My dear servant/Zarry

chapter 21

Author's pov:

Harry didn't know how to face Zayn. How Zayn will react by seeing him? Will he be happy or unpleasant?

So many negative thoughts were roaming his mind. What if he will be the reason for his health deterioration. He didn't know what he was feeling. It was a blend of depression, regret, hatred, love, anxiety and brokenness.

He didn't want to think anything, now. They arrived at the room. He took a deep breath before entering the room.

His heart sank when his eyes fall to zayn, he was squirming in the bed, eyes were clenched shut. He was scared and his face was pale. He was clenching the bed sheet as his life depended on it, the way he was breathing was scaring Harry.

Tears welled from deep inside and coursed down his cheeks. He let out some silent tears.

"Harr....harry, "Zayn muttered, clenching his eyes shut, it looks like his life depends on harry, which broke harry's heart. Without thinking twice, he ran to zayn and kneeled beside his bed.

" Zayn, yes I am here, babe. Talk to me." Harry said as he unclenched zayn's hand from the bed sheet, holds zayn's hand, intertwined his finger with the younger boy's, their hands fit so perfectly, which Harry might forget a long ago.

"Zayn babe, open your eyes. I am here." Harry said as he kissed zayn's hand, multiple times and stroked zayn's cheek to make him calm. The waterfall was appearing in harry's eyes by seeing zayn like that terrific. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were still closed. He was too scared to open his eyes.

Zayn calmed when harry kissed his hand. But he was scared to open his eyes, he was shaking in fear. He didn't want to see himself on that box again.

"Mr Styles, I think he is in trauma."Dr Joe said and gripped zayn's arm. He injected something on zayn's arm which made zayn's nerve slow down, and he stopped squirming, slept.

Harry's heart flinched when he found zayn was not moving, he was in a lifeless position.

" What happened to him? Why he is not moving? " harry asked restlessly by dabbing zayn's cheek slowly.

"Don't worry, Mr.styles, he is fine. I injected him to calm him down. He will be fine. He will wake up within an hour, and I think next time he will be calm." Dr Joe said as he gave a comforting hand on harry's shoulder.

Harry kissed zayn's hand and started to stroke his hair, he couldn't stop his crying. He wanted to cry loudly without caring for anyone, but sometimes deep inside, stopping him.

He was shaking due to sob, clenched tightly the hold of zayn's hand.

"Mr Styles, you can take a rest if you want, he will be fine. He is out of danger."

"No, no, I am fine here," Harry said as he holds zayn's hand more tightly.

He could never imagine zayn in this state. He wanted to give him pain but still, he didn't want to. The pain which zayn has given to him was unbearable but he never wanted to lose him forever. He couldn't be able to see zayn like that. It is killing him inside. He knew something in his heart which always pulled him towards this golden boy.

He started to weep slowly. Couldn't stop admiring the beauty of zayn. He is still looking glamorous in this state. His long eyes lash touching his rosy cheeks, his red lips, his sharp jawline, making butterflies started to fling on his stomach. He never fails to please him through his beauty.

"Mr Styles"

Harry heard a nurse called him, he wiped his tears and looked at her

"Yes?" Harry asked.