A/N: sorry for the slow updates just had to deal with some coursework and stuff like that and it took me aaaaaaageeees to write the second chapter it was 3 pages! Maybe more than that! 

Zayn's POV:

"What the hell Zayn! You told me you were straight!" My supposedly best friend Liam yelled.

"Hey, you swore you wouldn't yell..." I said, disappointed because he was supposed to be my best friend and support me.

"Yeah well you kinda lied to me Zayn, and what was all that when you were beating Harry up? Was that all for show then?" He says and asks in such a rude tone.

"No, it's hard to explain Liam!" I say, hoping he would understand.

"Oh, so you won't tell your best friend anything? What was that pact for then?" He spits.

"Please Liam, I told you almost everything! I just need your help." I say, his eyes lighten up but he quickly lowers his gaze.

"With what?" He simply asks shuffling his feet.

"With you helping me to harass Harry?" I say, it came out as a question.

"What do you want me to do?" He asks in the same tone.
I squeeze his shoulder with a hard firm and lean on the wall next to him.

"I want you to keep blondie out of the way, stall him until I can keep my Haz to myself. Can you do it?" I ask in a challenging tone.

"Of course I can! Payno strikes again!" He exclaims. Awwww he named himself payno, my loyal best buddy.

"Alright Payno! Calm yourself!" I laugh my Arse off. He blushes as red as a ripe tomato.

"Shut up! At least I'm helping you!" He defends, crossing his arms and pouting like a 2 year old now.

"So you know what to do now right?!" I ask him trying to see if this plan would work.

"Of course! You can trust your loyal friend right?" He asks.

"Of course Payno!" I smile and laugh joyusly that was until...

Harry's POV:

I see Zayn and his annoying friend, I don't really care about Zayn that much anymore because I have my leprechaun with me. I keep him close as soon as Liam gets up and reaches him... Why???

"Yo Nialler come here for a sec!" He exclaims and practically grabs his arm. Niall didn't know what to do. This really ticked me off, I am sick and tired of people bullying other people.

"Hey! Get your filthy hands off of my boy!" I yell. I try to get Niall but Liam practically stood in front of him, not letting me through. "I'm gonna kill you!" I jump on top of Liam and punch his face with my fists, just then, I felt a pair of large arms engulfing my waist to get me off of that stupid idiot! "Let go of me!" I yell. The guy lets go of me and that guy is Zayn... URGH! Could this get any worse!?

I found myself jinxing myself. He practically picks me up in the 'wrestler' type of way, over his shoulder. I try to wriggle out of his grip, but since he is so bodybuilt, I sadly couldn't do anything but look up at a smirking Liam with MY NIALL! The last thing I viewed was Liam harrassing Niall, he was flirting? Urgh! I seriously wanted to get out of this idiot's grip but we're moving, IN THE GENTS ROOM!

"WHAT THE FUCK ZAYN!!!!" I yell at him, wanting to punch his face. He shut me up by shoving his tongue down my throat urgh! I started to gag because I did NOT like that feeling at all!

I tried to get away from the hot freak but he pushed me back, firmly, and showed his sexy smirk.

"Not so fast, babe!" He exclaims. "I know you want me and I know you love me, you don't have to admit it because I can see it from your eyes and I love you too babe!" He exclaims and stares into my eyes, I check if he's lying but no sign of lying. He really loves me? Naaah he's messing with me.

"If I am lying, would I do this?!" He says, I don't know what he was gonna do...

He grabbed my arm, I wince a little because it's the arm I cut but it's okay. Thank God he didn't notice!
We be in the lunch hall/presentation hall, where everybody is eating and he puts me up on the stage?
What is he doing?!

He gets a microphone and says "alright, listen up everybody! I, Zayn Malik am in love with Harry Styles! I would do anything to make him mine! You guys may have thought I was straight, I even fooled myself, thinking I was straight. The whole fact is that I had a crush on Harry ever since he spoke to me which was 2 years ago about some sort of assignment. Harry Edward Styles, will you be my boyfriend?" He made such a beautiful speech, tears were about to well up in my eyes. He asked me to be his boyfriend! He kneels down on one knee as if this is a bloody proposal.

"Say YES HARRY!!!!!!!!" The audience yell.
"He was brave enough to come up Harry!" One of the peer groups yelled. That really got me thinking, in front of everyone, he asked ME. Zayn still looks up at me, this time the tears spill out of my eyes. I found myself saying a very squeaky "Yes!" He smiles at me and gets up and hugs me tightly. He plants a small kiss on my lips. Some of the audience jeer as they were still eating but most of them 'awwwed'.

This was like a dream come true! I never thought it would be like this. His face seemed as shocked as I was, I wonder why.

Zayn's POV:
Wtf did I just do!? I wanted to Harass him for fucks sake but I don't know it just involuntary came in to my head, at least he's all mine!

"You're mine now!" I growl like a cat not letting his owner touch his food.
He starts to shiver hehe at least I got that effect on him!
I just miss mum like a lot. I don't know, he helps me forget sometimes.

I wrap my arm around his waist being really over protective. I just can't help it, I don't wanna lose him to be honest. I am in love with him.
I know it's too quick but I just couldn't help it when Harry was with Niall. (Narry). 

Zarry suits more I could feel it I always had these dirty thoughts about me and Harry. No, not thoughts, dreams. My favourite one was when Harry pulled my hair a lot when we were making out, our groans and moans together. Biting each other's lower lips and then I woke up... Damn! With a big boner I must say...
But now that Harry is officially mine, we could do those things.

It is now time for us to part our ways but I didn't wanna let him go to lesson... Yet...

I shove him against the lockers. "You're not leaving me now, are you Styles? It's just I don't wanna let you go babe!" I say with puppy dog eyes.

