"Did you hear what I just said?"

"I was the girl he fucked last time"

"The one he plugged his big dick in her tight pussy and fucked with pleasure" She chuckled and Harry clenched his fists in anger.

He spun around and forced a fake smile on his face, clapping his hands as he stared at her "Bravo, and the award for the lying slut goes to you"

"I knew you wouldn't believe me" She snorted.

"Look I know girls like you, faking stories around so I would leave my boyfriend"

"Well guess what, I don't believe every word coming out from your mouth" Harry glared at her.

"Zayn is not the perfect boyfriend you think he is, did you actually think he stayed celibate for two years during your no sex before marriage"

She stepped forward and smirked "Trust me honey, he was having fun with other girls"

"And aww did he make you feel special when he took your virginity that night" She laughed.

"Did you know he took your virginity two hours after having sex with me?"

Harry stared at her with an unbelievable expression, tears threatening to escape from his eyes and his heart was pounding hard in his chest. "You are lying" He whispered with a shaky voice.

A smug grin flashed her face "You are too fragile for someone like Zayn, he keeps telling you exactly what you want to hear and you keep falling for him"

"Aww poor Harry"

"Shut up" Harry exclaimed

"I won't shut up because deep down you know I'm right" She grin proudly as if she has accomplished a mission.

Harry averted his eyes to the ground so she wouldn't see his tears, he gulped and quickly walked away from the scene.

He found himself in the bathroom stall crying. She is right, deep down he is starting to doubt his boyfriend.

He spent the entire class period sobbing in the bathroom and decided to avoid Zayn the entire school hours.

After the last class he quickly rushed to his locker and got everything he needed, before dashing out of the school. He walked to the bus stop and fortunately the bus arrived in three minutes.

He got on the bus and sat at the last seat, looking out of the window with a blank stare as the bus began to move.

He bit his lower lip, contemplating  whether he is foolishly trusting the girl's words.

But this is not the first time someone has told him about Zayn's unfaithfulness.

In fact a number of girls have walked up to him, telling him how Zayn is cheating on him with them. But Zayn has denied all those allegations, whenever he confronts him about it.

And the bizarre part is the morning after, whenever these girls tell him about Zayn's cheating. They will always come back in the morning and claimed it's was a lie, they will apologize and never talk to him again.

But Harry always saw one thing when these girls were apologizing. He saw fear in their eyes.

He never told his Niall or Justin about it because they already hated Zayn and he scared the bad blood between them will grow.

It was so strange how they tell him about Zayn's cheating and the following day they tell him they were lying with scared look on their faces.

The vibration of his phone brought him out of his thoughts. He took his phone out from his pocket and saw thirty missed calls and fifteen messages from Zayn, which shocked him because Zayn has never called or sent him messages this much before.

He sighed and switched his phone off. He needs time to think about this.

The bus stopped at the corner of his house this time around unlike in the morning, he walked to his house and the opened the front door.

"Harry is that you?" His mother yelled from the kitchen.

"Yes Mum" he walked to the kitchen to find his mother getting ready to prepare dinner.

"You didn't take your breakfast this morning and you are in early today, are you still sick?" His mother stared at him worriedly.

"No I'm okay. I have a lot of homework to do"

Anna nodded, washing the vegetables. "Oh how is Niall? He never comes around these days" She asked.

"Um he is kinda of busy with family stuff at the moment" He lied.

"Okay go to your room and rest, I will let you know when dinner is ready"
Harry nodded and headed to his room.

He pushed open his bedroom door and spotted Zayn sitting on his bed, with his back against the headboard. Harry eyed him with a shocked expression when he saw him.

Zayn folded the magazine he was reading closed and looked up at him.
"Lock the door behind you and come here" He commanded.

Harry's body trembles and did what he was asked to do, but left a small distance between Zayn and him.

"How-how did you get in?" He asked nervously.

"Why are you avoiding me?" Zayn asked in a icy tone, avoiding Harry's question.

"I didn't see you at lunch and you are not picking up my calls or answering my messages"

"I wanted to be alone" Harry mumbled averting his eyes from him.

"Why?" Zayn stood up from the bed and stepped closer to him.

"Another girl told me you slept with her last night, she said horrible things and I believe her" Harry muttered.

