Harry's pov

"You won't tell about it anyone right ?" Zayn asked me looking at me with hopeful eyes.

"No. But you have to share it with me."

Zayn kept his face back in my crook of neck.I thought he might not tell me as we are not close we are not even friends. But then he started speaking softly almost in a whisper.

"I was 13 when it all started. My mom was always busy in handling the business but my dad used to stay with me. He used to teach me drawing and cooking.  We used to go on walks and long drives. I was really shy and introvert and didn't had many friends but I was happy with my dad all the time. He was always there when I needed him."

He stopped so I just rubbed my hand on his arm in a comforting way.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. "

"No I-I haven't told anyone about it . Its killing me inside I want to tell someone . So one day me and my dad were alone at house like most of the times. We were cooking when suddenly there was a knock on the door. Dad went to see who it was just seconds later he came back running back. "

"He took me to the bedroom and asked me to climb down the tree and go to our neighbours house and ask them to call police. But before I could ask anything there was a loud bang downstairs and my dad forced me to climb the tree down. I didn't knew what it was but I did as he told me. I wanted to go back in the house to check on my dad but my neighbours didn't let me. They wanted to wait for police to arrive.  After the police arrived they asked us to wait outside while they checked inside. But I followed them..."

He started crying again. I knew what was coming up. I didn't wanted him to say it out loud but he continued anyway.

"My dad he was lying in the bedroom he was shot 3 times. The police found the people who did it.  According to them it Was for some important documents which my dad wanted to protect.  Everything started falling downwards after that spent 4 months crying over him. I was left alone my friends left me. And mom was never free for me."

"I was fine with it but then when I started school people started ignoring me and the bullying me. It was just verbal at first but then they started beating me every chance they get.  I got depressed more and started smoking and drugs  to numb the pain."

"But then mom decided to marry my present father and we shifted here in brandford. Because of my tattoos and all I found josh and his group. I didn't liked what they did but well it was the only way to save myself from bullying. "

I was crying now he went through so much .He wasn't how he was showing the world . He isn't the bad boy he shows instead he is a small child who just wants to be loved.

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Today I'm soooooooo.....  happy.
Thanks for making me this happy you know who you are and I don't have to say it.

Zarry kiss in next chapter.