Swear On You, My beloved! (ZARRY)

6

"You stole my heart a long time ago and you never gave it back"

Zayn folded the note carefully, determined to make his curly boy smile alot today. He knew the way he left yesterday wasn't right but he needed the time to think and decide how to make Harry fall in love with him. He knows Harry blames him for everything that happened over an year and a half ago. But honestly, Zayn never let it bother because Harry's anger doesn't hurt him. Call him cheesy but he once read somewhere that we only get angry with our closed ones, so he doesn't get hurt or annoyed by his green-eyed Angel. Harry misunderstood that he only started loving Harry after the incident, but Zayn had fallen in love with him long before that. He was a goner for the curly haired lad even before they had officially met.

"Welcome to our personal hell for the next four years", Louis' dramatic intro made Liam and I chuckle.

"Why can't you ever be a little serious, bro?", Liam questioned as Louis just rolled his eyes.

"Louis and serious? Mate, you know that's never gonna be a combo ever", Zayn replied coolly as the three friends made their way towards the main building.

"C'mon what are you even getting by being so serious all the time? Live a little, guys. I'm almost ashamed to call you both my best mates", he huffed as Liam flicked the back of his head. Zayn opened his mouth to reply but was stopped when his eyes fell upon a handsome curly haired guy who stood talking with a blonde guy. The way his dimples deepend as he laughed to something the other guy said had Zayn's heart skipping a beat. He was so entranced by the mesmerizing beauty that captured his heart in an instance. Zayn's eyes didn't drift away even once until the two friends walked away, far from his sight.

"Zayn, you ok mate? You kinda spaced out I believe", Liam asked pulling him back to reality.

"He's just mesmerized by the uni, bro. Let him enjoy his happiness until it lasts", Louis said as Zayn just followed his friends silently but his mind was replaying the Angelic face repeatedly until he possibly memorised his whole face.

The next couple of weeks kept him busy on his toes as he almost forgot about the curly haired lad who took his breath away.

"Zayn, mate. Can you just pass on these notes to my cousin? You've got a free period but I don't and he left these with me, yesterday", one of his classmates, Michael requested.

"You owe me one, Mickey", Zayn said in a teasing tone.

"I hate that name and you know it. But I'll let it slide for once", Michael huffed as Zayn laughed.

"What's your cousin's name, by the way?", Zayn asked as the guy forgot to give the details. Michael facepalmed on his forgetful nature.

"Harry Styles. Freshman. Law", he announced, running towards his next class, as Zayn scrunched his nose at the boring name.

"Who even names their kid, Harry? Such a boring one", he mumbled walking in search of the Law department.

Once Zayn reached there, he started looking at all the faces, searching for anyone who could look like a Harry. But he couldn't and sighed, deciding to call out the name loudly and whoever it'd be could come forward themselves.

"Harry Styles", he hollered in the corridor, as everyone looked towards him wondering why a madman was screaming in the middle of a busy corridor. Yet no one moved from their place and Zayn got annoyed.

"Where the fuck is this old ass guy?", he mumbled to himself. He was already annoyed by the uninteresting name and now he was also lazy. Not a good combination.