My dear servant/Zarry

chapter 34

Author's pov:

Maybe it will be pleasing, or traumatic. Who knows how life after death can be. Maybe it is a kind of human emotion, except hate, which does not exist in that world.

The relaxed wind was hitting his body.

"Zayn" He heard someone scream.

He opened his eyes thought to be in an unknown world but out of his mind, he found himself hanging in the terrace where harry had tight gripped his hand. Harry had a tight grip on Zayn's wrist. Zayn can't let go of Harry's hand even if he wants to.

"Zayn, don't be afraid, I will save you," Harry screamed as he tried to pull him up.

"Harrah no, let me go, please" Zayn pleaded as he tried to free his wrist by curling his wrist from Harry which made Harry it more difficult for zayn to pull up.

"Zayn have you gone crazy?" Harry shouted at him with the rageful tune.
He pulled him up with his all of his force and stood on the terrace.

"I don't want to live here...please, I can't take all this pain," Zayn said, tears rolling down from his eyes. He was about to run again for the jump. But before he could do Harry gripped his wrist and pulled him towards him.

"Are you crazy? Huh? What are you going to do? Is the way you are going to take care of your daughter?" Harry scolded zayn with the sound of grief.

"No, Harry, I am human too, I can feel pain. I don't want...want to get hu...hurt all the time. I can't take all these...i...don't want to take all this pain. I have no strength. please, Harry.....please " Before zayn could complete his rambling Harry pressed his lips against zayn's trembling lips, by holding zayn's teary face.

Zayn at first got shocked but he melted on that kiss. His lips brushed his, softly, delicately, like butterfly wings, just long enough that Harry could inhale Zayn's breath, feel the warmth of zayn's skin. Zayn's nerve got relaxed, as he wanted it for so long. It seems his dreams come true.

Their breath was hitting on each other's faces after the kiss broke. Harry cupped zayn's cheek and started stroking his face. Zayn was looking so fragile that if harry will press a little bit more, he will be broken down. Zayn's eyes were full of tears so when he closed his eyes, tears fell from the corner of his eyes, loving harry's touch on his face.

"I don't want to live Harry," Zayn said almost in a whisper as tears fall from his eyes, staring at Harry with his big curious eyes.

That word sank harry's heart. He swallowed his saliva and without thinking twice he engulf zayn in a hug. He can't think to lose him forever. He can't believe if he would be a second later, maybe he could lose zayn.

"Daddy, please take care of me" Zayn mumbled on harry's chest.

This word hit Harry right in the face. Harry's eyes widen when he heard daddy on zayn's mouth. It seems like he got back his old zayn.

Harry hugged him more tightly and protectively. How can he let him go, now? He doesn't want to think about his revenge, anger anymore, especially not for now. He has to take care of this drunken boy.

He take his coat off and wrapped it around zayn's lanky body. Zayn was looking so small in his black suit.

He picked the trembling boy in his arm, bridal style and walked out of David's building. He made his way to the car and made zayn sit on the passenger seat. He started driving, his eyes were glued to the road, he just wanted to reach home as early as possible. His tears were full to the brim. His green eyes were red and his nose has turned red. He didn't know why zayn's word has hit his face this way. Or today he was going to witness some horrible experience.