Zayn POV:

I sigh for the millionth time today , it feels like forever and the bell still won't ring. English class is starting to get boring , I mean we already know how to speak and write so why should we learn our own language?

"Mr. Styles , I said no phones allowed in my class. " The teacher says gaining my attention.

I turn around to see that in fact Harry is typing on his phone. He finishes typing first before answering the teacher which is disrespectful as hell.

"And I say that your class is boring and I'd rather use my phone to get through it. " The whole class ow's at what Harry has said.

I furrow my eyebrows and clench my jaw in anger. Didn't his parents tell him that talking back to teachers and

older people is rude? He doesn't have any manners and my job has been to teach him some but it seems that he hasn't learned any yet.

The teacher clears his throat while Harry is looking at him with a smirk.

"Please , turn off your phone or I will take it. " I watch as Harry rolls his eyes and puts away his phone.

He crosses his arms over his chest with a huff and when he turns his head to the side , his gaze catches mine. I give him a look that means trouble before I turn around to look at the teacher.

The bell finally rings after what it feels like forever. I grab my backpack and walk out of the class without looking at Harry. I head to my locker to take something from it and on my way out I walk past the janitor's room.

I look behind me to see no one and I know that Harry walks by here so I quickly sneak into the room and wait for him to walk by the door.

After maybe ten minutes , I hear footsteps and a voice talking. "Okay , bye babe. " I already know that this voice belongs to Harry.

I open the door a little and look out to see Harry coming this way. When he is right in front of the door , I grab his arm and pull him in with my palm over his mouth to stop him from screaming.

I close the door and shove Harry , who is struggling in my hold , against the wall.

"It's me , now stop moving. " I order before slowly removing my hand from his mouth.

"Fuck Zayn! What the hell are you doing? " He gasps and glares at me.

"It seems like a certain little kitten still has claws. " I say and remove some hairs that have fallen in front of his face.

He licks his lips and his gaze turns a little nervous. "And what do you want now? " He speaks with an attitude which really sets me off.

I wrap my hand around his neck and squeeze a little to prove my point. "Listen here , the way you talked with the teacher earlier is fucking disrespectful and I don't tolerate that. I'm doing all of this from the start to teach you not to be the spoiled brat that you are. You don't want anyone to judge you , yet you treat people like pieces of shit. The fuck is your problem , Harry? " I spat in his face.

He is looking at me with wide eyes and his face pales a little. He is also trying to get me to let go of him due to the pressure I'm adding onto his neck.

"I-I'm sorry. "

Both of our eyes turn wide with surprise and shock. Did Harry Styles just say sorry? Did The Harry Styles who is known to be the spoiled brat just apologize? This has to be a dream.

I let go of his neck causing the skin to turn yellow from the grip I have had on it.

He seems to be still in shock from what he has said. He probably can't believe that he said sorry for the first time in his life.

"This ain't over , doll. " I kiss the side of his mouth and give him one last look before walking out of the small room. I leave the school with the thought that we have surely made progress.

"Zayn! Dinner is ready. " I hear my mom yell while I'm reading a book.

I sigh and take off my glasses and place them on the nightstand. I leave the room and head downstairs to find my parents waiting for me on the table.

"How was school today? " My father asks when we start to eat.

"It's the same , nothing new. " I shrug.

"So no new boys you like or something? I mean you didn't even tell us you have any crushes since you started high school. " My mother speaks up making me slightly uncomfortable.

I clear my throat so I won't choke on the food. "No , I only focus on my studies. " I answer.

My father gives me a look which means he won't let it go. "Son , you can't just dedicate your life to school. You need to go out and fave fun too , you know? "

I roll my eyes and look at him blankly. "I know dad , but don't worry. I'm good like this. " I love my dad I really do but he can be too much sometimes.

"Okay , I'm just making sure cause me and your mother are going out a little tonight and you're always home alone. " That catches my attention when he says they're leaving.

"You two just have fun , I will watch TV or read. " I shrug but inside I'm excited cause I will have the house to myself and that means Harry will be involved.

"Alright , we will go get ready. " They stand up after we all have finished our food and head upstairs.

"Zayn , we are leaving now. Do you need anything? " My father yells from downstairs.

"No , thank you. " I yell back and grin when I hear the door closes.

I send Harry a text that saying 'My house , now.' before I go downstairs and wait for him. He better not be late.

Half an hour later , I hear someone knocking on the front door. I open it to be faced with Harry who is looking at me with a bored look.

