Golden

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    It goes and it's golden.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        And I hope you'll still be fine...

Harry alternates between pressing the doorbell and banging on the door in vain as if to make it open quickly as he waits outside.

He is a mess frantic with emotions finally at its peak and ready to be flowed out of him, bursting him open, exploding. He feels so mad but numb at the same time that he reckons he wouldn't even feel it if it were to actually happen.

When the door opens; Zayn is standing at the other side looking unaffected and as cool as ever, it makes Harry wonder if he was waiting for him after all this.

"What the fuck Zayn? Why are you doing this?" Harry asks without wasting a time and feeling agitated.

Zayn's face hardens at the question. "How do you know?"

He just cards his fingers through his hair restlessly and shrugs it off eager to know what he came here for; he won't tell that Niall told him. Zayn is smart enough to figure it out.

"Zayn! Zayn! Listen," Harry quickly steps towards Zayn to get closer after a beat and grabs at him, the distance between them bothering him.

"Z, don't do this!" He pleads.

Harry knows he must look crazy with red rimmed eyes and looking paler than ever after hearing the news. He feels antsy as he finally grabs the front of Zayn's top.

"I love her and you should go," Zayn states.

Harry looks shockingly at him unable to believe what he heard.

"No!! No-no!! Zayn you can't," he mutters trying to make Zayn listen to him and he kisses Zayn before he even realizes what he is doing. As if it would make any difference.

"What the fuck Harry?"

Harry looks pained as Zayn pushes him a little breaking their kiss, his lips stinging from the kiss. It's too much to take and his head and heart hurts. He doesn't know why Zayn is so adamant to do it suddenly and he breaks down then.

Zayn looks at Harry as he starts sobbing not being able to control it anymore.

"Zayn you can't do this, it's not fair," He swipes at his cheeks to dry them as he tries to convince him. "I love you. We love each other."