perrie. But that wasn't the way it worked out...
Its about 6pm and most of us are down in the Cafè having dinner and socialising as usual. But my eye wouldn't come off Zayn, flirting and messing around with Perrie. She bends over and whispers into his ear before taking his hand and walking off.
"I'm going back... I don't feel good" I sigh standing up. I walk slowly to my dorm. As I unlock my door I hear moans from the room next door. I thinks nothing of it until I remember Perries room was next to me. My eyes widen and I break down in tears. I can't believe Zayn would do that. Niall was right I was being used. Was I that stupid to actually fall for him, I changed for him. He was supposed to love me, not his ex. I feel a swarm of rage flow through my body, I stand up and flip out. Throwing thing around screaming out in anger.
Eventually I loose all my energy, and pass out on my back crying softly repeating the words Perrie would scream out ever now and then. 'Fuck Zayn'. I close my eyes tears still streaming and drift off.
After an hour or two Niall and Eleanor come back.
"What the hell happened here!?" Niall asks in shock. I sit up quickly,
"I'm so sorry Niall! I-I lost it..." I stutter picking things. He lays a hand on my shoulder.
"Mate?... What's going on. You've never acted like this before?" Niall asks concerned. I quickly think of a reason
"there's this girl..." I mumble dreading the lie I'm about to tell.
Zayn's P.O.V
Perrie gets off me and throws her clothes on. I sit up disgusted at myself for what I did. What if Harry found out, it hurt him so much. I heard a few bangs from next door whilst we were doing it, but I thought nothing of it.
"I wonder who that noisy neighbour is" I chuckle to Perrie. She rolls her eyes and grunts.
"it's only that dick. What's his name? Niall"
I freeze as she says his name. That was Harry's room mate, what if he saw me go in here and Harry asked about the noise. I start to shake, feeling physically sick with myself. I jump up and get changed,
"I'll catch you around Pez." I mumble walking out quickly, putting my jacket on. I run outside to the field and sit down, before texting Harry.
'come meet me at the field!' I swallow hard in anticipation for his reply that never came. I eventually fell asleep on the field hoping Harry would come.
I wake up suddenly early in the morning and look around me confused. Harry hadn't come. I look at my watch I was 20 minutes late for my P.E lesson. I get up and run to my room, grab my jogging bottoms and sprint to the changing rooms. I get changed quickly and join the rest.
"sorry I'm late sir." I puff out of breath. I look around for Harry.
"And why are you so late Mr Malik?" he questions slightly annoyed.
"I-I urr, was expecting someone. Where's Harry?" I ask looking around more.
"what Styles? he's ill today." the coach mumbles. Before I could even think twice about what I was doing I was running toward the changing rooms.
"MALIK WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" the coach yells at me.
"I HAVE TO GO!" I yell back opening the door quickly.
"DETENTION MALIK! YOU CAN'T JUS-" he yells as I run out of ear shot. I dart to Harry's room and frantically knock on the door.
"doors open" Harry croaks in a worn and quiet voice. I swing the door open to see Harry tucked up in bet.
"Harry?!" I say concerned.
"Get lost Zayn" he mumbles quietly.
"Harry I'm sorry!" I apologise. He sits up quickly.
"Sorry? You fucking sorry" he growls
"fair enough you flirt with her and kiss her, BUT YOU BLOODY FUCK HER ZAYN! SORRY ISN'T CUT IT ZAYN. NOTHING WILL" he screams tears streaming down his face.
"Harry I didn't mean to!" I cry
"YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO?! OH WELL THAT MAKES IT OKAY THE DOESN'T IT" He screams getting to his feet
"I CHANGED FOR YOU! AND YOU REPAY ME LIKE THIS. STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME." he grabs me by the neck and throws me out, rather powerfully. I sit against the wall regretting my whole life.
The weeks went by rapidly, and before I knew it me and Zayn had been dating for just over a month and a half. And still not a single soul knew. It was weird, this is the longest relationship I have had in a long time. Actually ever. It was time to go back to collage and to be honest I was actually dreading it for once. I had changed a lot since I had been with Zayn, for example I got a tattoo on the side of my chest. It's a bird cage. I had it on my chest so no-one would see it. Also Zayn had got me into drinking, it was an amazing experience. Only once did I go round his, and when I did I got high on the fumes of his drugs that was in the air. Zayn found it cute and funny at the same time. I don't understand why.
