Irresistible [A Zarry Fanfiction].

Chapter Fifty Nine

“Answer my questions, and I will answer yours.” The head spoke, not turning away from the window. Zayn was eyeing him cautiously; he didn’t know what to make of this situation. Thankfully, the headmaster spoke up once again, this time turning from the window and looking at Zayn.

“Mr Styles left the premises earlier this morning, on his own accord, so where he is now I wouldn’t know, Mr Malik. Care to tell me what exactly is going on?” The head teacher asked once again. Zayn stared blankly at him. Was Harry at home now then? But what did the head mean by ‘his own accord’? He wished that he could be sat talking to Harry about this instead of the head.

“Well? Mr Malik? Has this all been a casual relationship, or is this more serious?” The head spoke, walking back over to his desk slowly, Zayn’s eyes never leaving the old man.

“Casual, until I reached the age of eighteen, where it would be legal, sir.” Zayn finally answered, not knowing whether he would regret saying it or not. He watched as the head slowly dropped into his seat, sitting back in it as he watched over Zayn.

“Mr Styles has told me that this was extremely mutual as well. Had he ever forced you to do something you didn’t want to do?” The head spoke, and Zayn felt outraged by the thought alone of Harry doing anything like that.

“No, what? No! He would never do that, he never has and he never will.” Zayn told him indignantly, and his fists clenched in anger. How could anyone ever think that someone as sweet and kind as Harry would force anyone into doing something? Zayn couldn’t imagine his boyfriend doing anything like that. Harry wrote sweet little nothings on post-it notes on his essays, he wouldn’t force Zayn into sex, that was something that Alex would do instead. That’s something Alex did do, actually.

“He never will? How long do you expect this affair to go on for?” The head asked, and Zayn frowned.

“This isn’t an affair, or some fling, or just some casual nothing, sir. We’re in love sir, and we have been for months. If I wanted a fling I wouldn’t have one with my teacher, I would never have gone anywhere near my teacher if it was for anything less of love, sir. You don’t know me, you don’t know him, and you don’t know us. Without him, I’d be in a dark place. He saved me, sir, and I don’t care if he was my teacher or not, but you know what, he has been the only teacher to reach out to me and treat me as a person, and not like some dog like Mr Moore treats me. He gave me a chance, when I fought with him in lesson he didn’t kick me out of the room, he kept me in there. When I missed lessons he would find me and bring me to the classroom, he believed in me even though I was the worst student he could have had. I almost lit his classroom on fire, and he still reserved any judgement.

He knows how to handle my moods and he knows how to look after me, and he has done so much for me and my family it’s unreal. I introduced him to my sisters and they love and trust him so much. My sisters mean everything o me sir, I only just introduced them to Liam Payne, who has been my best friend for almost six years, the other day. If that doesn’t prove what Harry means to me then I don’t know what will.

Harry saved me, sir, and if that’s not love, then I have no fucking idea what love is.” Zayn spoke up, the words pouring from his mouth. He couldn’t stop them, he needed all of this out, he and Harry’s relationship was so serious, and the thought of it being compared to a fling made him livid with anger. When his speech came to an end, he looked at the head and his brow furrowed in confusion as he saw the small smile that was perched on the head’s face.

“Zayn, I’m afraid that you’re preaching love to a man that fell in love with his own student almost thirty years ago.” The head spoke softly, and Zayn couldn’t help but feel even more confused before the head teacher turned around a photo frame to show himself and another man holding each other fondly. Zayn couldn’t help but let out a smile.

“I can easily see how serious this is, and you’re old enough to know what you’re doing, and I don’t think you’re a boy who knows he isn’t going to be messed with, I think that you and Harry have this situation handled very well, I can see no harm in this at all.” The head spoke, before he turned the photo frame back around on his desk, looking at it for a brief moment with love in his eyes before looking down at some papers on his desk.

“But sir, why has Harry been fired? And how did this all come out?” Zayn spoke up, not wanting to let this go just yet.

“Mr Styles wasn’t fired, Zayn. He left his job because of two reasons. When one of our members of staff saw you both together at a club and told me about it, I called Harry to the office and told him what the member of staff had seen, and Mr Moore had something to say about money and hugging etc. Harry basically gave me the long speech as you did about how much you really mean to him, and how much your family means to him, and when I asked him what he wanted to do next, he wanted to leave. He didn’t want this to become a huge fuss or burden on you, and secondly, he hasn’t been happy teaching for a few weeks now and so left. He is in no trouble, and neither are you, Mr Malik.” The head teacher explained with a smile, and Zayn let out a little smile, even though he was sad because of the fact he wouldn’t see Harry at school anymore, but he’d rather it be like that then see Harry in a jail or something.

“You can go now, Mr Malik, and we shall have no more talk of any of this. But, if Mr Moore ever gives you trouble, you can come and tell me. I don’t want to hear of my students being treated as dogs.” The head spoke, before he turned to his paperwork again and started to scribble his signature on some forms. Zayn smiled and thanked him, before he left the room.

Instead of staying for the rest of school, Zayn found himself jumping off the edge of the bus and onto the familiar pavements of Harris Street. He couldn’t help but beam a smile as he walked up the street, Harry’s little black car outside of his house. He rushed up to the house, before running to the front door and ringing the doorbell eagerly. He stood for a moment, before he saw the familiar curly haired figure walk to the door. When Harry opened it, his green eyes widened a little before he pulled Zayn into his arms tightly. Zayn was surprised at first but held his boyfriend tightly.

“It’s alright, everything’s all right. The head has let everything drop. We’re going to be okay.” Zayn told Harry softly, before placing a long kiss in the midst of Harry’s heavenly curls.

“Oh thank God! I have been so fucking worried and I kept thinking that the police would turn up at any minute to arrest me or something I’ve been so scared.” Harry babbled into Zayn’s ear, and Zayn held him tightly in his arms.

“Nope, no one is coming for us. I wont let anyone touch you, Hazz. I love you.” Zayn told him, holding his boyfriend tightly in his arms and smiling about the fact that now it didn’t matter if they were seen or not. Harry was no longer his teacher, and suddenly everything seemed amazing in the world. They could go out on more dates, they could take the girls out for the day, and they could do anything they wanted.

“I love you too, Z. But you should really be in school right now.” Harry chuckled, before the hug finally broke off, and Zayn looked into Harry’s sparkly green eyes, the cheeky smile on his face making Zayn just want to kiss those perfect lips and those dimples.

“Shut up, you aren’t my teacher anymore.” Zayn chuckled, before placing a long kiss onto Harry’s lips, guiding the boy inside so they were no longer stood on the doorstep. Zayn kicked the front door shut behind him with his foot, which made Harry chuckle against his lips. When the kiss broke off, Zayn kicked off his shoes and dropped his bag by the door.

“How about, we spend a day watching movies, and then we pick up the girls later and take them out to the movies and then to dinner? Let’s go and have some fun tonight, yeah?” Harry asked eagerly, and Zayn nodded, before jumping into his arms and placing another kiss onto his lips, both boys feeling like they were on cloud nine.    

A/N: Guys, only like four or five chapters left!:(

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