"I can't believe you are actually think I would cheat on you" Zayn frowned.

"She is not the first girl, Zayn and you know it. There have been countless girls saying the same thing"

"They are trying to separate us, why can't you see that huh?" Zayn said frustratedly.

"I'm the hottest boy in school and they all want a piece of me but I chose you, those sluts will do or say anything to break us apart"

Harry bit his lips "But they....

Zayn cupped Harry's chin, tilting his head up, gazing into his green eyes. "I love you and I will never cheat on you, how many times do I have say these words for you to believe me?"

"If I didn't love you, do you think I would be working my butt off to buy you a promise ring this weekend?" Zayn whispered yelled.

Harry's green eyes widened and was rendered speechless.

Zayn sighed and rake his hand though his hair "It was supposed to be a surprise" he mumbled. "I'm sorry"

Harry threw himself at Zayn, hugging him tight. "I'm sorry for doubting you, Please forgive me"

"I'm so stupid for believing her"

A devilish grin appeared on Zayn's lips as he held on to Harry's body. He unwound his hug looking into Harry's eyes "Never repeat what happened today okay?" 

Harry nodded his head rapidly with tears rolling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry"

"Shhh" Zayn wipes his tears with his thumb. "You believe me right?"

Harry nodded sniffling, and Zayn smiled "Those sluts don't deserve your tears"

"Come on, give me that pretty adorable smile of yours" Zayn whispered and Harry smiled up at him sweetly, his dimples playing at the corner of his mouth.

"This is what set up you apart from the rest, you are beautiful" Zayn mumbled and Harry blushed.

"I will be staying for the night" He suddenly blurted out.

"You can't, my parents are home"

Before Harry could react, Zayn reached out for his hand and tugged him down into his lap, locking his arms around his waist.

"I just want us to cuddle, what were you thinking we were going to do?" He smirked.

Harry blushed and looked away. "I thought you wanted us to make love"

"You are a screamer in bed, your parents will hear us the moment I touch you"

Harry's face was red as a tomato "I didn't know I'm that loud"

"It's normal to get loud when you are with me, besides it means I'm doing a good job pleasing you" Zayn winked making Harry to blushed harder. He chuckled pressing a kiss on Harry's forehead.

"I will have to go downstairs for dinner for while, or else my parents will come here" Harry muttered, resting his head on Zayn's shoulder.

"Don't worry, I will wait for you to get back" Zayn responded.

So they cuddled after Harry returned from having dinner with his parents. They kissed and snuggled into each other's arms with Harry falling asleep on Zayn's chest while he plays with his hair .

The days passed quickly and soon Friday of their anniversary arrived. Harry was super excited and happy because Zayn is going to propose to him.

He has been thinking about how Zayn is going to do it, will Zayn take him to a room full of roses and lighted candles or will Zayn take him out to a restaurant, with a romantic music playing at the background and propose.

Either way he is hoping he will not freak out and faint, when it's happens.

He beamed when he saw Zayn's car in a distant and walked towards it.

"So what did you tell your parents?" Zayn asked as Harry got into the car.

"That I'm staying over at Justin's house for the weekend" he answered.

Zayn nodded and began to drive his car out from the school parking lot. "Are you sure they won't find out?"

"They will be busy with work and my mother was actually glad I will not be staying home alone this weekend" Harry answered blushing.

"Why are you blushing?" Zayn chuckled, knowing exactly what Harry was thinking.

"Nothing"

They ate dinner on their way since it was getting late and by the time they got to Zayn's apartment, Harry was tired. He excused himself as soon they got inside the apartment and went to the bathroom and took a shower.

Zayn entered the bedroom with a smirk look but it quickly faded when he saw Harry already snuggled on bed.

"Haz what are you doing?" He asked, frowning.

"Sleeping" Harry answered with his eyes closed.

"But it's our anniversary, we are supposed to be making love"

"I'm tired" Harry whines.

Zayn climbed on the bed "Come on babe it has been a week, I need you" He murmurs pressing kisses to Harry neck.

"No"

"I promise it won't take long, just a quickie"

"Our anniversary is tomorrow, I promise tomorrow" Harry yawns. "I want to sleep"

"But I thought you were planning to wear something sexy, when you excused yourself to go to the bathroom, so we can get it on"

"If I knew you were planning on sleeping this early, I would have fucked you in the car"

Zayn climbed on top of Harry rubbing his hardness against him, trying to take off his pajamas.

