We'll Be A Fine Line (ZARRY)

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I just came home after going out to refill my fridge with alcohol. I brought two packs of beer And ciggarattes . I also do weed but not often.

I mean living alone all day at home, what better can you do other than drinking your ass off.

And before you ask, what I do. Let me tell you ,I am not going to answer that. Not yet.

I locked my car in the basement parking,and turned around to leave. I shock my head laughing at the couple that is making out in front of me , before the girl dragged the boy to the stairs.

'someone's getting tonight.'  I laughed at my thoughts. But the girl felt oddly familiar,like I have seen the face somewhere. I brushed it off and left.

I took the lift and press level 1. I know I know. But why waste energy when you have electricity.

I saw the other people getting in and ignored their scared and annoyed faces. They think I am a criminal and a rouge.

Which I am in one way, I mean I just came out of jail and people here knows that. But I decided to ignore them just like they does with me.

I was in my apartment,. drinking as usual and listening to songs on high volume, I don't care if I am disturbing others. And honestly it doesn't matter because none of them dare to come and say it to my face.

I heard yells and screams all of a sudden, god, these damn thin walls, it's getting annoying day by day. The walls of this apartment are so thin, you can listen to others yelling , screams, moann-. Okay you get it right.

The fight is only getting bigger so I paused the tv and decided to listen to it for some entertainment. "HOW MUCH MORE PATHETIC CAN YOU BE." Damn ,that was intense .

It was a female voice, so I think the opposite one is obviously a male, probably trying to apologise for something he didn't even do.

' These women'. I thought to myself. The fight remained me of me and Nick. god how much I wish he would just break up with me.

The voices lowered after a while, I looked at the time seeing it's time for dusky's dinner . I sighed and got up to get her bowl from outside. I opened the door and bent down to pick up her bowl,

I heard someone running down the stairs, sobbing. I looked up and frowned seeing it was Zayn who was crying. I didn't know why I felt a pain in my heart.

So, the  screams were from their house,but who is the woman. And why would she call him pathetic. It made my blood boil. He is not pathetic.

I so badly wanted to run after him and see if he's okay. So that is what I did . I ran down the stairs but there is no trace of him .

I have no idea why I am being so worried about someone I barely know. I sighed in disappointment, and went back to my flat, hoping he is okay.

              

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I woke up to sun hitting my face . I groaned and put a pillow on my face to block the rays .

I still feel sleepy because I haven't had much of a goodnight sleep last night, because I was constantly seeing Zayn with tears running down his cheeks in my sleep. I have no idea why i am so shaked to see him cry. I want to make sure he is okay, if he returned back home.

I so badly wanted to go to their flat and see if he's okay. But I know how much of a bitch his dad can be. Sorry not sorry. I am sure he doesn't want Zayn to look at me , let alone talk to me.

I decided to go and look in the library he works. I stopped the car and put a mouth freshener in my mouth, and set my hair in the mirror and got out of the car with a deep breath. I don't understand what I am so keen to look good near Zayn.

I went in, hoping to see him . Thank my luck, I did. There he is, the most beautiful boy, cut that, most beautiful person I have ever seen.  Looking through the books with the glasses falling on to his nose. Brows furrowed together, lips in a pout indicating that he is concentrated.

I went to him ,  "hey Zayn." He was startled by the sudden voice. He looked at me with wide eyes, I swear he resembled a bambi.

He sighed in relief when he saw me. "Hey Harry." He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. I couldn't stop my self from asking, " are you okay?" His smile instantly dropped and he looked down. "Yeah, yeah ."
He looked back at me. But ofcourse he is not, I can see it through him. But decided to cut it off.

"Hey by the way, I brought the last book back , here, It was awesome, I must say you have a good taste Zayn."  I handed the book to him hoping he would see inside it. But he didn't.

"Umm, ugh, don't you wanna check if it is alright, like I might have damaged it. You know." He looked at confused and laughed, "It's okay Harry, I trust you with the books. You are not a kid. Ofcourse you wouldn't do anything."

  He kept the book inside even before I could reply. I sighed realising my plan hasn't worked out. Yet.

  But ofcourse I wouldn't stop trying, "so , what book do you suggest I should read next. Hmm ?"  He smiled and searched for a book and gave it to me. 

I looked through the book, "hmm, looks interesting. I will get it back soon yeah. " He nodded and gave me the registrar to enter my name.

I so badly wanted to sit here all day and look at the piece of art in front of me . But I don't want him to think I am a creep or something. So I reluctantly left ,not before looking back for n number of times.

               

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"Mr styles wants to talk to you mr. St-"

"Tell him the feeling is definitely not mutual James."

"But Harry, think about it. Don't you think it's a bit more than punishment."

"No I don't. And if this is why you are calling me then bye. I'm gonna cut the call."

"But Harry,-"

"Goodbye James. Tell your boss I didn't miss him. " I cut the call before he continues to say the same bs over again.

Thinking about that person only makes my blood boil. I can never forgive him. Ever. He doesn't know how much his decisions have effected my life. And  I don't care anymore because I am trying to get away from him .

                 

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"Aahhh Harryyy baby!!!"

"I-I I am gonna cum"

I started thrusting Faster and dig my nails into his waist, I'm sure it is gonna leave a bruise. But neither of us were in a state to realise it. We were both on high, not bothering about anything else.

"Aahh shit hazz-" he couldn't complete his sentence as he reached his climax. He floped on the bed, I thrust for a few more minutes and pulled out of him before releasing on his back.

I rolled beside him , panting heavily. Realising that I fucked it up. Again. I looked beside me at Nick, yes Nick.

After that phone call with James, I was so desperate to get my mind off it, and Nick happened to be just the way. He was drunk, I was desperate, we ended up going for 3 rounds till he was exhausted.

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I decided to go to the library and see my angel again. I took the book and a new Letter inside it and made my way to the library.

Incase you didn't notice, the thing I am waiting Zayn to see in all the books is the letters I've been writing for him. I decided to write my feelings in a letter everyday. But Zayn being the innocent puppy he is, is not even bothering to see whats the paper that is hanging out from the book.

Today is my last try, For now. If he doesn't see it Today too, I don't know what else I can do, but it is for some other time to think about.
For now I am hoping he would see the letter.

   
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