Where you are - Zarry

Harry’s POV

How could anyone resist Zayn? Did you see him? His cheeky, yet still cute smile? His beautiful eyelashes? And his cheekbones…Oh god how I love those cheekbones. I always try to be near him, to feel, smell and touch him. I can’t live a second without him. Sure the other lads are cool and funny but Zayn…Zayn is different. When I look in his eyes I see peace on earth, my stomach feels weird and when I touch him I feel like the whole universe is lighting up fireworks at the same time. I think I’m slowly falling in love with him. I would have told him but there is one little problem. Well Zayn just broke up with Perrie, they didn’t get along they said but I think there is more behind that Story. Since the break up Zayn is really quiet and I always try to make him smile but he kind of ignores it. And right now he is in his room trying not to get social in any way. The last days he is just in his bed sleeping the whole time, sometimes he comes with us to eat something but he never says a word. I’m worried, I want the old Zayn back and I have to tell him my feelings. Not now, but someday I would.  

Zayn’s POV

It’s been two weeks since Perrie and I broke up. We had a little fight about some rumors which were going around. She thought I cheated on her. Like that would ever happen but she didn’t trust me. I never lied to her, never except one time. That one time when I told her that I love her, I thought I did but then I realized that I didn’t. Funny, right? You think you found the love of your life but then one day you wake up and you feel empty like you didn’t belong there, like it was a big mistake you are regretting. Even if I didn’t really love her, the break up was still rough. I didn’t know what to do. The guys tried so hard to cheer me up but I never felt in the mood to laugh or be with them. I just wanted to be alone so I could get my head cleared up. But there is one thing that gets in my way, Harry! I know he wants me to be happy again, but sometimes it gets so annoying. He follows me everywhere like a little puppy, tells me story’s which I never listen to, he even gets so touchy all the time, it gets on my nerves. I swear I can’t take it anymore, it really freaks me out.

Harry’s POV

I decided to bring Zayn breakfast to his bed because he didn’t eat a lot these days. So I got the Tray with toasted bread, fresh squeezed orange juice, olives, eggs and other stuff in one hand and with the other hand I slowly opened Zayns door and got inside. He was still sleeping. God, he looks like an angel! I thought to myself coming closer to his bed. I put the tray on his nightstand and slowly sat down on his bed, turning my body so I could face him. I gently stroked his cheek, smiling to myself.

Zayn’s POV

I woke up, my eyes were still shut but I heard someone walking in my room. Seconds after I heard the person coming into my room I felt my bed going down a little on the left side. Someone was sitting there. And then I felt a hand stroking my cheek, so I slowly opened my eyes. That’s when I saw him, Harry. It was him again, I don’t know why but the blood inside my body started to boil. I was getting angrier but I didn’t know why. I slapped his hand away, getting a sitting position and looking straight in his eyes.

“What the hell, Harry??”

“I’m sorry…I didn’t-…”

“Cut it off! What’s wrong with you? Why did you sneak into my room, touching my fucking face while I was sleeping???”

“I-…I brought you something to eat and…”

“And what Harry? You had the need to touch my face?? What did you want to do next, kiss me??”

“I-…”

“Get out”

“But-…”

I got out of my bed taking Harry by his wrist and pushing him out of my room. I got the tray with the stuff he brought for me and throw it in front of his feet.