The Silver Veil

Chapter 12

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As they both were memorized by each other, their foreheads jointed, Harry's hand wrapped around Zayn's neck, and Zayn's hand wrapped around his waist. Zayn's back pressed on the tree while Harry's whole body pressed on Zayn.

A ringing bell of Harry's phone bought them out of their bubble as Harry looked at the caller id and detached himself from Zayn. Zayn let him go as Harry talked on the phone. While Harry talk, Zayn observed him a smile tagging on his lips but suddenly a rushing voice from the bush made him suspicious.

Zayn frowned and looked around trying to look for someone, anyone who was suspicious enough but not being able to find anyone. He glanced at Harry who was still talking on his phone. Zayn took out his phone and shoot a text to Liam. Telling him to stay alert about everything.

"Zayn?" Harry called out for him as he turn around this time, Harry had a little smile on his face and he looked a bit hesitant.

"Yeah?"

"Do you wanna go to my house?" Harry asked with hope in his eyes, he doesn't exactly know why he was taking Zayn with him but he want to and he thought that was enough for now.

"Isn't it to early to have me in your bed?" Zayn said as he wiggle his eyebrow towards Harry.

"My shoe is ready to hit you again!" Harry counter with a playfull glare.

Zayn chuckled and finally nod his way as today he would love too. Harry smiled, taking Zayn's hand in his own and walking towards the cafe parking lot, a smile tagging at both their lips.

It was easy, Zayn has to admit. It was easy to show affection toward Harry of all people. Easy to follow him anywhere until he hold his hands and led him. It was easy to just hear his bubbly laugh and not get bored with it.

But it shouldn't be easy. He doesn't be feeling this way. He shouldn't even go with Harry without actually knowing where they were going but he doesn't care he doesn't care if he has to save himself from someone on the way. Fight some mob boss or even some gang people to save both their asses cause it was Harry who was leading him somewhere and he doesn't mind going, even if it fire.

Harry opened the door of his Porsche 911 GT3 for Zayn and let him slide in it. Zayn bit the inside of his cheek to stop the smile from appearing as he looked at Harry, didn't mind that it was supposed to be the other way around but he liked it, so he didn't comment on it. Harry jogged towards the driving side of the car, sliding himself in and starting the engine as they drive through the evening of a beautiful day.

During the whole car ride, Zayn has to resist the urge to hold Harry's hand in his own as Harry's one hand rests on the driving wheel and the other rests on the gear shift. Shows off his sexy vines and the muscles flex every time he turns the wheel to change the gear.

For now, Zayn just admires Harry's driving skills while he would keep stealing glances his way. A moment of peace settled in him as he thought about how he won't mind driving into the unknown for the rest of his life but it was just too much to ask for.

After a drive of more than 10 minutes, they were in front of a gateway that look massive as they sit in Harry's Porsche 911 GT3, Zayn looked around the place to see several cameras planted everywhere. He took note of every one of them as he turn to Harry who had rolled down his window and was greeting the guards as they open the doorway.

Walking in the first thing you see was a massive fountain, made of some old important stone that Zayn couldn't name well. Moreover, some naked angels were standing or lasing in each other's arms, pouring the water into the little pool and the cycle repeats itself.