Earned It [zarry]

Chapter 5

Apart from the music, the restaurant was alive and probably a bit to fancy, clean, and clinical. Zayn wonders if it reflects the personality of the sex god who sinks gracefully into one of the silver and wood chairs opposite me. He blushes and runs his fingers through his hair, surprised at the direction of his thoughts. Zayn looks over the menu and thanks the waitress for giving them the water when she does. Harry says nothing, waiting patiently as Zayn got increasingly embarrassed and flustered. The raven haired lad finally plucked up the courage to look at him, only to see he's watching him already, one hand relaxed in his lap and the other cupping his chin and trailing his long index finger across his lips.

Zayn's eyes follow the finger for a bit before he's taking a sip of water "Sorry," he mumbles, "I'm not used to this."

"Take all the time you need, Mr. Malik" Harry says, and one of his dimples cave, and Zayn has to take another drink from his water.

Zayn sighs and he's temporarily pre-occupied by how attractive this guy is...again. He lets out a slight groan and covers his face with his hands. "Sorry, i'm just all flustered cause your a guy who's probably five years older than me, mega successful, and really attractive. Also, you asked me on this...lunch which is really similar to a date, and the last time I was on a date was when I had to do that stupid Valentine thing in year 12." he says as he smooths a stray lock of hair behind his ear.

Harry grins at that a bit and swishes his water around in the glass. His eyes fixed on Zayn's and his fingers still rubbing over his lips. Zayn half wonders if Harry's lips feel as soft as they look, but quickly ignores that thought and goes back to chugging down his water.

They stay in silence for a bit, and it gives Zayn enough time to get his thoughts together. They order their food and it comes to them quickly, they get refills on water, and Harry orders them a fancy sounding wine. The whole dinner thing goes great, and Zayn can't help but to feel a bit special that Harry keeps looking at him like that. However, the silence was getting a bit awkward so he decided to throw in some conversation topics.

"You're really young to own such a great business," he blurts out and glances up at Harry. "It must have been hard to like establish it and everything."

Harry just nods and shrugs a shoulder. "It was...my dad helped me a lot though. Of course I built everything on my image and things that I believed in, but he was kind of like my Yoda in the whole experience. It also has a lot to do with my team though. Once you get the perfect matching of workers you're basically set, so that's a huge part to the equation."

"Your dad sounds nice," Zayn says smiling at the thought of a younger Harry and his father bonding over boring business stuff. It made hum giggle a bit even.

"Yeah...he use to say..when you truly wan success, you'll never give up on it. No matter how bad the situation is." Harry pauses and gives Zayn the same serious stare from earlier. "Enough about me. I brought you out so we can make a deal."

"Proposition." Zayn repeats the word harry had said earlier.

"Yes," Harry says and he takes a swig of his wine, "first...tell me how your grades are. You're in college right?"

Zayn's eyebrows meet in the middle, confused why his academics were being brought up right now. "Uhm...well I have all A's and a B+..my gpa is 4.28." He see's the impressed look on Harry's face, and Zayn smiles proudly and continues talking. "I go to NYU....we at least I do for now.."

"But your grades are amazing. Why wouldn't you be attending?" Harry asked, with his eyebrows meeting in the middle, in a confused look that has Zayn swooning in the inside.

"Money issues...I live on campus, and my roommate is hardly even there. So I'm like paying for a two person flat all by myself. Along with textbook fees, class fees, food, and other things. It's just a struggle. Plus with the situation with my dad... That's why I do the...the club thing." Zayn says whispering the last part. He grabs his wine and sniffs it a bit before drinking. "And..and I also have an extra job as well. I work at the music shop. It's pretty popular in like the selling of music and stuff, but I still get paid minimum wage there."