"If one day I woke up with you right beside me, like all of this was just some twisted dream, I'd hold you closer than I ever did before. And you'd never slip away..."

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Harry

Me, Heineken, and Niall exchanged glances after watching Zayn's painful outburst. I would've never done that to Corona. Especially around the kids.

Heineken was a cool kid in my book. He never meant to yell at his sister as he did in the car. And he said he thought all of us would be good enough to date Corona. But I was the one who wanted to do that the most. I know Niall and Liam were interested in her a little, but Zayn and Louis had no interest.

I was the only one who wanted to really get hooked with her.

She was just so beautiful. And caring. She was brave, and determined. She was giving a lot up just so she could provide for these kids.

"What's wrong with Zayn?"Liam asked while walking over, holding Brayden upside down over his shoulder. The child was giggling and pounding on his back.

"I dunno, mate. He got really mad at Corona for some reason. I didn't hear their conversation."I replied.

Louis looked at his watch."We gotta get going. School's about to start and Fort Lauderdale isn't as close as you want it to be."He informed.

Liam set Brayden down and I picked up Lisa. She started to play with my hair, giggling. Then she pried one of my eyes open. Thankfully she didn't poke it out.

"I like your eyes. You and Daddy Zayn have pretty eyes."She cooed. I cocked a brow.

"Daddy Zayn?"I echoed.

I looked back at the boys as we walked towards Corona.

She looked up at us and quickly wiped away some tears. "Daddy Zayn?"I repeated to her questioningly, wanting an answer. Corona stared at me and sniffled.

"I really don't want to talk about it..let's just say Zayn is making me go against everything I've ever learned."She grunted. I nodded and we walked back to the car.

I really didn't want to go back into the trunk. It's so dark and tightly packed. Corona opened the trunk and motioned for me to get in. She leaned in and smelled it. "Oh geez. It smells like something died in here.."She breathed.

"Something did die. My ability to stay in tight dark rooms without panicking."I stated grimly.

She looked back at me then crawled into the trunk."I can imagine..Alright, when we drop off the kids, we'll switch spots because you are currently wearing your uniform and I don't want you to wrinkle it or make it smell terrifying. No arguments. I'm doing it."Corona said as she hopped back out of the trunk. I nodded softly and sat down.

"You'll have to pop the trunk open when we stop because I can't hear anything."I replied, swinging my legs onto the black felt floor of the trunk.

She nodded and closed me in.

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The car stopped, but I couldn't tell whether we were at our destination or at a red light. Then I heard a thump on the trunk. It popped open and I stared at Corona. She motioned me out."Time to switch. Get out."She barked.

I nodded and slid out, cracking my knuckles and neck. As I stretched, she plopped into the trunk. She was small, she had more space in there than me. I raised my brows in surprise. I closed the trunk and smiled at her.

When I got into the car, my arms were crossed and I scowled at Zayn.

"Daddy Zayn."I seethed mockingly.

Zayn's sullen eyes turned dark quickly."What's your opinion got to do with any of it, eh mate?"He growled lowly, not trying to raise his voice. He never did like to yell at us for any circumstance. It made him feel like a monster..

"I don't know who you think you are, but we all know how much I'm into her. And I'm not going to let you ruin that chance for me, you bloody wanker!"I yelled, clenching my hands into fists.

Zayn slowly accelerated speed in anger."I don't give a fuck about your feeling, Harry Edward Styles. And I'm not going to argue any more on this subject. BUT IF YOU RAISE YOUR FUCKING VOICE AT ME AGAIN-"He slowly began to yell back at me.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT? YOU'RE SUCH A CUNT, SO FUCKING SELFISH."I hissed.

Zayn suddenly lost all remorse that could've existed in his body. Shit, I'm fucked.

His jaw clenched and he ran his tongue over his incisors, eyes dull and full of nothing but intimidating carefree rage.

"You wanna know what I'll do? One day I'm going to strangle you to death. Or maybe I'll slit your throat. Listen to you choke on your own blood. Something stupid I won't regret. She doesn't reciprocate shit. So why should I? Haha...it's just trying to consume me from the inside. The insanity of loving someone who just doesn't want to love you back. You sure as hell don't know how it feels Harry. Every girl you've ever met loves you."

There were some exceptions. But we kept quiet.

"She's that one woman who can resist me. I can't stand it. I want her so bad."He began clawing at his hair as he stopped at a red light.

"She's fine with you, or Niall. Maybe Lou or Liam. But she just can't look at me the way she looks at you four. Is there something wrong with me? I'll do anything..or maybe I just shouldn't bother. I suppose we all preferred the Zayn Jaavad Malik that hated that woman with all his mind and soul. Just die on the inside. Let her love corrode my sanity like an acid I can't get rid of..."

