Zourry Oneshots

Good 4 U

This is going to be based off of Olivia Rodriguez's song 'Good 4 U'

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3½ MONTHS AGO

"What, Hazza - wait no. Why -" Zayn had tears streaming down his face as Louis embraced him in a tight hold. They were all currently in their countryside home, meant to be relaxing away from the public eye. It was they're first time together in almost 3 weeks due to all of their separate tours, movie gigs, chat show appearances, etc. It seemed like they never got a moments peace. And now that they finally had, Harry breaks the news to them.

News that they never thought would happen to them, because the only ever happened to unhappy people.

Not them

"I've already said this thrice Zayn, I hate saying this as much as you hate hearing it," Harry inhaled and looked away, a stray tear escaping his eye, "I, I'm - I have to take a break. From this, from this life where I never get a moment of peace because I need to be in 8 places at once! And, I, well I er dont think my feelings are as strong anymore."

That's what broke the two other boys. Zayn and Louis both let out sobs hearing that someone they loved so much didn't feel the same about them.

Harry looked out the window and into the fields outside as tears fell from his eyes. "I just can't be here right now, I'm sorry" He went over to them, kissing both of their foreheads one last time.

And with that he picked up his suitcases and walked out of their home, leaving his sobbing ex-lovers embracing eachother on the couch

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THE NEXT DAY

'Whats happened in the Zourry House? Harry Styles spotted driving away from Cheshire Countrysidr home in tears late afternoon yesterday.'

'Has the Triad gone back to two? Find out more on page 6'

'Has Harry Styles finally been caught by husbands for alleged affair with Taylor Swift?'

Louis threw the newspapers across the kitchen, sending them flying and muddling up on the floor. It's not even been a day and those pesky reporters are getting they're claws into their business. How he wishes that sometimes he could live a normal life where only the few neighbours down the street knew his name. Louis turned to stare at the divorce papers sitting next to him that Harry had left.

He just sat there glaring at them until Zayn walked into the kitchen, puffy eyes and un brushed black hair all over his forehead. Louis had to admit he looked a state. Not that he must of looked much better. They both spent all night crying themselves to sleep, gripping into eachother in fear that the other one may leave them if the let go.

"Hiya love, coffees on the counter for you" Louis said, trying, and failing to give a cheery smile. Zayn repeated the movement, before running to the bathroom. A few seconds later Louis heard him being sick and rushed to see what was wrong with his husband.

Ryshing to the small toilet by the office, he found him hunched over the toilet, spewing his guts out with tears streaming down his face. His poor baby.

"Oh honey," Louis rushed over to Zayn and started instantly rubbing his back as he continued to be sick. "Here, are you okay? Im going to go get a cold compress and some ibuprofen, stay right here love. I WILL be back soon, yeah"

Louis then ran back to the kitchen, gathering everything he needed before once again rushing to the small bathroom off to the side of the office. Zayn had now stopped throwing up his guts and was instead leaning against the toilet bowl. He gave Louis a tired smile when he appeared in the door