Liam-

I speed down the highway, not knowing where I'm going to end up I just drive. I'm trying to think about the situation but I honestly can't imagine him engaging sexually with anyone besides me, definitely not a teacher for that matter. I call Ashton, pulling into a random parking lot I prop my feet up desperately trying to relax.

He answers on the 2nd ring.

"Sup" his voice stresses me out even more but I really need answers.

"Tell me about Zayn" I order leaning farther back into the seat of my car.

"Um he dresses differently, he has a heart of gold, would never intentionally hurt anyone-" I cut him off.

"No. I want to know what happened at his old school" I hear his breathing stop making my heart sink farther. Is it true?

"Come over" is all he says before hanging up not giving me time to protest. I've drive faster than I ever have before to his house, locking my car and racing to his front door which I thankfully unlocked.

I find Ashton in his room with his head in hands, he senses I'm here because his head lifts up and his eyes look extremely sad.

"Who told you?" He asks softly making me even more confused.

"Who told me what? All I know is what my mom said and it can't be true. He would never have an affair with a teacher!" I mumble tugging at the ends of my hair. Ashton shoots up from his seat grabbing the collar of my shirt.

"No! That's not what happened at all! Your fucking mother told you that!? I cannot believe her..." he shakes his head releasing my shirt, pacing much like I did earlier today.

"Zayn was bullied, really bad, at his old school they tried absolutely everything to bring him down and one day," Ashton swallows thickly and grips his hands together tightly.

"One day, they took his clothes from his gym locker while he was in the shower. Zayn didn't have anything to wear, he was mortified so he ran as fast as he could with a towel on to his favortie teacher, Mr. Yaler... apparently Mr. Yaler had seen him more than a favorite student and of course Zayn was too naive to know that so he ripped his towel off of him.. and tried to shove Zayn's face... you know where-"

I shut my eyes and hold my hand up cutting ashton off.

"Please... he wasnt" I couldn't make out the sentence with my head in my hands.

"A teacher walked in right then and saw the teacher forcing a dick in Zayn's mouth while he was crying and naked and intervened.. After that Zayn had to emergency transfer schools." Ashtons finishes with a long sigh.

"Why wouldn't he tell me that?" I ask feeling hurt but not for myself, for my poor baby.

"Because he's embarrassed only me and his mom knows, no one else. He's always been this dainty, innocent boy and he feels like he's less appealing with that happening to him, the shit that he's been through liam..." he explains making my heart hurt worse.

"I have to see him. I can't imagine living like that. He probably has been holding it back from me because he thinks I'll dump him or something!" I practically yell, standing up giving Ashton a quick side hug before leaving to go where I basically just left.

I knock on the door and Trisha opens it making my heart sink immediately, thinking about what Zayn told me last night. She's visibly tired, dark circles under her eyes and her face slightly sunken.

"Hey Liam! I thought you where a package, but come in" she says letting a small laugh out. I wave giving her a huge smile and ask her how she is doing even though I'm aching to see Zayn and just hug him.

"I'm doing okay Liam, thank you for asking but I'm sure I'm not the one you're here for. Zayn is upstairs still sleeping I believe but you can go in" she points to upstairs making my heart start to speed up.

I quickly thank her before taking the stairs two steps at a time and slowly open Zayn's door. He's still a bump in his blankets, mouth open, his body fully wrapped up in a blanket which makes me feel worse about leaving, he probably got cold..

I sit at the end of his bed, moving my hand up to brush his cheek softly, he stirs, big brown eyes fluttering before they meet my own.

"Leeyum?" He sounds sleepy and adorable just making me feel worse about telling him that I know his secret.

I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out and I can feel my eyes betray me and start to water making his sleepiness almost dissappear as he sits up cupping my face.

"What's wrong?" He asks bumping our foreheads. I avert my eyes from his own beautiful ones.

"I went home, my mom told me something she knew about you and then I went to Ashton.. he told me everything." I explain softly but I feel Zayn's tiny body freeze.

My heart sinks as he backs away from me, leaning against his bed frame he places his head into his hands and starts sobbing.

I pull him into my lab, hugging him as tightly as possible shaking from a few tears that have slipped out.

" I'm sorry I didn't tell you. " Zayn apologizes making me pull away to look at him, shaking my head hard.

"Don't you dare fucking apologize for someone else's actions. You are the same, beautiful person even after I found out about this. I don't see you a bit different." I mumur into his neck kissing it in an attempt to calm him down.

"B-but I'm dirty Liam" he sniffles butting my head slightly, burrowing into my chest. I squeeze him again.

"No. You're not. He is. You are still beautiful and innocent and mine." I assure him rubbing his back with my fingertips. A sigh releases his big, pink lips before he pecks my lips softly, cupping my cheeks to look up at me intently.

"You're the best thing that's happened to me in a long time" Zayn whispers brushing our noses. I grip his hips tightly.

"Toúche"

Um so that's that. Yes I want my story to have this emotion I don't want a basic ass plot where he drags him to some party and he gets practically molested by some guy and then Liam beats the guy up and then Zayn fears the guy for the rest of the story I cannot do that. Sorry.