Zayn

Harry stopped yelling at me afterwards. I was twitching and trying to keep down the tears searing my throat. My heart ripped in two. I gripped the steering wheel and squeezed my eyes shut, breathing in and out through my mouth rapidly before gaining composure.

I looked up and opened my eyes, seeing the school not too far ahead. All I wanted was to get out of this car and go somewhere they couldn't hear me cry. I don't feel like a man. How could I be a man if I can't handle my own emotions? Unable to stay on track after one girl rejected me? That's not a man. I doubt it.

If I could, I'd just wipe myself clean of all emotions I had for Corona Gold..

So that I could think straight.

Her eyes..her soft skin, her hair, her smile, her body. Every bit of it was intoxicating.

A drug I didn't want to get rid of. Throwing me into a whirl of a world where nothing I saw existed. Just pure ecstasy. When she set her hands on my body last night, her soft wet hands on my bare chest, I felt something amazing. At the moment it had been a foreign feeling that warmed the pit of my stomach, one that teased at my restraints, it beckoned me to lean in closer and let her use my body to her will. That foreign feeling made me crave her. From her mere touch.

And now that the name of that foreign feeling was smack dab in front of my eyes, I regretted ever feeling it when a more familiar emotion racked my brain at her reaction.

What use is love when you have nobody who reciprocates it the way it flows through your veins?

Pain is the only emotion I can comprehend, the only emotion as ancient as the marrow in my bones that I'm familiar with. It's the only emotion I can stand, because it just reminds me what love and joy brings in this world..

Nothing but hell.

I pulled into the parking lot and everyone filed out. I was last. I looked in the rearview mirror, watching as Harry let Corona out of the trunk. Their conversation was inaudible from in here, but that big stupid smile on Harry's face said it all. I heard her laugh, it was muffled but it was clear. Harry reached over with his big hand and brushed a strand of her black hair out of her face. She leaned into his touch, a tinge of pink on her beautiful mocha cheeks.

Harry gave her the typical schoolboy crush gaze, emerald eyes wide with a puppy love look about them. She giggled shyly, making me dig my nails into my arm to keep myself from going batshit crazy. He leaned in and I thought he was going to kiss her.

But he placed a kiss on her forehead and she pecked his nose with a grin. He nodded and ran off to the boys. I directed my gaze down as Corona walked past the car towards the front doors of the large school. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her stop. She turned a little and tilted her head in confusion. She gazed at me in the car from a minor distance. My lip quivered, and my nails dug deeper into my arm.

"CORONA! COME ON!"I heard Louis call for her. She called back and dashed over, leaving me be.

I cried softly, pressing my head against the steering wheel. I heaved shakily, my ribs clattering silently. I let out a louder exasperated sob. I just had to let this out before I ended up breaking down.

After I finished, I ran a comb through my hair and smoothed out my uniform.

I stepped out of the car and looked at the boys, hoping my eyes weren't bloodshot red. Alpha Male Zayn doesn't cry. And nobody needs to know I did.

Niall

Me and Corona skipped into the main office. The halls were empty, I just assumed that everyone was in class, since we were late. We received our schedules. We had the same core classes, and Gym. But our other electives were scattered about.

"Your books are in your lockers, here are your locker combinations. The uniforms are to be worn all throughout the week, but you do not have to wear it on Friday, you may dress in whatever you'd like."We nodded in understanding.

We dashed to our lockers. I watched as Corona pulled her uniform from her uniform. The skirt was..a lot shorter than what we expected. Her face flushed maroon."Uh.."

"I'll smack you with a ruler if you get detention."Harry blurted out, gulping down his words with a very red face. He grabbed his schedule, checked it, then rushed away to find out where class was.

Zayn mumbled a slur of profanities, rolling his eyes. He handed Corona his uniform jacket, not smiling. Not saying anything. Even though she smiled at him for it. She disappeared to put on her uniform in the bathroom.

"So...Daddy Zayn."I giggled, wiggling my eyebrows. Zayn gave an annoyed groan. I slid to his side and massaged his shoulders seductively.

"Oh Daddy Zayn!"

We started laughing, holding our stomachs from the lack of air.

A/N|| Sorry for the forever wait. And for no Louis and Liam POV. I'm a terrible person. I've just been working on my other books. And my ideas for what's going to happen when these guys get to school went kaput. So I have a writer's block for this book. Feel free to suggest anything. ANYTHING. Besides inserting you in the story. I don't do that.