Harry POV:

"Okay class , don't forget the homework or your grades are gonna fall down. " The teacher says after the class has ended signaling the end of the day.

We all groan totally not pleased with having math homework. I mean who the fuck enjoys doing math?

"Fuck this shit , man. " Hunter curses grabbing his bag from the ground.

"Agreed , why do we have to be stuck with math when we can go out and get drunk? " I scoff standing up as well.

I turn my head to the side to see Zayn grabbing his backpack and about to leave. I wait for him to look at me like usual before he walks out of the class but surprisingly , he continues walking without even giving me a glance.

I frown while watching him walking out of the room and ignoring me.

"You leaving? Or are you gonna stand there all day? " My head snaps back to Hunter who is looking at me with a bored expression.

"No no , I'm coming! " I quickly grab my bag and walk behind him.

When he is about to head to the parking lot , I stop him.

"I'm walking home today. " I inform.

He looks at me confused. "What? Why? Don't you want me to drive you? "

I shrug my shoulders. "Nah , I haven't worked out in a while and my legs are starting to get weak. "

"Oh okay , I will call you then. " He pecks my lips before walking off to his car.

I sigh and turn around walking out of the school gate. Thankfully , the sun isn't that hot or strong so I won't get sick.

I kick a stone as I walk down the road thinking of the homework I need to do. I don't even know how to study math for me to fucking do it. What am I supposed to do , now?

Usually , I had Zayn to do it for me. I didn't have to worry about any homework because Zayn was there to serve me anytime I wanted but now the situation is different.

He has my life between his hands and I can't fucking do anything about it.

Lifting my head up with a groan in annoyance , my eyes land on a familiar guy walking in front of me. Hell yeah , this is my lucky day.

"Aye nerd! " I call out to whatever this guy's name is. All I know is that he is a nerd at our school that I annoy from time to time.

He turns around and I see his face pales when he realizes who is calling for him. I skip to him and give him a cheeky smile.

"W-what do you want? " He gulps nervously and I notice that he is trying not to make eye-contact with me.

"Well , you see.. the math teacher gave us homework and you know how I suck at it. So you know what to do or I will gonna ruin your pretty face. " I smile at him innocently and bat his cheek lightly with my hand.

His eyes widen and he flinches when I touch him. "O-oh , but I really have too much homework that I don't h-have time for anymore.. " He trails off.

My face expression changes too damn fast from sweet to evil. "So you are saying that you're not gonna do it? " I glare at him and speak through gritted teeth.

He looks down nervously and nods. I raise my hand and slap his face harshly. "But I said that you're gonna do it and that means that you are gonna do it. "

He tries to cower away from me but I knee his balls causing him to fall down and whine in pain. "You have no say in this , nerdy! " I spat.

"P-please leave me a-alone. " He begs and before I can say anything further I hear a car pull over behind me but I give it no attention.

"Oh you wish! " I let out an evil laugh and raise my hand to punch him but my hand is grabbed and a rough voice stops me.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? " Zayn growls making me gasp in surprise. I turn my head to the side in hesitation to find Zayn looking at me with rage all over his face and a scowl on his angry face.

Fear starts to run through my body but I try to cover it up as best as I can. "L-let go of me! This is none of your business. " I glare at him and try to snatch my wrist out of his hold but he only tightens it more.

"Oh really? I think it's quite the opposite , actually. " He hisses and tugs on my wrist pulling me closer to him.

He turns to the guy who is still laying on the floor. "You can leave now. " The guy doesn't have to be told twice and he is running down the road in no time.

I turn back to Zayn to see him glaring daggers at me. "Why were you doing this , Harry? Huh? "

I roll my eyes and let out a sigh of boredom. "I wanted him to do my math homework. " I answer.

He raises his eyebrows in a mocking surprise. "So you still haven't learned any manners? You still want others to do your work for you? What a pathetic brat! " He gives me a dirty look causing me to frown.

He turns around and drags me by the wrist behind him. "What do you want? " I yell trying to stand my ground and get him to let go of me.

"You are coming with me. " He says shortly before opening the passenger door for me and basically throwing me inside his car.

"Where the fuck are you taking me? " I argue when he starts the car.

"Will you shut your mouth for a second? " He gives me a side glare which scares me a little.

