A soft knock sounded through the quiet room, followed by Justin's voice. "Harry" He murmured, his voice laced with concern. Then after a minute when there was no responses, another knock followed. "Harry are you in there?"

Harry clutched the blanket under his chin and didn't budge or responsed, then after a moment a thunderous knock echoed throughout the room, followed by Niall's voice. "Harry we know you're in there, open up!"

Harry pulled the blanket over his head, pretending the knocks and the voices of his friends didn't exist, he was too overwhelmed to deal with them right now. He was emotionally worn out and physical drained as a result of crying for the past two days after the incident between Zayn and Mitch, and also throwing up four times over the night.

"Harry!" Niall yelled through the door but still, he didn't respond, then he heard the rattling of the door-knob and groaned, how can he forget Niall has a spare key to his room. The door opened and closed, then he heard footsteps approaching the bed.

"Harry get up" Niall yanked the blankets off his body, startling him. "Go away" He whines loudly then took the pillow lying beside him and slammed it over his face.

"It has been two days Harry, you can't keep hiding in your room, pretending to be sick because Zayn got suspended" Niall lowered his voice, fearing Harry's mother might hear him even though she was downstairs preparing breakfast.

"And you can't keep suffocating yourself with self pity and sadness" Justin adjusted the window blinds to allow the morning sunlight into room.

"Get out" Harry cried out while sniffing.

"We are not going anywhere, in fact we are here to drag your ass back to school. Stop wasting your life away" Niall whispered yelled, snatching the pillow from his face.

"There is no life without Zayn" Harry whimpered, his eyes were bloodshot and tears began blurring his vision.

Niall rolled his eyes. "Get up or else I'm going to drag you across the floor to the bathroom"

"I don't want to go back to school, everyone knows I cheated on Zayn, I'm a horrible person" Harry covered his face with his hands and started crying.

Justin sighed loudly, pinching the bridge of his nose. "It was just a kiss"

"It's still cheating!" Harry responded, whining through his tears.

Niall wanted to snort and yell at him, that Zayn is doing much worst things behind his back but the words stuck at the back of his throat. He face palmed, feeling angry and powerless.

Suddenly Harry shot up from the bed and rushed to the bathroom, kneeling over the toilet, gagging and spitting out his stomach content. Niall and Justin exchanged worried glances and quickly followed him. They rushed to his side then Niall pulled Harry's hair out of the way while Justin rubbed soothing circles on his back.

Realizing Harry could hardly stand on his feets when he was done, Niall supported his body and led him to the sink, to wash his face and brush his teeth. Justin flashed the toilet with a scrunched nose and aided Niall to take Harry back to the bedroom. They sat him down on the edge of the bed with Justin sitting beside him and Niall standing in front of them.

"Are you alright? We didn't know you're sick, we thought you were moping around because of Zayn" A worried expression marred Justin's face as he spoke.

"I'm fine" Harry sighed softly and scooted back so he could lean on the headboard.

"How long have you been feeling this way?" Niall asked with a concern look.

"Before Zayn and I went to our anniversary weekend. It wasn't too serious then but since yesterday, I have been throwing up a lot and I can't seem keep anything down" Harry whispered lowly then Niall knitted his brows into a frown. "Must be a stomach bug, have you gone to go the hospital?"

"Or you could be pregnant" Justin blurted out, then the temperature in the room suddenly dropped and became tensed.

Harry stared at him with wide eyes, dumbfounded he would suggest he's pregnant.

"Vomiting doesn't always associate with pregnancy" Niall uttered with a deep frown, trying to diffuse the awkward tension Justin has created and eyed him with a what the fuck look.

"Its just-remember five years ago when we all thought my mom was having a stomach virus and she went to the hospital and the doctor confirmed she was pregnant with my little brother....

One stern look from Niall silence him.

"Harry is not pregnant, it's just a stomach bug" Niall stated, his tone leaving no room for argument. The last thing he needs is Harry getting pregnant for that asshole. Zayn will reject the pregnancy no two ways about that, then Harry will face all the hardship alone, including the possibility of his parents throwing him out of the house.

Justin shrugged. "I'm just giving my opinion"

Harry palmed his face and emitted a long breath.

Niall rolled his eyes and shifted his gaze to Harry. "Does your mother know you're sick? Cause she thinks we are having a little fight"

Harry shook his head and sighed softly. "She doesn't know"

Niall nodded in understanding. Things haven't been the same ever since Harry's parents found out he was dating Zayn a year ago. They didn't approve of their relationship because Zayn is a Pakistani, causing strong arguments between Harry and his parents.

