A race to your heart (Zarry AU)

27.- Brasil 🏁

Zayn's POV

After I gave him that promise ring I made up my mind and as soon as I left Harry's room that day I called Nicky and I confessed everything to her.

She already knew.

"I know you love him. You are in love with him and you deserve to be loved and happy," she said and then we planned how and agreed to release the statement without telling our teams.

My father called me plenty of times already. My mother just texted me to know if I was alright, giving me space.

"Are you ready?" My new manager asked me when he picked me up from my hotel.

"Sure, let's go," I said.

"There's a horde of reporters out there. Don't say a word and let Tree handle this okay?" he said and I just nodded and got out of my room. I put up my hoodie and sunglasses, and moments later we navigated the sea of photographers and reporters shouting questions about the break-up as we reached the town car. I got in the back seat and sighed as we were driven to the airport.

After a long 10-hour flight and a commute to the hotel, I was exhausted. When I turned on my phone I had a message from him sent like 8 hours ago.

"Hey," the message said. When we talked after the statement release I confessed, better said I reassured him that he was the one who I loved, who I always loved.

Of course, after that single-word message, I immediately respond to him.

Z: "Hey, I had my phone turned off. Flying in."

H: "Same. I'm at the hotel."
Z: "Me too."

I was just as dying to see him and I couldn't help it.

Z: "Wanna hang?"

He didn't respond immediately. I was so eager to see him. I missed him so much. His smell, his eyes, his energy.

I took a quick shower to wash off the tiredness in case he agreed to see me.

H: "I'm at 1345" The screen glowed and my pulse pounded rapidly in anticipation.

"Fuck me," I whispered and I started to get ready.

When I knocked on his door I was so nervous. I only wanted to see him but I didn't know what to say after I poured my heart on that last call.

"Come on in," he said as he opened the door. He was looking gorgeous with a blue button-down shirt and his skinny black jeans.

"Big room," I said to deflect my thoughts.

"It is. I was thinking of throwing a party," he said chuckling. I could tell he was in a good mood.

"You should, yeah," I let out walking around.

"I... ordered something to eat. I'm starving," he said.

"Great," I said as I sat on the couch looking at the bed in front of me. I saw that his luggage was opened and I could tell that he changed his clothes more than a couple of times. I smiled.