I huff and cross my arms over my chest while stomping my feet a little in annoyance.

After a while , Zayn pulls the car up in front of his house. I turn to look at him but he is already out of the car and walking to the front door.

"Oh wait for me! I'm not your dog! " I yell opening the car door and running behind him.

He looks back at me with a smirk after unlocking the front door. "Are you sure about that? "

He walks into the house ignoring me when he hears me gasp at his rudeness.

"Come on , up to my room. No one is home. " He orders and walks upstairs without looking back already knowing that I will be following behind.

He walks in his room and I walk behind him glaring at the back of his head. I watch as he starts to take off his clothes like it's the most normal thing in the world.

"What the hell are you doing? " I ask with my hand on my hip.

"Changing my clothes.. duh! " He answers while taking his pants off. I try my hardest not to lower my gaze below his chest.

"Come on , take a seat. " He mentions to the couch. I sigh and obey , I walk to it and take a seat.

He puts on a grey sweatpants and remains shirtless. He walks to his bed and lays down before grabbing a book from his nightstand.

His head turns towards me to find me looking at him like he has grown another head.

"What? " He raises an eyebrow.

"Why did you bring me here? " I ask throwing my hands up in the air.

"Oh my bad! I forgot to tell you. " He grabs the book and opens it not giving me attention.

"Take out your homework and start doing it. " He orders simply.

"Wait! What? "

He finally looks at me with a bored expression. "Like I said , take out your homework and do it. "

"Why would I do that? I'm not a child so you can't tell me what to do! " I argue back. I lean back into my seat and give him a smug look.

"But you're my fucking bitch , so I can tell you whatever I want and you do it without questioning. " His mood turns real quick and the aura around him turns into a dark one.

My breath hitches and I lower my gaze. "B-but I don't even know how to do math. " I whine.

"You will figure it out. " With that he turns back to his book leaving me to my misery.

I grab my backpack with a glare and unzip it. "I hate you! " I hiss before taking the notebook out.

"The feeling is mutual. " He replies back without looking at me.

I huff and open the book carelessly. "Huff and puff all you want , but you are still gonna do it. " I hear him chuckle.

"Dick. " I whisper.

"Bitch. " He says back.

"Asshole. "

"Brat. "

"Jerk. "

"Hoe. "

I give up and let him win because I know he is gonna win anyway. I stare at the homework like it's written in some none existing language. What the hell is this?

An hour later , I'm almost crying from frustration. I have begged Zayn to help me countless times but he just ignores me and continues to read his book like I'm not even here.

"Zayn! " I whine placing the book beside me and looking at him with a desperate look.

He stays silent and doesn't give me a glance. I huff and stand up and walk to him. I get down on my knees beside his bed where he is laying down.

I trail my hand down his chest till I reach the waistband of his sweatpants. "Zaynie? " I feel him shiver and finally he sets his book down and looks at me.

"Yes? Why have you been whining like a bitch? " He asks strictly.

"Cause I want you to help me with my homework! Please? " I give him my best puppy dog eyes.

He stares at me with a blank look but I'm going to change that. I trail my hand lower till I rest it on his crotch. I palm the area slowly and watch him as he bites down on his bottom lip.

"What do you think you're doing? " He looks at me with a suspicious look.

"Convincing you? " I look at him innocently and bat my lashes.

He stays still and doesn't push me away. I take it as my chance and pull back to turn him around and make him face me.

I lower his sweatpants along with his boxers down his legs. I take his cock in my hand and start to stroke it.

I see him closes his eyes and throws his head back. I lean down and take him in my mouth completely. It's a challenge but thanks to my gag reflex that always cooperates with me. He has a monster cock.

He grips my hair in his hand and starts to fuck my mouth not caring about my saliva that's dripping down his balls.

"Oh fuck! You deep throat so damn well. " He groans when I tighten my throat around him.

I hum around him which sends some vibration through his cock. He moans when I suck on his balls while stroking him. I lick his head and make eye-contact with him.

"A proper slut , goddammit. " He smirks and forces my mouth open and shoves his shaft down my throat.

A couple more strokes and he is coming down my throat and I swallow it all. He breathes heavily as he comes down from his high.

He points at his cock which is slicked with saliva and cum. "Clean it. " He orders.

I lick him clean before standing back up.

"Now , will you help me? "

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