"Zayn stop let me sleep" Harry whines louder.

"Okay fine" Zayn fell besides the bed feeling disappointed.

The next day Harry woke up without Zayn beside him, he blushed when he saw a note and a red rose on the table beside the bed.

He scooted over and took the rose, inhaling it's sweet smell, before reading the note.

Happy Anniversary Beautiful.
You are the reason I still feel human, Whatever you are doing to make me feel this way, don't stop.

My cold heart only beats for you.
Z.

Harry frowned slightly and turned the back of the note expecting more but it was blank. He makes Zayn feel human? What does that suppose to mean? He thought.

"I guess I have to download love poems and messages app on your phone" he smiled.

He woke up from the bed and went to the bathroom, for his morning routine. He went straight to the kitchen expecting Zayn to be there but he wasn't. He found another note and a red rose beside a plate of pancakes and orange juice.

He opened the note and read it.

Eat your breakfast and meet me at tennis court. Follow the small map I have drawn on the note.

Z.

"There is a tennis court here?" His eyes widened, "How big is this place?" He mumbled to himself.

He finished eating his breakfast and followed the instructions on the note. He got to his destination and heard the echoes of thudding pop of a tennis ball being hit.

Zayn was hitting the tennis ball with a racket, multiple times like a professional.

"I make you feel human?" Harry shouted as he walked closer to him.

"No I love you and other the romantic stuff"

Zayn stopped playing and spun around staring at Harry with a smug look "I meant every word on the note" He said

"But I can show you how romantic I can be" He winked and Harry rolled my eyes, blushing.

"Come I want to teach you how to play tennis ball" He handed the racket to Harry and stood behind him pressing his arousal against Harry's bottom. 

"So this is just an excuse to get close to my bum" Harry mutters, giggling.

"It has been a week Haz, you don't expect it to stay down when he feels close to home"

"I thought you are going to teach me how to play tennis?" Harry said.

"That was the plan, but it's looks like Junior Malik has something else in mind" Zayn took his shirt off revealing a six pack.

"Stop poking me with it and concentrate on teaching me how to play tennis ball"

"Or Zayn balls, you could be learning to play with my balls" Harry blushed and Zayn chuckled softly, kissing his lips.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked when he felt Zayn pulling down his shorts.

"You promised today, I don't think I could hold on much longer"

"But someone might see us" Harry whines.

"No one is here, it just you and me"  The moment the words escapes from his mouth, he scented the last person he wanted to see around the apartment.

"Babe stay here, I will be back okay?" Harry nodded with a faint blush on his cheeks.

As soon as Zayn entered the living room he frowned at the man sitting in the couch "What are you doing here?"  He asked.

"Can't I visit my own son, my heir" The man responded.

"But you saw me yesterday"

"I know, but I'm concerned about you, first a blood covenant and now this?" The man spoke in a serious tone.

"You are giving me mixed signals son, you act like you hate him and at the same time you act like you love him"

"Do you still have feelings for this human? Because I thought after everything his father put you through, your feelings for him has changed"

"I don't have feelings for Harry, he's just one of my blood bank" Zayn responded.

"For just one of your blood bank you are treating him much more gently then the rest, it's not you style"

Silence fill the room and Zayn sighs loudly "If this is about what my mom told you? You have nothing to worry about"

"I had to say I love him, because he was there"

"I hope so, because I don't want my heir getting attached to a weak human and much less him" The man said in a cold tone.

"They are for our pleasures, not for our heart" 

"I know" Zayn sighs.

The man stood up from the couch and stepped towards Zayn, standing in front of him.

"Remember he is the reason you are a like this, stick to the plan"

Zayn nodded "I will, Mr Tomlinson"

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So many secrets....

Sorry I was supposed to post this chapter on Sunday but my internet connection was down.

I don't know about you, but I think I might be acting like Harry if I was in his shoes.

A smooth talker like Zayn will convince you that he is the perfect guy for you. He knows all the right things to say.

Thoughts on this chapter.

Thoughts on Harry.

Thoughts on Zayn.

Thoughts on Mr Tomlinson.

Thank you for reading.💋