Harry's father nearly caused Zayn to loss his scholarship, which caused a tussle between both families. That was when Zayn and Harry decided to hide their relationship and pretend to have broken up. Harry distant himself from his parents especially his father, considering he didn't want them to discover that he was still dating Zayn despite their warnings.

"How about we go to the hospital together and check what's wrong with you before it's gets worse?" Justin suggested and Niall nodded in agreement.

Harry raised his bows darting his eyes to Justin then to Niall. "What about school?" He whispered.

"Fuck school, your health is important" Niall murmured then Harry sighed loudly. "Okay but you have to promise not to tell my mom where we are going"

The two agreed, then Harry insisted on walking to the bathroom and doing everything by himself even though Justin and Niall wanted to help him. He stood on his wobbly legs and crossed to the bathroom, did his morning routine and got dressed as if he was going to school. After he was done, they went down stairs informing Anna that they were off to school.

Anne was delighted that the three friends have made up, she packed some breakfast into paper bags and gave it to them then bid them farewell as they walked out of the house and got into Niall's car. They drove to the hospital and when they go there, Niall informed Justin and Harry to wait for him in the waiting room while he talks to the nurse at the reception.

After a while, Justin glance at the reception area wondering why it's Niall was taking too long, then he spotted him talking to a woman in her mid thirties and became intrigued to know who she is. Harry followed Justin's gaze and saw the scene.

"Do you know her?" Justin asked, then Harry who shook his head, with a slight frown.

"She looks familiar, but I don't know where I have seen her before" Justin murmured, trying to recall where he knew the woman from but his mind was blank.

Niall spoke to the woman for few minutes before heading back to where Harry and Justin were sitting. The moment he sat next to them, Justin asked him the question boggling his mind.

"Who's she?" He asked.

"Mitch's mother" Niall answered then a surprise look flashed Harry's face. He let out a little "Oh" and lowered his head with pursed lips.

"How did you know Mitch's mother?" Justin asked with a raised brow.

"I saw her yesterday at school, talking to the headmaster in the hallway. I didn't know who she was then, until I heard the headmaster addressing her as Mrs Smith, that's Mitch's last name"

"So Mitch is here?" Harry whispered, looking up at Niall.

"Yes, and his mother told me he's doing okay and he's awake. Do you think we should go and see him? I mean just for few minutes"

Justin knew where Niall was going with this and got worried. Niall was still on the agenda to make Harry fall for Mitch.

Harry exhaled loudly and nodded. He only wants to see Mitch and apologise on behalf of Zayn and also to see how he's doing after Zayn beat him up badly. "Okay, just for few minutes"

Niall smiled then Justin rubbed a frustrated hand over his face. "Do you even know which room he's in?"

"Yes, I asked his mother and she told me. Let's go" Niall responded, causing Justin to have a bad feeling.

They took the elevator to fifth floor and Niall led them directly to the room Mitch was staying in, as if he has been here before. When their eyes landed on the person lying on the hospital bed, they gasp, horrified at the scene in front of them.

Mitch was nearly unrecognizable, there were cuts and bruises all over his swollen face. He has a cast on his right leg and an IV was hooked to his hand.

"How long did they fight?" Niall asked, shocked at the state of Mitch injuries.

"Almost three minutes" Harry responded in a low tone, his face scrunched up in dismay.

"Fuck, is Zayn into some underground kick boxing?" Justin blurted out loudly then he intended to, causing Mitch to stir in his sleep and opened his eyes a little. He closed them again and slowly opened them fully staring at the people standing at the end of the bed.

"I knew you would come and see me" He whispered with a weak voice, his eyes beaming.

Harry stood there awkwardly and confused, not knowing what to do or say. "Um-hi..how are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling better, now you're here"

Harry cleared his throat, feeling uncomfortable with the choice of Mitch's words "Thank God you're feeling better and um..this is Justin and Niall, my best friends"

Harry gestured his hand to his friends and Mitch nodded, without sparing them a glance, his gaze solely fixed on Harry.

Niall squealed inwardly, thanking the gods from above that Mitch still likes Harry while Justin was amazed at how stupid Mitch is, does he want to die? Didn't he learn anything after all the beatings.

"Since you two have a lot to talk about, Justin and I will step outside for few minutes. Text us when you're done" Niall muttered then swiftly pulled Justin's arm and dragged him out of the room before he could protest.

The room became silent after Niall shut the door behind him. Even though Harry didn't want to be alone with Mitch, he still needed to talk to him and clear few things up.

"I'm sorry for what Zayn did, he...