We load the car quickly and start to drive to collage. It takes about an hour as Zayn got lost along the way. Each mistake he made, made him more pissed off. So when we arrive I jump out as soon as I can, he was totally pissed and when he's like this he could hurt someone. I know from experience with him.
"Harry!" I hear a quiet Irish voice yell across the car park. I see niall in the distance and wave at him smiling. He runs up to me.
"how was your break?" he asks politely,
"it was alright. Went out a few night. Nothing special really" I reply grabbing my bags from the boot.
"Here let me help" he smile taking a bag. I smile back thankfully and watch Zayn as I walk away.
Fair enough he didn't want anyone to know about us it doesn't bother me. He had a plan, it was clever really. He suggested he'd 'act' as if he was still dating Perrie. But that wasn't the way it worked out...
Its about 6pm and most of us are down in the Cafè having dinner and socialising as usual. But my eye wouldn't come off Zayn, flirting and messing around with Perrie. She bends over and whispers into his ear before taking his hand and walking off.
"I'm going back... I don't feel good" I sigh standing up. I walk slowly to my dorm. As I unlock my door I hear moans from the room next door. I thinks nothing of it until I remember Perries room was next to me. My eyes widen and I break down in tears. I can't believe Zayn would do that. Niall was right I was being used. Was I that stupid to actually fall for him, I changed for him. He was supposed to love me, not his ex. I feel a swarm of rage flow through my body, I stand up and flip out. Throwing thing around screaming out in anger.
Eventually I loose all my energy, and pass out on my back crying softly repeating the words Perrie would scream out ever now and then. 'Fuck Zayn'. I close my eyes tears still streaming and drift off.
After an hour or two Niall and Eleanor come back.
"What the hell happened here!?" Niall asks in shock. I sit up quickly,
"I'm so sorry Niall! I-I lost it..." I stutter picking things. He lays a hand on my shoulder.
"Mate?... What's going on. You've never acted like this before?" Niall asks concerned. I quickly think of a reason
"there's this girl..." I mumble dreading the lie I'm about to tell.
Zayn's P.O.V
Perrie gets off me and throws her clothes on. I sit up disgusted at myself for what I did. What if Harry found out, it hurt him so much. I heard a few bangs from next door whilst we were doing it, but I thought nothing of it.
"I wonder who that noisy neighbour is" I chuckle to Perrie. She rolls her eyes and grunts.
"it's only that dick. What's his name? Niall"
I freeze as she says his name. That was Harry's room mate, what if he saw me go in here and Harry asked about the noise. I start to shake, feeling physically sick with myself. I jump up and get changed,
"I'll catch you around Pez." I mumble walking out quickly, putting my jacket on. I run outside to the field and sit down, before texting Harry.
'come meet me at the field!' I swallow hard in anticipation for his reply that never came. I eventually fell asleep on the field hoping Harry would come.
I wake up suddenly early in the morning and look around me confused. Harry hadn't come. I look at my watch I was 20 minutes late for my P.E lesson. I get up and run to my room, grab my jogging bottoms and sprint to the changing rooms. I get changed quickly and join the rest.
"sorry I'm late sir." I puff out of breath. I look around for Harry.
"And why are you so late Mr Malik?" he questions slightly annoyed.
"I-I urr, was expecting someone. Where's Harry?" I ask looking around more.
"what Styles? he's ill today." the coach mumbles. Before I could even think twice about what I was doing I was running toward the changing rooms.
"MALIK WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" the coach yells at me.
"I HAVE TO GO!" I yell back opening the door quickly.
"DETENTION MALIK! YOU CAN'T JUS-" he yells as I run out of ear shot. I dart to Harry's room and frantically knock on the door.
"doors open" Harry croaks in a worn and quiet voice. I swing the door open to see Harry tucked up in bet.
"Harry?!" I say concerned.
"Get lost Zayn" he mumbles quietly.
"Harry I'm sorry!" I apologise. He sits up quickly.
"Sorry? You fucking sorry" he growls
"fair enough you flirt with her and kiss her, BUT YOU BLOODY FUCK HER ZAYN! SORRY ISN'T CUT IT ZAYN. NOTHING WILL" he screams tears streaming down his face.
"Harry I didn't mean to!" I cry
"YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO?! OH WELL THAT MAKES IT OKAY THE DOESN'T IT" He screams getting to his feet
"I CHANGED FOR YOU! AND YOU REPAY ME LIKE THIS. STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME." he grabs me by the neck and throws me out, rather powerfully. I sit against the wall regretting my whole life.
11/24/13