Do You Remember (Zarry AU) ✔️

Epilogue

Zayn had always admired Harry Styles.

He had all his albums and had watched all his films.

He felt a strong kinship to him. Felt like he understood the guy on a deeper level because of their life experiences.

Or what he knew of them anyway.

Like growing up self conscious, having anxiety and being bullied.

He'd never met the guy but he liked what he saw, what he had heard and he what he read about him.

He had never stalked him honestly.

He just liked what the lad projected out to the world since he was already famous.

An overnight sensation as the media called him.

He'd started drawing him when he was in High School.

He was sketching him in his books. He loved all his symmetry and angles.

That curly chestnut brown hair and those deep dimples.

Those beautiful intense green eyes.

When one of his friends saw the sketch pads, he'd suggested he paint him too.

So he started painting portraits of the lad.

Trying to capture some of his essence with black pencils and bright colors.

It had only been a hobby. Nothing more.

Like all the sketches and paintings he did of his family and friends.

Or so he thought.

But by the time he was 21 he was probably half in love with the lad without even realizing it.

He'd finished High School and gone to get his Art degree in College.

Still drawing and painting Harry but not as much as he used to because Uni was much more busier so he didn't have as much time.

But he kept up with Harry's career and growth.

The bloke getting fitter and fitter as the years passed by.