Mitch interrupted him."I've told you, I don't care what Zayn does as long as I have you in my arms"

Harry sighed softly, running his hand through his hair. "Stop this, you're only going to make Zayn angry again. Look somewhere else, I sure you'll someone who will you like you back"

"I love Zayn and nothing is going to change that"

A sad smile etched on Mitch's face, his eyes still on Harry. "Give me your hand" He whispered.

Mitch saw the reluctance in Harry's body language and pressed on. "This is the only thing I'm asking from you and I promise not to bother you again"

Harry hesitated for a while and moved to the side of the bed and placed his hand in Mitch's hand. Mitch locked their fingers together and squeezed Harry's hand gently. "Thank you" He whispered then suddenly the door opened, revealing Mitch's mother and when she saw Mitch and Harry holding hands, her eyes lit up. "Oh Mitch is this the boy you told me you have a crush on?" She cooed.

Every muscle in Harry's body tensed at her words. He shifted his gaze to her, ready to tell her that, there was absolutely nothing going on between her son and him but the moment his gaze landed on her, his heart missed a beat. His eyes and mouth froze wide open in a stunned surprise.

Standing behind Mitch's mother was the last person he expected to see, Zayn and he was with Mr Tomlinson and Liam, who was staring at Harry with an unreadable expression.

Harry's heart began beating wildly as goosebumps clothed his skin. He noticed Zayn's intense gaze on his interlocked hand with Mitch and quickly redraw his hand from Mitch's hand as if it burned him. He gulped nervously not knowing what to do, he feels as if Zayn has caught him red-handed, cheating.

Zayn shifted his gaze to Mitch with a murderous glare, clenching his hands into fits. Then Mitch began to sweat and shudder in fear as Zayn's aura turns deadly.

Mr Tomlinson placed his hand on Zayn's shoulder and whispered something in his ear which seemed to have snapped Zayn from whatever thoughts running through his head.

Mitch's mother noticed the tension in the room and darted her eyes across, with a clueless expression.

Zayn glanced at Harry before storming out of the room without saying a word, but not without knocking down the chair near the door, breaking it into two and startling everyone except Liam and Mr Tomlinson.

Harry tried following him but Mr Tomlinson blocked the door with his body. "Don't you think you have caused enough trouble already?" He murmured coldly with a glare.

Harry swallowed the lump in his throat and blinked back the tears threatening to fall. "I-I can-can explain" He whispered, but Mr Tomlinson completely ignored him and gave Mitch's mother an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry for Zayn's behavior, I promise to bring him here tomorrow to apologise and don't worry about your son's bills, I've settled everything" He murmured calmly.

Mitch's mother nodded awkwardly without saying anything then Mr Tomlinson bid her farewell and went outside without sparing Harry a glance. Liam darted his eyes to Harry with pursed lips, his face still expressionless and followed Mr Tomlinson.

"Harry" Mitch whispered as he watched tears trickling down Harry's face. He tried to grab Harry's hand but Harry draw his hand away before he could touch him.

"This is the last time we are going to talk, don't ever come close to me again" He cried out and rushed out of the room, running after Mr Tomlinson and Liam.

"Please stop, wait" He called after them, causing them to stop in their tracks, luckily the hallway was empty. Liam whispered something to Mr Tomlinson who nodded then he strode towards Harry, looking annoyed.

"Go home" Liam said through his gritted his teeth

"No, I want to see Zayn" He cried, pleading with Liam.

"Please believe me what you saw is a misunderstanding. I will never cheat on Zayn" He sobbed.

Liam's face soften, he ran his hand through his hair with a long sigh then glanced back at Mr Tomlinson who was looking at them intensively with a smirk curled up at the corners of his lips.

"I don't think it's a good idea. Zayn is not in his right state of mind"

"Please I want to see him, please Liam, I don't want him to think I'm cheating on him. He has to know what he saw isn't what it seems" Harry pleaded with him again.

"Liam, let's go" Mr Tomlinson called Liam, sounding inpatient.

Liam glanced back at Mr Tomlinson with a frustrated expression. "Listen, what I'm going to say may sound absurd but you have to do it. Sleep over at Niall's house tonight, make sure you are not alone. If you go home he will know" He whispered lowly.

Harry gaze at Liam with a confused expression. "What's going on? You are scaring me"

"I can't tell you everything now but just do what I say okay? I'll try and calm Zayn down, hopefully tomorrow there will be no casualties" Liam muttered before making his way back to Mr Tomlinson.