I mention for him to enter and he does. I close the door and turn around to see his back. He is wearing black leggings which shows his slightly thick thighs and a white sweatshirt.

"My room. " I say and he heads upstairs without looking at me.

I walk to the kitchen and take out a coke from the fridge before skipping to my room.

I walk in to see Harry is laying on my bed and playing with his hair. I hand him the coke and he opens it.

"So , what do you want? " He asks after taking a gulp from his drink.

"Did you forget that I said it ain't over yet? " I smirk at him.

"So you're gonna punish me? " He says it in a mocking way.

"Much better. "

I walk to my closet and grab a bag from it.

"Try this on , Lolita. " I say as I hand him the bag.

He gives me a confused look and takes the bag from me. His face instantly turns red after looking inside it and seeing what it contains.

"What the fuck? This is woman's underwear! Are you a fucking pervert? " He yells and throws the bag at my face.

"And what's so bad about that? " I act clueless.

"I'm a guy! Why are you giving me panties and booty shorts? " He gives me a dirty look and stands up.

"Now now , Lolita! You aren't actually a guy , and I'm the only one who is gonna see it. I don't see anything wrong with that. " I say and grab his arm so he won't be able to move.

"Plus , I remember that you don't have a say in that. You do what I want without questions. " I give him a daring look and let go of his arm.

He stays still for a moment just glaring daggers at me before letting out a sigh of relief.

He snatches the bag from the floor and stands up again. "Where's the bathroom? Cause I'm not changing in front of you. " I chuckle and point to where the bathroom is.

I wait for him on the bed for a while before I feel him walk back in the room.

My breath hitches when my eyes land on him. He is standing there with see through booty shorts while his gaze won't meet mine. He is shuffling on his feet like he is trying to cover himself with his hands.

"Come here. "

He slowly walks to me till he is a few steps away.

"You really look good in them. " I comment.

His eyes snap up to mine. "S-stop saying nonsense. "

"Fuck! Now look what you've done. " I point to my hard on.

He blushes so prettily and looks away. "I want you to act like a girl. "

He furrows his eyebrows in confusion. "I don't even like girls but I want you to act like one cause I know how humiliating it will be. " I bite my bottom lip teasingly.

"Or do you like the thought of that? " I wink when his face turns red.

"S-shut up , you're saying bullshit. " He shyly looks down. Oh , so maybe he really does? Even if he does , of course he won't admit it.

"Come here , Lolita. And fix the problem you created. " I order and get comfortable on the bed.

He walks over to me with a huff before getting down on his knees. I watch as he pulls down my sweatpants and takes out my dick.

He gives it a few kitten licks and then he gets to work. "Look at me. " I demand and he obeys.

"I bet your little pussy is so wet right now , isn't that true? " I purr while stroking his soft red cheek.

He whines and looks at me with pleading eyes. I take that as a yes and pull him up into the bed.

He lays down and opens his legs for me. "You have such nice silky and long legs. " I groan when I trail my hand over one leg and feel how soft it is.

I look at his face to see him sucking on his pointy finger. "Can't wait already , huh? " I chuckle at how desperate he seems.

I can see the hard on through his little shorts already. "Those hugs you well. " I complement as I take them off.

Now , he is spread out on the bed on display for my eyes only. "Such a good girl , aren't ya? " I hum when I see his pussy leaking out its juice.

I suck my middle finger before inserting it inside him causing him to moan out loud. "I love the voices you make. " I say with a slap to his thigh.

I pump my finger in and out of him while jerking him off at the same time. When I feel that he is ready for me , I lube my cock and get between his legs.

I push inside him slowly and hear the voices he makes from pleasure. "Fuck , your pussy is so damn tight around me , Lolita. "

He wraps his legs around me to take me deeper. I look down at him to see how beautiful he looks while he is getting fucked by me. I lean down and take his lips in a messy kiss.

I fuck into him faster while we are kissing here and there. He is still making his dirty voices when I hear a voice yell from downstairs.

"Zayn , we are home. " Both our bodies stiffen in surprise.

I snap out of my shock state and start to fuck him again.

"O-okay , mum. " I yell back before I shove my fingers in Harry's mouth to stop him from screaming or moaning.

When we both come , I pull out of him with a trial of cum connecting the tip of my cock to his pussy. I scoop some of his come and keep eye contact with him while I suck my finger off.

"Tastes good , now time for you to clean me. " I point at my own cock which is slicked with his juices.

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