INSANE ||Zarry||~ON HOLD~

You made me Strong

Zayn stood there, still processing what he heard. For a second there he wondered if it was his paranoid mind playing games but when he looked at her, he sure enough saw her laughing at something funny Harry told, all along her eyes trailing only on Zayn.

An unidentified emotion swirling in her irises.

He could not believe he let his doubting mind give it a break for one moment, all because he got hoodwinked by a really beautiful smile.

But then again, it dawned upon him that he was also the weaker one when it came to say no to a gorgeous face.

As both Harry and Aaliyah finished setting the table, Harry looked at Zayn amused and asked, "Hope you aren't goin' to stand and eat mate"

Zayn just shook his head, still trying to decipher what happened.

As they served food to each other, he noticed Harry and Aaliyah sinking into an unsaid comfort that he once had with Harry.

Dinner wasn't particularly silent with Harry whispering his jokes to Aaliyah, her loud melodious laugh now stinging at Zayn's ears, Harry taking particular interest in watching Zayn eat even when he was talking to her newly found friend, their secret stares they shared knowing very well that Zayn sat there.

Zayn kept to himself and fiddled around with his food when he felt a foot knocking with his own.

He felt the foot slowly trail up his leg, leaving behind a path of unattended tingles. He could feel eyes on himself, just wasn't too sure which pair of eyes they were, too scared to look up or down.

So he continued staring at his plate.

"You've been awfully quiet Zayn...", declared Harry.

"Don't tell me you're awkward now because of my new girlfriend". And he burst out laughing.

The foot was now at his knee and Zayn could feel the heated red splotching his face.

"Ofcourse not mate. Why do ya think I'd be awkward?". He cleared his throat out of uncomfort.

He could feel the foot now dangerously close up his thigh and he was now sweating. He turned his head and glared at Aaliyah.

She just smirked at him with an innocent nod of her head.

The heat in his collar almost made him suffocate and he suddenly shot up before her foot could go any further to raise suspicion.

"I'll bring the dessert."

He almost sprinted out of the situation and leaned upon the counter, catching hold of his breath.

He stood there realizing how much this girl has control over him.

He had only ever let his heart out to her in words scripted on papers, even then he could feel those letters directing him how he acted.

He remembered the need to always tell Aaliyah what was going on in his life, how he could arrive at solution, somethings he could write it all to her but never say it out loud to Harry even though he loved Harry so much.

He could now see himself spilling all his fears tp her, slowly revealing himself open to be read by an anonymous girl. He now realizes how much he had made himself weaker in front of her without realizing.

Suddenly he felt soft fingers on the back of his neck. He shuddered and turned back to come face to face with none other than Aaliyah.

Anger surged through him as he pulled her hand away from his neck and dropped it.