"Zayn, let me go please, I wanna take things slow!" He explains and exclaims for that matter. His eyes full of fear, he pleads me. I gave in and let go of him, I guess I can wait a little longer, patience is a virtue!

"Don't make me wait too long Hazza!" I growl for the last time. He starts laughing. He finds my sexual frustration funny!
"Stop laughing!" I snap, laughing myself because his laugh is too contagious. We laugh for 15 minutes 'straight'. Oh the irony! 

"We're too late for class, do you maybe want to bunk off?" I say holding his hand.

"What choice do I have?!" He exclaims and laughs. "We can but we shouldn't go out, as there are a lot of teachers out there AND CAMERAS!" He whisper-yelled.

"Are you suggesting we should hide in the toilets Harry?!" I exclaim laughing my head off.

"Of course! I don't want my mum to abuse me again!" He says looking as if he immediately regretted saying that. His mood suddenly gone low.

"Harry? You do know I am always here for you?" I ask and explain holding his hand.

"It's not that easy to tell you EVERYTHING Zayn!" He exclaims and tears start to fall, I wipe his cheek.

"It's okay, I understand, I really do... Let's just go to a quieter place, to the toilets..." I say, hugging him and hushing him, he now hiccups.
We hug for about 5 minutes then go to the toilets. Until we saw Niall and Liam making out in the sink area! We just stood there awkwardly. Harry squeezed my hand. I clear my throat. As soon as Niall saw Harry, he quickly lowered his gaze. "I'm really sorry Harry! I am truly..." I interrupt. "Harry doesn't need this right now! He has ME now! And Liam, you were supposed to distract him, not fall in love with him!" I snap and spit, holding Harry close to me.

"WHAT!!!???? You blaming me? Fuck you Zayn!! You wanted me to distract him so I did, and so what if I love him!" He yells. Niall gets closer to him.

"Well I am HAPPY FOR YOU LIAM!" I yell louder. "Come on Harry, let's get out of here!" I say dragging Harry. Liam gets in my way with Niall...

"No, we'll get out of your sight! Don't expect me to call you or talk to you at all! I always expected you to be my brother but now I am not so sure!" He spits and before I could say anything, he is out of the jet black double doors. With Niall...

Harry starts to sob even more, I pull him into a bear hug not  wanting to let him go, EVER!

"Shhhh, it's okay my hazzy bear." I say soothingly, he stops. "Hazzy bear?!" He asks and starts to laugh.  SUCCESS! I made my bear laugh.

"I made my bear laugh!" I exclaim and kiss his sweet lips.

Anne's POV:

Here I am in a stupid bar with stupid drinks, I need a guy...

I see an Asian looking guy, he looks Pakistani, he is on his own drinking away. I reach up to him.

"Easy tiger!" I exclaim. He just gives a look.

"Hey, had a rough day?" I ask, now sitting next to him. Nudging his right arm with my elbow.

"You could say that." He mumbles.
Feeling sorry for the guy I stupidly asked, "wanna talk about it?" He looked at me saying "naaaah I'm good thanks." In the same tone as before.

"Are you sure?" I ask looking directly in his eyes. "Yeah." He simply replies, I see a glint in his eye. "Liar!" I said jokingly. He does a half hearted laugh.

Next thing I know is that we're both in the alleyway making out and I must say he's really good with his tongue it's a shame he's been drinking too much because the smell just ruins the mood. I stop. I shouldn't really be doing this...

Meh, I need a man anyway, because I have sooooooooo much money and I live in a freaking mansion, I need a proper family. I wish I didn't have a gay son, how and what on earth influenced him?!

I am soooo glad I accidentally killed my husband, not a good thing, I know, but it was an accident!!!!

I miss him though, well this fellow might make me forget about him...

"What's your name?" I ask, realising I didn't know his name.

"I'm Yasser, Yasser Malik." He extends his hand out for me to shake, I did.

"Call me Anne!" I smile, he returns the smile.

"So Anne..." He simply says

"So Yasser..." I say back, mocking him haha

"Want  a drink?" He says and hiccups and then falls due to losing his balance...

"Damn! How many drinks did you have?" I ask, really shocked.

"Maybe about 7?" He has lost track of how much he drank. Brilliant! (note the sarcasm)

"Well, lets go to your place and not let you drink anymore..." I simply say holding out my hand for him to get up. He smirks and takes my hand, I lift him up.

"Wow! My place already?!" He says, with the same smirk plastered on his face. I roll my eyes...

"Where do you live?" I ask, so I could take proper care of him, he probably doesn't know what he is doing, due to the drinks.

"Just a couple of doors across..." He slurs.

We reach in a building full of apartments, he fumbles with the keys at first, then we're in. I put Yasser on the couch, "Don't move from here!" I sternly say. I then search for paracetemol to help with the headache he might have in future, when he might wake up, he will wake up with a huuuuuge hangover.

"Where on earth do you put the medicines?" I say, appalled by his organisation skills

"Errr, in the medicine cabinet?" He says, as if it's obvious where I could find it!

"Right! Where is the medicine cabinet then?" I ask.

"In the bathroom." He  simply says.

After a long trip to the bathroom, I had to open 3 doors and they all lead to rooms, bedrooms. He had beautiful daughters, at least that's what I saw in the pictures. Then finally, the bathroom...

I open the medicine cabinet and see two boxes of paracetemol one box was opened so I thought I should go with that. There were four tablets in the packet, which was good enough, Yasser could take 2 now and 2 when he's pretty hungover, make him feel better. I then saw him on the couch, laying down and groaning. I quickly reach to him, get a glass of water and give the packet to him.

He kindly takes the tablets and gulped them down...