Zayn walks into his first period class feeling fluster by the way Niall makes him feel. Those blue orbs makes Zayn feel like everything going to be alright. Zayn felt a part of him that he can't deny that, he may have small feelings for the blonde hair boy, but Harry and Niall level of friendship seems  much more stable. Zayn is shyly jealous of how they look at each other and act towards each other.

Zayn wants to be that person that makes Niall happy. Zayn feels he can't live up to his insecurities of opening up to people. He feel as if his mind is behind everyone else's. Not understanding the words of hickey, or how to dissect peoples feelings, when they try to take advantage of him. Zayn feels utterly ashamed when people say, he's dumb for not understanding the basic of life, as in sex. It's basically mainstream to the people, but Zayn been shelter from the world, by his evil step mother and didn't taught him the wrongs and rights of understanding how the real world is.

Zayn's inncocents is craved by people, he's one of those one in a million gold mines that horny filthy people want to get their hands on, to corrupt him to seek pleasure outta of him. Zayn's been thru a lot and he hopes everything gets better and not worst. His only concern is Louis, who is being far to inappropriate for his liking. He wants Louis stop his foolishness and leaves him alone for good.

Zayn sits with Leroy in the back of the classroom, a student stretches out his leg to make Zayn trip, but Zayn steps on his foot by totally accident.

"Ow!." The kid groaned, glaring at Zayn.

"Sorry, maybe you should keep your feet inside your desk." Zayn says lightly, then sitting down next to Leroy.

"What was that all about?" Leroy questioned, adjusting his headband.

"I was just walking and I accidentally step on his foot. I think he was trying to trip, but I didn't see it coming."

"Serves him right for trying to do that to you, you should wear a stiletto heels to stab his foot with it, then he will know better not to mess with you. I can bring one and stab his foot, if you want me to."

Zayn rapidly shook his head, "No, it's alright, I don't think he is going to try to trip me again. I don't want his foot to be injured."

"Ok, so are you and Niall are cool again?" Leroy questioned.

"Yeah, he apologize to me. I couldn't stay too mad at him, he hurt me, but I can tell he was really sorry." Zayn says, thinking about the warm hug Niall have him before class.

"That's wonderful, I just need to knock some sense into Harry, he's been a real prick lately." Leroy grumbles.

"Leroy and Zayn, you've both been talking far too much in class." Mr. Spencer spoke loudly.

The door swings open revealing Xiaver walking into the classroom.

"You finally showed up to class, Xiaver." Mr Spencer piped.

Xiaver cocked his head towards the teacher, "Nothing better to do, then come to this pathtic piece crap school." Xiaver spat.

"Watch your language Xiaver. Leroy come sit in the front and Xiaver sit with Zayn in the back."

Leroy grumbled getting up causing the desk and chair to squeak loudly and stomped his way up to the front slamming himself on the seat.

"Leroy a word with you outside!" Mr. Spencer snap.

"My anaconda don't, My anaconda don't, My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun." Leroy sang and the classroom boomed with laughter.

"Outside the classroom now!" Mr. Spencer barked. Leroy huffed and exit the classroom with Mr. Spencer following him. Xiaver walked towards the back of the classroom where Zayn was sitting at and sat next to him.

"Hey." Xiaver says to Zayn.

"Hi," Zayn whispers back, biting the sleeve of his sweater.

"Would you stop eating your sweater, you look like a starving dog" Xiaver spat.

Zayn took out the sleeve from his mouth and whisper a "sorry." Bowing his head down.

Xiaver wasn't expecting Zayn to be a teenager who acts like a innocent child, Xiaver can't believe Harry couldn't handle Zayn. Xiaver thought Zayn would be some sort of player trying to steal Niall from Harry. Now Xiaver can easily toy with Zayn's mind however he pleases.

"Zayn right? I deeply apology, I could've said that in a more gently way." Xiaver says calmly. Xiaver plan is to be nice and sweet to let Zayn trust him and then corrupt him.

"Your right, I shouldn't been eating my sweater, I act like a dog sometimes. Don't I look like one?" Zayn questioned, his eyes watering. Zayn's starts to feel like he's spiraling out of control. Whatever he does is wrong and gets judge for. He might as well start agreeing with the negative comments about him.

"No, you don't look like a dog, I didn't mean to make you feel low about yourself. You look like an angel." Xiaver grins.

