Art [Zarry]

VIII

~That night~
Harry
"Thirty minutes or less." I muttered, looking at the clock.

It appeared that I'd be getting a free pizza tonight.

From the moment I got home from work, I did nothing but sit, and think. I figured that eventually, I'd find the right words to say to Zayn.

Honestly, I was trying my hardest to distract myself from anything that would make me think of Zayn.

I knew I couldn't have him, at least not right now, so thinking about him didn't do any good. At least, not for the upper half of my body.

Unless I got the energy to go out and scrounge up an attractive, willing bloke, it'd be another one of those lonely nights.

Sudden, and frantic knocking at the door brought me out of my thoughts, causing me to get up and go answer the door.

"I'm sorry, there was terrible traffic." The pizza boy said nervously, fumbling with the pizza.

As I looked him over, something else occured to me. Perhaps I wouldn't have to go out and find an attractive bloke.

Especially not if they were delivered to me.

"Um, and that'll be...free of charge." He sighed, glancing at his watch as he handed me the pizza.

"Tell you what," I began, taking it from him.

"I'll pay for it, if you come in and have some with me." I said, flashing him a charming smile.

"Um, well...this is my last delivery for the night so I guess I could....stay a while." He said hesitantly, looking at me with large blue eyes.

I smiled. "C'mon in, then." I said, stepping back to let him through.

I looked over his small frame again, licking my lips as I nudged the door closed with my elbow.

"So, what's your name?" I asked, restricting myself from calling him babe.

I didn't want to come on too strong.

"Um, Niall. Yours?" He asked, stopping at the kitchen table.

"Harry." I nodded, motioning for him to sit down.

"Anything to drink, Niall?" I asked, noticing I still had a full bottle of wine in the cabinet as I put the pizza on the table.

"Oh, no alcohol for me. I have to drive back to work." He said, shaking his head.

"You're old enough to drink?" I smirked, getting two glasses after setting the wine on the table.

"Yes." He scoffed.

"Lovely." I smiled, opening the wine and filling his glass just below the rim. I was assuming he wasn't much of a drinker, so one glass would loosen him up quite a bit.

"Is that...yours?" He asked, pointing to the glass.

"One glass won't hurt, Niall. Relax." I said, pouring myself less than half of a glass.

I sat across from him, flipping open the pizza box and taking a slice. I sat back and crossed my legs at the knee, glass in one hand and pizza in the other.

"So, bad traffic out there?" I asked after I took a bite.

"Yeah, I think there was an accident." He said, lifting his glass to his lips.

He sipped more than he wanted to, glancing at me as he coughed a bit and sat the glass down.

I smiled broadly.