Harry’s POV:
Marlya went out of the room and Zayn put the tray on the couch beside me.
“That’s enough babe, you have to rest.” He said and turned off the TV.
“Hey!!” I protested.
“Eat your breakfast.” He ordered.
“I wanna play PES!!! pleaseeee” I said and flattered my eyelashes.
He stared at me for a couple of seconds and turned on the TV.
It was true… girls got what they wanted.
“Since when you’re so interested in playing football?”
I started to laugh.
“What are you laughing at?” he said with a smile.
I knew he was happy to see me that way.
To see Marlya that way…
“Feed me.” I said cheekily.
He stared at me and widened his smile, revealing his white teeth.
“I like the new you, babe.” He said and sat on the couch and put a small piece of pancake into my mouth.
I was having a lot of fun.
Zayn hugging me, Zayn calling me babe, Zayn feeding me… it was awesome. I’ve never seen this side of him before.
He was always quiet, moody and I’ve never felt this close to him before.
When he was with Marlya, he seemed a different person.
“Yesss!!!” I shouted when I won the game
He looked at TV and frowned.
“You’re good!!” he said.
“Heck I am!!” I said.
He smiled and put another piece of pancake into my mouth.
“Hey I’m going to check on Emma then I’m going out. Take care of her.” Liam said from outside the room.
“Alright!” Zayn answered.
“Where does he want to go?” I asked.
“Probably looking for Simon.” He replied and poured some juice into a glass and handed it to me.
“Is Harry going with him too?” I asked again and took a sip.
“Marlya, forget about Harry, okay?”
“But why?” I protested.
“Because… He doesn’t love you!!He is a player, Marlya! Get him out of your head!!” He spat at me.
“He’s not!!” I cried.
Well i was a player but not when it came to Marlya.
I felt my face got wet… I touched my cheeks.
Tears.
I was crying.
I’ve never cried in my entire whole life… even when my mom got shot… I’ve never known how would it feel like when you cried. To have such deep emotions and empty them gradually with tears.
How was it that I cried just because of a stupid sentence?
Maybe because I was in a girl’s body? A sensitive one?
“Hey hey, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry babe. Didn’t mean to hurt you.” Zayn said and wiped the tears off my face with his hand.
I couldn’t stop crying.
My stomach hurt and I put my hands on my wounds.
He sighed and put the tray aside and sat next to me and hugged me tightly, but carefully.
“I know you love him, I shouldn’t have said that, I’m sorry. Marlya stop it please. I’ve had enough, please, stop.” He pleaded.
The door opened and Louis came in with a bag in his hand.
“Hey!!” he said and closed the door and stepped into the room.
Zayn stroked my hair and then stood up and went out of the room.
Man! Did I just cry?!
I hated myself now.
I sighed and turned off the TV.
“Why you’re crying?” Louis asked.
“Hi Lou” I sniffed.
“Hello love!” he said and put the bag on the ground and sat next to me.
“Let me take a look at your wound.” He said.
I pulled up my shirt.
He raised his eyebrows at me and then stared at my stomach for a while and then looked at me but said nothing.
“How bad is it?” my voice cracked.
He smiled at me.
“You scared the hell out of us last night. Your wound is healing, love.” He said.
I smiled back at him.
Zayn calling me babe, Lou calling me love… my smile turned into a loud laugh.
“Good to see you laugh again!!” he said and pulled down my shirt.
We stared at each other.
“Hey I’ve got you something!!” He said and broke our eye contact and took a pair of red shoes out of the bag.
“Thank you so much Lou!! Thanks for buying me shoes!! ” I said with a fake smile, trying to pretend how excited I was.
He frowned at me and put the shoes down.
“I like them, they’re beautiful.” I said awkwardly.
“Really? But they didn’t look good on Sarah, right, Marlya?” he said suspiciously.
“Sarah?” I asked.
I had no idea what was he talking about.
He narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to say something that the door opened and Zayn stepped in with Emma.
*Flashbacks*
Zayn’s POV:
Emma was lying on the bed sleeping, in the guest’s room and was slowly waking up.
I pulled back the curtain and sunlight streamed in.
She groaned and opened her eyes.
“Morning sunshine.” I said.
She frowned at me.
I smiled and helped her sit upright.
“How do you feel?” I asked her while rubbing her back.
“I’m… hungry… and… I have a headache and…” she looked at me.
Her eyes were full of pain.
I smiled at her.
She closed her eyes.
“Zayn ? What happened after Niall injected me?” she said with her eyes closed, trying to focus.
I stood silent.
“Is she dead?” she whispered with a trembling voice and opened her eyes.
“No.” I breathed.
She heaved a sigh of relief.
“Come on, stand up.” I said and helped her stand up by wrapping my hands around her waist, holding her tightly.
“Thanks.” She said shyly.
I walked her out of the room.
*End of the flashback*
Harry’s POV:
“Thought you wanted to see someone!” Zayn said at Emma.
Emma looked a bit sick but when she saw me, a smile graced her beautiful features.
“Marlya!!!” she said and opened her arms and staggered towards me while her eyes were getting wet by the tears of happiness.
She hugged me gently.
I didn’t know what to do so I hugged her back.
That’s what Marlya would do, right?
“Oh I thought that I missed you forever!!” she cried.
I looked at Zayn.
He was smiling at her.
“Don’t you dare to do that again, bitch!!” she almost shouted.
“Okay come on that’s enough. You need to eat.” Zayn said and grabbed her hand and took her out of the room.
I thought about last night when I did a riskiest thing in my life but the fact that she wouldn’t be alive if I hadn’t done that, made me feel right about it.
At least, for once, I saved someone’s life.
“Finish your breakfast.” Lou said and put the tray next to me.
I started to eat slowly.
“He likes her. Did you see the look on his face? I mean she’s hot and… her breathtaking curves and…” I shut up when I see the look on Lou’s face.
Think I said things that I shouldn’t.
He looked away and turned on the TV.
“You were playing PES?” he asked.
“Yeah.” I replied.
He raised his eyebrows.
“Wanna play?” he said.
I loved to play PES with Lou!!
“Yess!!” I grinned.
He picked Germany, as always, and I picked Spain.
He looked at me again.
“Ready?” he asked mischievously.
“Heck yeah!!” I said and started to play.
We played for like 10 minutes.
He was winning, as always.
“Okay I’m tired.” I said and turned off the TV.
“Hey!! I was winning!! You cheated!” he protested.
“No I didn’t!!! You cheated when you did that annoying move and scored a goal!!! You always do that!!” I almost shouted.
He put his hand on his knee and turned his face, gaping at me.
“Harry?!” he whispered.

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