"Really?" Zayn questioned blushing.

Xiaver nods, messing with the cigarette behind his ear. "Of course you do." Xiaver says winking at Zayn. Xiaver examine Zayn up and down and find the he is an attractive little twink.

The school bell shrill in excitement and students began packing and leaving the classroom.

"What's your name again?" Zayn questioned, packing his notebook inside his bookbag.

"The names Xiaver."

"I will see you around then, Xiaver." Zayn says smiling and waving at him.

Xiaver silently wave plotting his next move on Zayn.

****

Lunch quickly came about and students started to fill in cafeteria. Zayn sat at the usual table with Leroy.

"Did you get in trouble with Mr. Spencer?" Zayn questioned, pealing a banana and taking a small bite.

"Yes, I have detection after school. He was being overdramatic, I was just singing song and he went all King Kong on me." Leroy huffed.

"It's going to be ok, it's only one day. I also kinda made a new friend today." Zayn says brightly.

"Oh that's nice, what's their name?"

"Xiaver."

Leroy almost choked on the piece of gum he was chewing on.

"He can't be friends with Xiaver, he's bad news."

"But he's was nice to him in class today. At least first he was mean, but then he was being really nice and caring."

"Zayn it's all an act, just be careful, I don't want you getting hurt over this guy." Liam says seriously. He knows Zayn won't listen to him and won't stay away from him. Zayn's mind is to naive to know who to trust and not to trust.

"Don't worry Leroy. Xiaver is cool guy." Zayn says confidently.

"Alright, but I warned you, so try to be mindful and aware of what he does around you." Liam said sternly, and Zayn nodded.

****

Zayn got out of his last class feel exhausted and tired. What he really wanted was to shower and sleep. He walked to his locker and put some books away, he felt a tap on his shoulder making him turn around.

"Oh, hey Xiaver." Zayn chirps, closing his locker.

"Hey, I wanted to know, if you wanna to hang at my house today."

Zayn thought about for a moment, then spotted Harry and Niall at their lockers.

"Give me a minute." Zayn says quickly and rushing towards Harry and Niall, but as he got close. Zayn overheard laughing between Harry and Niall. Zayn didn't want to interrupt their conversation. He envied Harry and Niall being so close, so he walked back to Xiaver.

"Yeah, I have time hang out with you."

Xiaver gave a devilish smile, "That's great." He says, snaking his arm around Zayn's neck.

We walked outside of the school to his car. He open the pass her seat and Zayn got in. He shuts the door and gets in the driver seat and begins to drive to his place.

"I'm going to call my mom and tell I'm going to be home late." Zayn says taking out his phone and scrolling thru his contacts. Xiaver simply nodded.

"Hello?"

"Hey mom, I'm going to be home a little late today, I made a new friend today and I'm going to hang out over his house."

"Be careful sweetie, text me if your coming in later on tonight. Have fun." Trisha says brightly.

"Ok, I will. Bye mom." Zayn says, then press end on the call and puts the phone back into his pocket.

Xiaver slowly stops the car and turns off the engine and gets out the car. Zayn gets out the car as well. Zayn follows Xiaver into his trailer park home.

Xiaver walked up the small steps and open the door for Zayn. Zayn walks inside examining the trashy trailer home, he doesn't seem faze by it, because Zayn remembers with Aurora, her house was pretty messy. Zayn always wanted to make it nicer, but Aurora refuses and let it become even messier as days go by.

Xiaver let go of the door making it slam back, causing Zayn to jump a little.

"Why the hell are you making so much god damn noise." A bitter women snap,coming out of her room.

"Chill, I let the door slam. You can go back to your room." Xiaver says taking a seat on the couch.

"Why is this person in my trailer? I don't want people in my home." She spat.

"Would you just relax. He's cool and why don't you stay in your room mom."

She cackled, "You got jokes now? I'm just having you around cuz the government supplies me with checks, once they stop, you can leave my house and I'm not your mother." She growled and went back to her room slamming the door.

"Bitch." Xiaver muttered. He didn't like when his foster mother acted liked this way when he brought people over. He hates the way she treats him like some money scheme. The only reason she took him in was for the money. He try so hard to make her like him, but nothing worked. He hated her guts and try leaving, but couldn't, because he doesn't have a place to go.

"Do you need help cleaning?" Zayn questioned, taking a walk around the small living room area.

