Zayn Malik
A young police detective from New York, who accidentally found a wounded young man in a dark, dirty alley, Like a normal person would do, he immediately helped the man. But as soon as the man woke up, he received nothing but curses and th...
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Just like what Zayn promised, he send Harry home before 7 a.m the next day. But every time they were separated, he always feel a gut-wracking sensation whenever he let him go.
"What time do you expect them to arrive?''
"By 8 am.."
"It's still 6:42 am.; can we spend 10 minutes in the car before you leave?" He reached out and squeezed his hand.
"Yeah.. There's something I also want to talk to you.."
He looked at him. "What is it?"
Harry took a deep breath. "I'm not sure where this thing will lead us, but I want to be honest with you.. I'm scared.. Not just because of my men, but also my rivals.. I may be able to control my men but not the other troops.. So, after this, promise me.. You will not text, or call me, and no communication with me in any way.. I will try my best to visit you secretly.."
Zayn gazed softened. "I totally understand your situation, babe. This is not an easy thing for you. You have people to protect, including your reputation.. But how long am I going to wait for you?"
"I don't know, but I will try my best--"
"Wait," He said, frowning. "So you're not sure yet? Do you mean there's a chance it'll be weeks, months, 6 months, or worse, years to see you again?" His voice starts to rise.
"I really can't tell, Z. It's not easy. To be honest, this is the first time I've gone out without an escort beside me, and when they return, it'll be the same routine again, so I can't be alone anywhere except in my room," Harry explains patiently. Hoping he could understand especially when he started to feel the irritation in his voice.
Zayn let go of his hand and averted his gaze. There is a one-minute pause between them. Harry is anxiously waiting of what he will say. But he admits that he was concerned about what he was going to say because he knew this man is capable of doing the unthinkable if things didn't go his way.
Zayn sighed. "Fine. I'll wait for you.. But.." He looked at him seriously. "I'm not gonna wait for a month Harry." His voice hardened in the last part.
"How about 2 weeks?"
"No, 3 days."
"No! A week!"
"4 days!"
"Zayn that's too soon! 8 days!"
"5 days Harry and that's final! Period!" He raises his hand implying that his no longer listening to another word from him.
"Ok fine!" He hissed. He doesn't want to argue any further since they only have a few minutes left. He looked at the time. "I have to go," He makes a quick look at him before he opens the door but Zayn pulls his arms. He turn around and Zayn kissed him. He immediately responded.
"I'll wait for you.." Zayn said while catching his breath after their lips parted. Harry nodded before he finally open the door and went out.
Zayn has no choice but to watch him walk away from him once more. His chest feels heavy watching him disappear.
Harry leaned against the door from the moment he went inside the house. Clenching his chest as he feels pain inside. He doesn't want to leave, but their worlds are different, and they each have a different set of responsibilities. And neither of them has any control over it. He was standing behind the door for a few minutes and when he thought his breathing is already steady, he went to his room and took a shower.
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Back in Zayn's place, he toss the key on the table when he arrived in his apartment and sigh. He entered his room and his eyes landed in his bed. It still has the trace of Harry's cigarette. The sheets and pillows are still the same as they were last night. He slowly picked up the pillow where Harry rested and took a deep sniff. That white sheet bears the imprint of his shampoo, which contains a trace of his cigarette smoke. Then he plopped in the bed. He already missed him. And he's not even sure if he can last 5 days without seeing him. But given the circumstances and differences, this situation is inevitable. Their world is distinct. And if they force everything to be in their side, the consequences are dire; it can change something more dangerous, worse, people lives. He is aware that Harry is trying to avoid that at all cost. He was well aware of how destructive his world can be. Much different to his. He sigh.
He wants to protect him and he doesn't want to put him in a position where he can say to himself that seeing him and knowing him was a big mistake. So, he needs to agree despite the protest he felt earlier.
