Swear On You, My beloved! (ZARRY)

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"Nick, I really needed the study material for class today, man. Why did you miss it at home? How careless can you be?", Harry's frustrated voice sounded across the empty hallway. The two friends were walking around the corridors during their free time, while Harry was stressed because of his friend's pea-sized brain.

"Mate, c'mon. We do have about an hour before the next class. You can take a photocopy at the library. No big deal, you know", he replied nonchalant, annoying Harry more than he already was.

"Nick, you're really testing my patience right now. Why the galloping gremlins would I walk all the way to the other side of the university for a simple photocopy?", he sighed.

"Because you can't be on your professor's bad side. I don't have a problem with it, though. You need to be the goody two shoes. Not interesting, thank you", he rolled his eyes as they both made their way to the library.

"I don't like you at the moment. So, it's better you shut the hell up", Harry gritted his teeth while Nick laughed so hard.

"You're funny at times. Like when you're not almost drowned into your books. You can be a bit better, you know?", Harry ignored his presence as he started counting the steps, as though it would take him faster to his destination.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't looking", Harry apologized as he fell on his butt right near the entrance of the library, making Nick burst out into an uncontrollable laughter.

"That's only a little pebble, Harry. You're apologising to it? How clumsy can you be?", He hunched in laughter while Harry stared holes into his skull.

"It wasn't my fault but still I didn't want the pebble to be in pain. Saying sorry isn't a crime, Grimshaw", Harry snapped while getting up and dusting off the mud.

"Pebble in pain? Harry, you need to grow up", Harry walked ahead, ignoring his clown of a friend.

After scanning their ID cards, the two friends walked up to the counter to request for a photocopy.

"You can walk down the corridor and you'll find the room on your left", the librarian instructed as they made their way inside.

"How did this even get in my way?", Harry groaned in pain, as his long leg hit the door frame.

"It's there since the library was built. You need proper eyesight to notice it though. Now, that's debatable", Louis' sassy reply made everyone chuckle and Harry glared at the short man.

"Lou, be nice", Harry's eyes shifted to the guy next to him, as they just nodded at each other.

This has been their usual interaction. Just a slight nod of acknowledgement and nothing more. The two guys couldn't find it in them to converse with each other like normal people.

"What brought you here, your majesty?", Louis questioned sarcastically as Harry scowled at him.

"Definitely not your face. Just needed a photocopy", Harry mumbled an answer.

"Surely, you need photocopy only when it's our shift time. People might say you got a crush on me, Mr. Topper", Louis' teasing talk irritated Harry to no end.

"You're not my type. Sorry but not sorry to burst your bubble, Shorty", Harry's reply didn't make Louis happy.

"You brought it upon yourself, Lou", Zayn teased as Louis grumpily took the papers for xerox.

Harry would be lying if he said he didn't like Zayn. The guy was beyond gorgeous in his opinion. He had developed a crush on him when they met for the first time on campus two years ago in their Freshman year. But he never let himself think much about him because Harry was sure Zayn would never be interested in a boring bookworm like him.

On the other hand, Zayn adores Harry. He has a hard time taking his eyes off the most beautiful person he ever met. The slow talks, his innocent face and those green eyes dragged Zayn towards him and he doesn't seem to get away from them.

"Can't believe you're majoring in English, Zayn. Doesn't match with your leather jacket drug seller style, man", Nick spoke up after a long silence. "What the fucking hell?", he rubbed his arm where Harry hit.

"Speak good or better don't speak, meanie", Harry reprimanded as Nick only rolled his eyes.

"Your highness. Would you grant me the permission to know why you chose old soulless English to major?", Nick questioned sarcastically as Harry shook his head.

"That was the most boring two minute long question ever, Nick", Zayn chuckled while Harry just stared at the floor and Nick groaned in failed attempt. "Why don't you and your friend tell me what's interesting about Law and I'll probably tell you mine?", he coaxed as Harry's gaze moved from the floor to his brown golden eyes.

"Here. It's done. Now just get lost", Louis' annoying self came up again, as Harry thanked him.

"Let me quickly put it in a folder", Zayn said picking out a random one from the counter.

"Thank you", Harry whispered so low that he was surprised Zayn even heard it and nodded his head in response.

"I'm wondering -", Nick was cut off when Harry's phone vibrated in his hand.

"You go ahead. I'll join you later", Harry instructed as he walked to the side to pick up his phone.

"Hello, Gemma. How are you?", Harry spoke with a genuine smile on his face.

"I'm good, brother. I'm getting married in three weeks. Just wanted to let you know", she said happily but her tone was sad since she missed her younger brother.

"Congratulations, Gem. Can I come to your wedding? I just wanna see you once", Harry almost pleaded over phone, his voice inaudible to anyone who walked past.

"You know how dad is, Harry. I don't want you to get hurt", she sighed as Harry just controlled his tears since he didn't want anyone to notice his weakness.

"I know. I just wish he understood me. It really bothers me, Gem", he said truthfully.

"I know, H. I know", she muttered.

"Remember I love you so much. I'm just a call away always. Yeah?", he assured her as the perfect brother he was.

"I know, little bro. I can't always count on you", she replied happily.

"Talk to you later. I'm late for my classes, Gem", he excused and hung up without giving her a chance to speak anymore.

He just couldn't accept the fact that his father still hates him. He just wished things were never this hard for him. And that was when a lone tear slid down his right cheek and he didn't wipe it off since he was broken and there was no other convincing way to put it.

He pulled out a small photo of his family from his bag which instantly brought a smile on his teary face.
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