"What the hell is the point of the cleaning, if it's going to get messy again."

Zayn shrug, "It was just a suggestion." He mumbles and  took a seat next to Xiaver.

"I don't need your pity alright!? You don't understand what I go thru in my life." Xiaver growled.

"I understand what your going thru, I've been in a foster home before."

Xiaver double blinked, "You have?" He questioned confused. Xiaver never thought in a million years that someone as clean cut and innocent as Zayn could be in one. Xiaver thought he was living the good life.

Xiaver envy people with having a stable home and having a family who cared about each other, he became anger and evil inside his heart. He acts out and doesn't care about anyone but himself.

Zayn nodded and rested against Xiaver chest. "Yup, my foster name was Aurora she was really mean to me a lot. I would sometimes try to help clean around the house, but she would scowl me. Sometimes she would hit me for no reason. I remember, I didn't took out the trash cuz I was drawing and forgot. Then she took to me the bathroom and burn me with hot water, lucky it didn't burn my skin a lot. It mostly heal as the days gone by. It's like you blame yourself and it just sucks to be treated like that." Zayn says, playing with the string on Xaiver ripped up jeans.

"You still don't live with that bitch, do you?" Xiaver said clenching his teeth. Xiaver can be a prick and bad at times, but he doesn't believe in cruel people treating teenagers with such abuse.

"No, their was this nice lady office named Amy, she took me away from Aurora and found a new home with a extremely nice women name Trisha, who I enjoy calling her mom more than Aurora. She makes me breakfast and tucks me into bed. I know how that sounds, me being seventeen and being kiss and getting tucked in is too old for me, but I never had that when I was little. It's a nice  being treated with love instead of hate." Zayn says sniffling, wiping the tears from his face. Xiaver wasn't good with comforting people, but he starting to develop a soft spot for Zayn, so he place his hand on Zayn's back and scooter him closer to his chest.

Xiaver gazed at the boy who resting on his chest, he never shows emotions towards anyone, it was buried like a graveyard hidden away until someone dug it up. Zayn manage to make Xiaver feel emotional towards his backstory of not having a foster mother who loves them back, he can relate to Zayn. Being unloved makes you feel awful.

"Did your step mother didn't like you either?" Zayn questioned glancing up at Xiaver.

Xiaver sigh and nodded. "Yeah the foster mother I'm living with now is a prick, but I can deal with her remarks. I been to about seven different foster homes, some were actually good and most were very dramatizing for me. In my last home, I was sexual abuse by my foster brother. I didn't tell anyone cuz I really like the family I was staying with. It got to the point were I couldn't deal with him anymore, so I chop two of his fingers off and he knows better not to touch me again. I got kicked outta that home and now I'm here."

"Thats terrible, I hope you find a better home. You are a really nice guy Xiaver."

Xiaver scoffed. "Are you out of your fucking mind? I just told you, I chopped off two of my foster brothers fingers off and you still think I'm a nice guy?"

"You had a reason to do that to him, he touch you when he wasn't suppose to. You been thru a lot of awful things in your life. You keep your feelings hidden more to yourself than other people. you guard your feelings and lash out on people, cuz you don't want them to care, I care about you Xiaver."

"Your just saying that." Xiaver growls. Biting his tongue until he tasted blood. Xiaver doesn't know why he feels the urge to cry into Zayn's arms. The feeling of someone actually caring about him makes him feel vulnerable.

"I seriously care abou-" Zayn manage to say, but Xiaver cut him off.

"I was invited to a party. You wanna come with me?" He questioned quickly. He wanted to end this discussion and get drunk.

"Yeah sure." Zayn softly smiles. Xiaver took Zayn's hand and walked out of the trailer.

Twenty minutes pass, Xiaver and Zayn walked along the pavement hearing loud thunderous music playing at the house their were approaching.

"Zayn, if someone hands you a drink. You don't drink it, unless I'm their to taste it. If you want something to drink you ask me."

Zayn nodded and follow Xiaver into the packed filled party house. Zayn manage to squeeze into the kitchen, already losing Xiaver to the crowd.

Zayn sat on the chair putting his hands on the kitchen counter. It's extremely hot inside the house filled with music, the smell of Alcohol oozed out of people's sweaty bodies as they danced.

****

An hour passed and Zayn began to feel bored and thirsty. He hasn't seen Xiaver at all. He hopes that he's okay.

