the entire drive to zayn's apartment is eminently quiet. the first half of it consisted of harry's soft sniffles as the man tried his best to calm himself down. still quite shaken by the occurrence that took place merely minutes ago. harry is still feeling slightly panicked. relieved to have gotten out of there mostly unharmed but, the shock remains racking his body with nerves. the uber driver kept checking on him through the rear-view mirror in concern for his passenger who's clearly in distress. though he didn't say anything, guessing that the man needed some peace.which he did, therefore he stayed to himself the whole ride to his destination. when they eventually arrived to the location, harry thanked the uber who politely saw him off and told harry to stay safe. the brunette nodded and watched as the car took off, leaving him standing in the apartment lot. harry stood there a while longer, in order to compose himself. he did not want to see zayn like this, it's probably pointless because he'll notice something wrong the moment he lays eyes on him. that man has a way of seeing right though harry, always being able to deduce how he is really feeling versus what is being said.
once harry feels as though he's decent enough he forces himself to head to the apartment, not wanting to stand outside alone any longer. upon reaching the door, he takes a deep breath as he raises his fist to knock softly. while harry waited he stayed unnaturally close to the door, glancing around and tapping his foot anxiously on the pavement. like someone was going to grab him and drag him away. fortunately the sound of the lock turning and the clicking of the door opening up eased his mind. harry turns his head back to meet the man's gaze.
soft hazel eyes illuminate as they land upon familiar emerald orbs, a smile immediately adorning his face. harry wants to return the gesture as over the moon as he is to see him, yet that does not turn out to be his immediate reaction. rather he begins to feel overcome with emotion. when seeing zayn's smiling face, and knowing that he would never have to worry about a thing ever again as long as he is here with him. that he was safe with him, cared for, and that he was loved. it's only things he'd been missing and here he could have it all back.
before zayn can manage a word out, harry springs his body forward hauling his arms around the raven's shoulders. zayn wraps his arms around the brunette, a bit surprised at the sudden action but accepts him with a welcoming embrace. he stumbles back slightly but instantly regains his balance as harry buries his face into the curve of his neck. zayn chuckles delicately rocking them slightly from side to side.
"someone's happy to see me." he comments jokingly with a warm smile. it's only a moment later when he feels his neck becoming damp and harry's body faintly trembling, that zayn realizes the brunette is crying. his smile drops slightly and he rubs at his back soothingly. "you don't have to cry, i'm right here, it's okay."
"z-zayn," harry's voice cracks. he holds onto the man tighter, his eyes squeezed shut firmly but not preventing the tears from slipping through the cracks and dripping on the raven's exposed neck. zayn frowns, continuing to comfort him.
"what's wrong?" he asks, patting gently at his back wanting harry to look at him. the brunette stays pressed against his neck sniffling for a while longer. zayn can still feel him shaking under his touch, visibly distressed. he wondered what got harry so emotional. what happened and why did he appear to be upset?
zayn initially thought that he'd just been happy to see him, though now he senses that something is wrong. but what? the raven rubs his back gently a few more times before slowly starting to pull away that way he can look him in the eyes. harry's eyes are glossy, slightly reddened while his lips are pressed together. zayn brushes his finger over his flushed cheek. "c'mere."
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Fanfictionwhere harry and zayn have a baby together but they end up going their separate ways. with a twist. copyright © niazddavajkilam 2021