Harry's POV
"Why are you crying?" Zayn asked me worried.
"Why do you do this?" I asked crying.
"Do what?" He asked confused.
"Why do you hurt me?" I asked him and didn't let him talk since I continue talking. "Why do you give me hope saying those words?" I asked sobbing.
"Harry..." he didn't finish because I interrupted him.
"Zayn, I will give you your freedom, just let me go," I cried even more.
He then got up.
"If that's what you want, you can leave at any time, I don't need you and I will finally be able to fine someone who will make me feel good unlike you," he told me angrily and left the room closing the door as strong as he could.
I began to cry just stronger and trying to cover it with the pillow.
A/N: Sorry, but you guys will hate Zayn in this book 😬 don't worry he will become a better person 🥺
Harry will be 25 and Zayn will be 26!
This story will be a mpreg story!