Harry watched them through his tears as they disappear from his sight, then he took his phone from his pocket and texted Niall to meet him at the parking lot. When Niall and Justin got there, they spotted Harry leaning on the hood of the car, crying. They quickly rushed to his side demanding to know what happened and Harry told them everything except what Liam had told him.

Worried expressions crossed Niall and Justin's faces as they comforted him. They decided to go back to Niall's house and go to a different hospital the following day, since there is a high possibility they'll ran into Zayn tomorrow. They spent the rest of the day watching movies in Niall's room with Harry sleeping mostly through out.

Harry woke up to find Niall, sitting on the couch opposite him, still watching a movie. "What's the time?" He asked with a sleepy voice as he sat up on the couch, tightening the blanket around his body.

Niall checked the time on his phone and answered. "It's almost seven pm"

Harry nodded and groaned loudly, feeling tried. "Where is Justin?" He asked when he didn't see Justin around.

"He has gone home to babysit his little brother" Niall responded looking at Harry with a worried look. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, just tried" Harry said with a soft yawn.

"You haven't eaten the whole day, should I order some pizza?" Niall asked and sat next to him.

"No, I want to go home"

"You sure, you could sleep over. I don't want you getting sick without anyone around you"

"I will be fine, take me home" Harry insisted.

Niall sighed loudly. "Okay, let me inform my Dad that I'm taking you home. I will be back"

Harry let out a soft sigh as Niall walked out of the room. He knows he's disregarding what Liam told him, but running away from his problems won't solve the anything, it's only going to make things worse. He needs to talk to Zayn and settle this once and for all.

He misses him so much and he wants things to go back as they used to be.

He took out his phone and texted Shrin. *Zayn is angry at me. What should I do to earn his forgiveness*

After Niall dropped him home, he went straight to the kitchen and found his mother talking to a client on the phone. He greeted her then she responded with a nod and a smile. He opened the fridge and took out the carton of milk, he has been craving for every since he woke up this evening. Then he signalled to his mother that he was going to his room.

By the time he got to his room, he had finished drinking the milk which surprised him. He locked the door and went to the bathroom to take his bath, when he was done, he put on one of Zayn's favorite pajamas, which exposes his thighs and butt.

He lighted scented candles and changed his sheets then opened one of the windows, knowing Zayn would use it to enter his room. He heard his phone ringing and went to the night stand and picked it up. He looked on the screen and saw Liam's name. He sighed, pressing the answer button and placing the phone to his ear.

"I just called Niall and he said you went back home, didn't I tell you not to go home" Liam murmured, almost yelling at him.

Harry exhaled loudly. "Just chill, Zayn and I are going to work things out. I know he's angry but he will never hurt me"

"Jesus Christ Harry, I wasn't talking about Zayn when I told you not to go home, I was talking about Mr Tomlinson. You need to get out of there right now!"

A confused expression flashed Harry's face then he heard a noise coming from direction of the opened window and the hairs at the back of his neck stood up as a cold shiver runs through his spine. Slowly, he turned around and his heart skipped a beat with a perpetual horrified expression when he saw Mr Tomlinson standing in the middle of the room, staring at him.

"Hello Harry are you there?"

"Harry?"

"I wouldn't scream if I were you, you don't want your mother to get hurt do you?" Mr Tomlinson said with a spine-chilling smile, showing his fangs.

"Harry"

"I now see why Zayn is infatuated with you" He stared at Harry's body with lust and licked his lips with a groan, sending chills down Harry's back.

Harry whimpered, gasping as tears rolls down his cheeks and his body began trembling feverishly with fear. He started moving backwards as Mr Tomlinson slowly walks towards him.

"Harry, you're making me nervous, are you there?"

The phone slipped from Harry's hand onto the floor due to his shaking hands and Mr Tomlinson picked it up, without taking his eyes off him and placed it to his ear "If you tell a word to Zayn about this, you are dead" He whispered to Liam with a chilling tone and ended the call then threw the phone on the bed.

His eyes danced with amusement as he cornered Harry against the wall and placed his hands on the sides of his head, trapping him. Harry turned his face away from Mr Tomlinson's gaze, afraid to look at him as he continued to cry in muffled sobs.

"Does Zayn know you're pregnant?" Mr Tomlinson asked, touching Harry's stomach.

He saw the shock and confusion on Harry's face then he realized Harry had no idea he was pregnant. A sly smile appeared on his lips as he caresses Harry's cheek with his hand making him shiver from the coldness of his touch.

"How about we keep this as our little secret" He whispered then slips his hand behind Harry's ear, where the neck muscles connect to the jawline and applied a gentle steady pressure, making him unconscious.

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I hope it was okay. 😊

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