"Hey hot stuff, I haven't seen you around at my parties." A teenage boy grins at Zayn.

"Hey, I'm with Xiaver. Nice party,"

"Xiaver? I'm surprise a person with your kindness is with Xiaver. He is mostly a loner. Would you like a drink?"

"What's your name by the way?" Zayn questioned, ignoring the guys question.

"The name's Crash."

"Crash? Is that your real name?"

"A nickname people calls me, I don't give out my first name to anyone." Crash says casually.

Zayn nodded.

"How about that drink?" Crash offered again.

"Do you have water?"

"You betcha." Crash grins, going into the kitchen pouring some water into a dark glass.

Zayn  looked around for Xiaver, but still no sign of him.

"Here you go." Crash says, placing the water in front of Zayn.

"Thank you."

"So how long have you known Xiaver?"

"Just recently. He seems like a pretty cool dude. Rough patches in his past, but still has a good heart in him."

"Don't let him fool you. He may have his moments of weakness, but he always fulfills his objective."

"Objective?" Zayn questioned, resting his hand on his chin.

"He can't possibility thing he wants to be friends with you. He has to have a reason to." Crash chuckles lightly.

"You think so?" Zayn questioned with a small frown.

"Of course I do. Why don't you drink up and I can tell you some stories about Xiaver."

Zayn hesitated, he remembered Xiavers words to not take any drink from no one, but him. Zayn's thirst for water had been tempting.

"Dude, it's just water. Don't tell me your scared to drink something that I offered you in my house." Crash says with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

"Sorry." Zayn mumbles and put the glass of water in between his chapped lips.

"Don't drink that." Xiaver warned. Zayn place the glass of water down on the kitchen table.

"Xiaver, I'm really thirsty." Zayn whined.

"I told you not to accept any drinks from people, but me."

"It's just water." Zayn reasoned. Xiaver shook his head and pour out the water and four pills came out.

"Four freaking pills!? Are you trying to kill him " Xiaver spat.

"It was just an experiment." Crash says innocently.

"What kind of pills were those?" Xiaver demanded.

"Ecstasy, coated with white girl."

"White girl?" Zayn questioned nervously, clinging on to Xiaver shirt.

"Another word for cocaine." Crash answered.

"You sick prick, you don't come near Zayn again. Stop lacing peoples drinks, or you will end up in prison, if someone dies because of this." Xiaver roared, griping Crash's shirt.

"Alright, chill man."

Xiaver pushes Crash and grabs Zayn's hand and head upstairs and they both go into a bedroom.

"Stay here and don't let anyone in here." Xiaver says calmly.

Zayn nodded and sat on the bed, "Ok, I'm sorry for not listening to you. Something could've happen to me, if you didn't show up." Zayn mumbles.

"Next time, when I tell you something, you listen."

"I told you I'm sorry. I was just thirsty." Zayn whimpered.

Xiaver crouched down and patted Zayn's leg, "Ok, no need to get worked up. I'm not mad at you. I'm going downstairs to get you some water."

"Ok." Zayn said quietly.

****

Half hour passed and Xiaver still hasn't showed up. Zayn was beginning to worry.

The door knob started to jiggly and opened revealing a drunken Xiaver.

"W-why the h-hell am I holding this glass of w-water a-again?" Xiaver questioned slurring his words.

"It's for me." Zayn says taking it out of his hand downing the water in seconds.

"O-oh right. I-I f-forgot." Xiaver says throwing himself on the bed.

"Are you ok?" Zayn questioned concerned.

"Had to m-much to d-drink." Xiaver manage to choke out.

Zayn placed the empty glass on the nightstand, then Xiaver grabbed Zayn's hand and pulled him into bed.

"You k-know that, y-your like a b-ball of sunshine. Like your really n-nice and c-caring."

"Thanks." Zayn says, resting his head on the pillow. Xiaver takes off Zayn's glasses and puts them on the nightstand.

Xaiver slowly moved closer towards Zayn, planting a kiss on his cheek and falling asleep slight on Zayn's neck. The vibration of Xaiver snoring on Zayn's neck makes him giggle a little.

Zayn takes out his phone and text his mom, saying he won't be home tonight and shoves it back in his pocket. He scoots closer to Xiaver putting his arm his stomach, While Xiaver puts his arm around Zayn and they both started to fall asleep.

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