When Harry went back to the room later that day, he found Zayn laying on the bed with headphones in his ears. The lad didn't take them off and Harry's presence was ignored for a while. On his side Harry was deep down in his thoughts. He noticed that Liam was clearly sad: he barely talked if not about his girlfriend, earning an annoyed stare from Louis every time he mentioned her. He didn't make any joke neither told one of his weird funny adventures. Harry really wanted to question him and now he felt the same way about Zayn.
But mostly his thoughts were focused on Louis. The way he spoke to him and the way he checked on him after that guy was so rude and offensive. The way his eyes burned and darkened every time he was saying something that made Harry blush. He wasn't really sure what he meant by 'we'll see about that'. He grabbed the sexual innuendo but was unsure about it because he felt like Louis didn't like him in that way.
-Hi Harry- Zayn said suddenly, removing his headphones and staring at him.
-Hey... I'm sorry I disturbed you...- Harry apologized.
-You didn't mate. This is your room as well; you shouldn't feel sorry. Me on the other side, I should be the one apologizing for ignoring you in these days- Zayn said. The sorrow in his voice was weird: Harry wasn't used to it.
-It's okay Zay... I just thought that you were a bit sad, but I didn't want to be nosy, so I just didn't ask you-
-Yeah it's been a couple of rough days...-
-Do you want to talk about it? - Harry asked sincerely.
-Not really- he answered, avoiding his stare –did you meet the others at the canteen? -
-I sat with Liam... and Louis- Harry replied, Louis name burning on his tongue and lips when he pronounced it.
-Hope Louis didn't bother you much- he said, forcing a smile. Harry blushed slightly and didn't say anything. Silence fell for a few seconds, before Zayn gathered the courage to ask what he really wanted to know.
-Were they fine? - Harry nodded, the impression that he just wanted to know about Liam now strong in him.
-Liam looked a bit down though. Just like you...- Harry dared to say.
-Well yeah we argued about his girl. You know, usual boys' stuff- Zayn dismissed, his voice almost cracking as he got up from the bed and turning to avoid Harry's stare.
-You... like her as well or something like that? - Harry asked shyly, hoping the lad wouldn't find him annoying.
-Yeah something like that. I'm gonna go now, see you later Harry or maybe tomorrow! - he said in a rush and then closing the door, not even giving the boy a chance to answer. For the first time Harry was there, Zayn had left without checking his hair first.
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BLUSHING//L.S.
Fanfiction-Look at the mess you are Harry, with those pink stained cheeks and glassy eyes, begging for more...- This is a ff I'm originally writing on ao3, but I decided to bring it here as well. Hope you enjoy it! TW: smut, violence, homophobic language.