Mine for 47 Days [Zarry AU]

18. Zayn's Revenge

Harry's POV

"Styles, you did pretty good there." I heard Coach's voice behind me when our team dispersed after the winning hug. I turned around and nodded. "Thank you, Coach." I replied as he looked around before turning his eyes back at me.

"Care to become the captain of this year's lacrosse team?" He asked with a smile. My eyes went wide when he said that. "Me? Really?" I asked as he nodded and patted my shoulder lightly. I had to admit, Mr. Brady, our lacrosse coach was far less brutal than Mr. Philips, the soccer coach.

"Yup. We'll discuss more. Show up for practice." He said before walking away to talk to the other players. I turned to the audience and noticed Mom and her Spanish boyfriend waiting for me. My God, why didn't Gemma tell me about this meeting? I thought while walking towards them.

"You did very well, Harry." Mom said with a bright smile. Now she's sweet talking? She looked the exact same, since the last time I saw her. During my freshmen year at high school. Blond hair, green eyes and perfect figure. She doesn't even look like a mother of two grownups. Her Spanish boyfriend was good looking. I'd give her that. Tall, dark hair, tan skin, well built body and bright blue eyes. How old even was he? I hoped Mom wasn't a cougar now.

"Thank you." I said. "When did you reach? Why didn't you tell me? You could have called. Or messaged me."

"Oh dear, we were in a hurry. We're here for four days! And I told Gemma, she's on my speed dial." She said. Of course. I wonder if Mom still carries my number. "Hello Harry, I know we haven't been introduced yet. I'm Alejandro Alcado." The Spanish guy said, lending out a hand as I grabbed it and gave the handshake a small tug. He sighed and pulled away with a smile.

"You played very well, I'm sure we can talk more over dinner." He said. I nodded. "Um, you guys walked the whole way?" I asked them. They nodded. "It takes about ten minutes and I wanted to explore, you can change then we can walk home together!" Mom gushed with her enthusiasm. Was she faking it all for this boyfriend?

"Oh, and we met Zayn." She added. "He's lovely. I invited him over for dinner too."

"You did? Mom, it's the projects week and he must be very, very busy." I said. She simply shook her head with a smile. "Don't worry. Won't take much of his time and he agreed happily. He hurried off after the game to meet a friend. But he'll be at our doorstep by eight thirty." Of course. Thank you, Mom.

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The moment I reached home, glared at Gemma, I excused myself for a quick bath. I hurried to my room, took my phone and dialed Zayn. He's going to kill me for this.

"You could have fucking warned me about your parents!" Zayn started yelling from the other side before I could even say hello. I completely understood his emotions. I knew Marlo was there too so it must have been hard for him to tackle my annoying mother. "Not my parents, just my mom. And her Spanish boyfriend." I said.

"I don't care if he's Spanish!" Zayn said. "I have to come to dinner! Do you have any idea what they're going to ask me? What am I supposed to do? I promised to visit Marlo tonight. I don't know what to do." He continued.

"What are you going to do?" I asked him.

"Well," he started. "I'll try to hold off Marlo till late night. I'll have to make it up to her and I'm clearly not in a mood for sex today. Thank you, Harry."

"I'm sorry." I really was. I didn't expect Mom to visit me.

"Yeah, yeah. You be sorry. You know what? I'm going to get you for this." He said. "I'm going to get you so hard that you'd remember what I did for years to come."