Persecute

Keona's POV

"Zayn, what are you doing?" I managed to say after he set me down in his car.

"Trying to help you, those bastards treat you horribly for no reason. I was sick of watching it." He got in his side of the car and sat down.

I gave him the address of the orphanage, praying that this wasn't all some prank. When I come to think of it, Zayn hasn't done anything to me too bad. He would laugh when Mishella or Adriana would do something, but that's all.

"I'm not pranking you, I swear." He said, reading my mind.

I shrugged, "I don't know who to trust anymore."

"I'm sorry this all happened. But you can trust me, I'm done with those guys." He half smiled.

I nodded and waited for us to arrive. Just my luck, Mrs. Ammon was on a field trip with all the little ones. So she wouldn't be home until 5.

The car came to a stop and I got out and walked with my head down. I didn't want to know what Zayn thought of this place, I already know what Harry thinks.

I unlocked the door with my key and walked inside. Zayn shut the door behind him and we both walked into the kitchen. I sat on the chair at the table and Zayn sat next to me.

"Can I ask you a question?" He asked quietly.

"Umm, sure."

"When your books hit your leg, you looked like you were in pain. Why?"

I gulped, "I...uhh...well...see."

"Oh." He said.

He knew, now he was going to tell them. I didn't want him to, then they'd just make fun of me even more.

"Keona, I'm not gonna say anything." He smiled.

"Thank you." I managed to smile a little bit.

Maybe not everyone in this world is bad.

Notes

Super short I'm sorry! I'm in the car and yeah it's kinda hard.

xx Jules