Harry's pov

"No you are not pathetic. I trust you and I'm proud of you that you stopped self harming "

Zayn said and I mentally calmed down.Thank god zayn believed in my lie.

"But..." Zayn stopped. What but ?

"But what ? " i asked.

"Just tell me the truth Harreh" I froze. He knew I was lying. But I quickly collected myself.

"What truth ? What I said was the truth . " I argued back.

"It was but not completely something is missing in the story.  I know you are not that weak babeh ."

The way he said baby made my heart flutter but I can't tell him about my past. Only my family and Louis knows about it. I cannot tell zayn . What if he hates me after saying the truth ? What if he wouldn't like to touch me after he knew that how much my body has been used ? What if..

"Hey ? Earth to harreh . Tell me ."

"T-there is ...N-N-nothing worth knowing zayn ." Damn I stuttered.

I stuttered . He didn't liked it when I used stutter. Thinking about him made my eyes water.

"You don't have to tell me now. I trust you. I can wait till you are ready ." Zayn said Squeezing my hand which he was holding in his .

"Mark "I barely whispered.

"What? " zayn asked.

"Mark. He was my mom's boyfriend.  After my dad moved out my mom started dating him . He was good at first but ..."I couldn't continue as I remembered that night.

"You don't to tell me ." Zayn said but I shook my head in no. I have to tell him.

"But..one night my mom was not going to come home and Gemma was having a sleepover at that night me and Mark were alone . I was in my bedroom when I he suddenly barged in my room stumbling and then he.."  I started crying remembering that night. How helpless I felt at that time.

"He warned me not to tell anything about this to my mom or else he will kill her. I started staying away from everybody after that.  Even when my friends use to touch me it would feel like he was doing it. He used to behave normallyin front on mom but whenever mom was not home he used to ..." I was full on sobbing now.