Passion (15+)

When the 16 years old girl called Emily, decided to go for a trip to Brighton, UK, with three of her best friends, she didn't imagine running into a guy that would change her life completely.
Their plans had been; Partying, flirting, having one night stands, and just enjoy the life as a teenager, with no parents for the whole summer.
But when she met him at a festival one night, her life turned upside down, and nothing would ever be the same...
She fell head over heels in love with him, but didn't realise how bad it was until it was too late.
That's what happens when you fall in love with 19 years old, Zayn Malik.


63. Freedoooom

Harry smiled at me, and hugged me tight. After that I hugged Clara. 


"We'll we will just leave soon, huh?" I asked, while we were standing in the kitchen, a perfect place to talk. I was sitting up on the kitchen desk, with my legs over the edge, while I playfully kicked Zayn's thighs. Every time I hit him, he glanced at me, with a fake look of anger. I could definitely see the emotions deep inside his eyes. Just the way he looked at me, like his world was complete was... unbelievable. I never thought I could mean this much to anyone. So I guess the thoughts of me being a forever alone old lady, in a pink house with 72 cats, wouldn't come true. "Yeah, but I'll just have to talk to Zayn..." Harry said, and smiled innocently at me. "And you guys can't talk here?" I fast asked, pretty embarrassed by asking, but I couldn't take back the words. Harry shook his head, but was still smiling nicely. Zayn looked a bit confused, but he was trying to hide it.

I just nod, and felt Clara place a hand on my knee. We made eye contact, and I knew what we both were thinking. How bad could it be? - if none of us were allowed to hear it. Harry grabbed Zayn's arm and dragged his out of the kitchen. 

My heart started to pound nervously in my chest, just the thought of not knowing what they would say, scared me. Probably more than it should.


Zayn's P.O.V:


"Did Olivia make you and Em break up?" It was like the words just ran out of Harry's mouth, like he had been holding them back whole the time. I froze, and stared at him. How did he know?! Why hadn't I thought of Olivia?! I couldn't be with Emily... Oh gosh. A familiar feeling of my heart shrinking, spread in my chest, and I closed my fists hard. I wasn't able to say anything, so I just nod. "Oh my gosh...!" Harry moved his right hand up to his forehead, and stared at me. "That bi.. I.. I... Fuck Zayn! Why didn't you tell us?!" I took a step back, when Harry raised his voice. "I don't know... I was afraid she would upload the pictures," I realised I was mumbling. "I saw them..." Harry said.

My heart skipped a beat, and I felt my ears turn redder. "Well... they were... why did you guys even do that?" Harry was talking low again, probably so the girls wouldn't hear. I just shrugged my shoulder, there was only one answer, we were in love. But was that an excuse for fingering her in the water? Hell yes it was.

"Then... there was some pictures of... I mean, that kinda like... hurt me," Now Harry's voice was even lower, and his eyes turned to face the floor. "Why was she even doing that, or... is she?" He kept on looking down at his feet. I swallowed hard, and turned to glance fast at the direction where the kitchen was. "She is... Special," And I realised after saying it, that it had sounded wrong. "Mentally? I mean, she's no-" I interrupted Harry, "No! She's perfectly fine. Normal. She's just not... that strong I guess, and it hurts me too. But I will do anything to be here for her, as long as she needs me. And probably even when she don't." I tried to smile relaxed at Harry, but the thoughts of Olivia scared me. "But... what about the pictures?" I asked. Harry smiled a little, and looked up at me, "Well, they are gone!" He said, and I couldn't really believe it. How? "Wait... Why? How? Did yo-" I broke into a huge smile, and felt relieved. If no one could control our life, then we would be able to do whatever we liked. "I forced her to delete them, I was watching..." Harry was smiling as well. "Freedoooom, freedoooom!" I sang out, and span around one time, with my arms spread out wide, which made Harry take some steps back, so I wouldn't hurt him, then we both started laughing.

"Babe?" Emily's innocent and sweet voice sounded from behind. I fast turned around and looked at her. She was standing in the doorway from the kitchen to the living room. "Yeah?" It was hard to get rid of the smile on my lips, so I just let it stay. "Why are you so happy?" She was giggling a bit, but stayed where she was. Leaning up against the door frame. "Well... Let's talk about it later. Let's head to the park now!" I smiled. 

Harry was laughing. 

And Clara that showed up beside Emily, looked like one big question mark.


Now it's just you and I,

this time nothing will come between us.


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