can't help falling in love {zarry}

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heyaaa my beautiful people. how have y’all been?

i decided not to write one-shots anymore but i just luv them so much, i can’t resist. besides, it is my only way out from depression bc high school fucking sucks. also, i’ve been working on my second novel (not wattpad, the typewriter one) yeah, i wanna be a writer but idk what am i doing with my life majoring in maths.also my debut novel didn’t suck as much my wattpad stories do and i assure you my english and vocabulary is much better there.

anyway this would be a boyxboy story with a brief description of mature content and fluff. hope you like it besties <3

also, pls if you’d like read the end note.

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I don’t know how you are so familiar to me- or why it feels less like i’m getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I’ve known you before, I have loved you before- in another time, a different place- some other existence.

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Zayn ran a finger through his hair with a short streak hanging on his forehead. He was excited yet nervous while waiting at this extremely fancy restaurant for his date to arrive. The restaurant was indeed very organized and exactly did the arrangement as Zayn asked them to. Romantic violin music, champagne, rose petals and some sunflowers because that flower meant something to them. His boyfriend of 6 months, well exactly 6  months and that was the reason he set up this fancy date, he always claimed Zayn to be his sunflower and right after that Zayn got a sunflower tattoo on his neck.

His smile grew wide as he saw his date entering the restaurant. He was dressed in an olive green jacket with a plain white t-shirt inside and black skinny jeans and he was the prettiest human Zayn claimed to ever see with those pretty emerald eyes of his, dimples and a mop of curly hair which he now let grow and reached below his shoulders.

He reached to the table where Zayn was sitting, softly waving at Zayn but Zayn just stood up instead and kissed his boyfriend briefly and pulled back the chair for him to sit.

“Hey.”

“Hey love.” Harry, his boyfriend spoke up, and took out a pair of sunflowers from his bag handing it to Zayn, “Happy 6 months.”

Zayn smiled, grabbing Harry’s hand, receiving the flowers from him and placed a soft kiss on the back of him palm. “This nail colour looks lovely on you.”

“Thanks.” Harry smiled genuinely, looking back at his green and yellow painted nails.

“You yourself look very fine Zayn.” He complimented, checking out Zayn’s black suit and the freshly ironed crisp white shirt inside.

They were always like this, comfortable yet flirty with each other and constantly complimenting each other’s gestures and looks.

They made a conversation and started going through the menu where Harry ended up ordering some spicy spaghetti and Zayn ordered some basil baked pasta and some fries as a common for both of them.

“O lala, champagne. We mostly have beer or red wine at home dates.” Harry said cheekily.

“Well it was our half year anniversary and we’re quite old to have beer on formal dates.”

Harry laughed, “Hush, we’re only 32.”

“Sure, sure Styles. Its still quite old.”

The rest of their date went amazingly but Zayn was more interested in what was going to happen afterwards. He already did book a hotel room for later part of the night where Zayn was ready to give his all to Harry.