Stepbrothers (Ziam Fan Fiction)

Chapter Eleven - Lame Self

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Chapter Eleven

Lame Self

"He said he's inlove with me", I said as I chewed my gum.

"He did?", Harry said shyly.

I really am happy I get to talk to Harry again. Its been two silent weeks since we last talked which was Niall's party.

**Hours Ago**

"Hey Zayn", someone said behind me as we climb the stairs.

Confused and all, I turned around to check who it was.

In a dirty-white semi-fit three-fourths V-neck shirt, Harry stood there -- staring in to my eyes.

"Hey", I said awkwardly.

"Look, Zayn, Can I have a talk with you?", he said, not looking at me.

"Uhm... sure?", I said more awkwardly and he beamed at me.

He held on my wrist and dragged me gently to a corner. Upon the lockers, he pinned me by the shoulders and placed his nose on mine.

"I missed you", he whispered, his breath creeping on my skin.

"Harry, you're too close", I choked on my saliva as he tried to clear the space between our faces.

"I know", he smirked.

"Harry please, keep distance", I raised my voice, and he didnt protest but didnt listen.

Our lips met but I didnt bother to kiss him back. I was too inlove with Liam to be able to kiss Harry.

"I missed your lips, Zayn", he said with a dangerous smile.

"Harry, dont ever do that again", I wiped my lips with my longsleeve's sleeve. I playfully stuck my tongue at him.

"If you stuck that tongue at me again, I wont hesitate to lick it", he teased

"Eww", I screeched. "You brought me here to talk, now talk", I demanded.

"I want to make peace with you", he spat.

"Why?"

"As I said", he whined and festured his hands, "I missed you"

"Ahhh", I awed.

"You're acting like a kid, you know that?"

"I am?"

"Yes you are", he chuckled ad ruffled my hair.

"Dont do that!", I complained.

"Do what?", he smirked. "This?", he ruffled my hair again.

"I said dont!", I screeched and we laughed together afterwards.

"You're so cute Zayn", he complimented

"I'm not!"

"Are"

"I know right?"

"Whatever", he rolled his eyes.

"So are we friends now?", he asked.

"I never was mad at you or I never was your enemy", I said and he smiled.

"Is that a yes"

"Yep", I popped the 'P'

**Present**

"But hey", I snapped which made Harry stop his staring.

"What?"

"Is there a big difference when 'he's INLOVE wth me' and when 'he LOVES me'?", I asked.