Everything About You (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 16

"This is..." Zayn nervously paced around as I stood gawking at the painting on the wall. How had I missed this?! "It's sort of for you," He admitted.

"I don't even know what to say, Zayn. This is amazing!" My eyes marveled over the beautiful strokes of different brushes used. He'd captured everything exactly and I had no idea how he did it! "You did this from memory?"

He nodded, chewing on his lip as he observed my reactions. "You are so insanely talented." I admired it for a few minutes longer. Noticing every tiny but significant detail he put into the painting. The way the table and chair had cast a shadow, and the way I had been leaned in whilst paying close attention to my phone. My hair had spilled over my shoulders, almost making it seem like I had been hiding my face.

He had painted how he saw me the day we first met when I was sitting down at Starbucks with my mom. "So you like it?" Zayn's hazel eyes reflected hope and anticipation. "Of course! I would be mad if I didn't!" His dark pink lips formed a sweet smile as he made an adorable face. "Thank you, Zayn." I went over to him, throwing my arms around his waist. "You're welcome," his arm gently smoothed my back and I let go of him.

"What do you think of it, Harry?" I didn't want him to feel left out or jealous even though he most likely already felt that way. My eyebrows scrunched up in confusion as I didn't see him standing where he'd been before. "Harry?" I called his name a few times and then turned to see Zayn just as confounded. "He probably just left." I nodded and glanced back to Zayn's masterpiece before heading back outside.

As I opened the door leading out, I became face to face with Harry's glum frown and despondent green orbs. "Hey," I said softly and calmly, taking his larger hand in mine. He responded with a brief smile as he looked down at our hands. "What's wrong?" He just shook his head and suddenly his eyes flashed upwards as we both heard echoing footsteps getting louder.

"Everything alright?" Zayn asked behind me as I continued to stare into Harry's eyes. I needed to know why he was acting like this. He's really worrying me. "Um, okay then," Zayn walked over to his car since neither Harry or I answered him. "Really, Harry. You can tell me." "It's nothing. We can talk later. You should just spend some time with Zayn. I think I'll just walk home. I'm useless here anyways."

"Harry, don't be ridiculous. You'd be walking for miles and you aren't useless. You never will be either. You're just quiet. Try to join some of the conversations, okay?" I kissed his cheek and tugged his arm, bringing him over to Zayn's car. "I can sit in the back with you if you want," I offered. Harry smiled and rolled his eyes. "Just sit next to Zayn."

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"So, what would you like to eat?" I shrugged and turned my head towards the still silent Harry. Our fingers were entwined together, so I squeezed his hand lightly trying to get his attention. He's been distant for an hour now. "I'm fine with whatever Zayn wants." He finally responded, giving me an obviously forced cheeky grin.

"I want you to choose," Zayn replied, nodding to Harry. At least they're not fighting anymore like they were earlier. "I guess whatever that place is over there." Wow, Harry. Thanks for being specific. Luckly, Zayn and I knew where he was talking about and began making our way over. "Harry, could you lighten up? It's Zayn's last day and we should make it special for him. Please?" Harry didn't answer, so I'm just taking that as an "okay".

As soon as we entered the restauraunt, Zayn's phone went off. "Hello?" He quickly answered. "Why now?" His face became irritated. "I'm busy, mum." "No, I can't just leave." "Come on." "Really? Mum, give me some more time, please," Zayn begged. Harry and I stood there awkwardly listening to Zayn fight with his mother. "I've barely had any time," his voice was barely above a whisper. "Fine," he abruptly snapped, hitting a button on his phone and shoving it into his pocket.

"Can't believe her," he muttered angrily. "What happened? You okay?" Zayn pushed the door, walking straight out of the now noiseless restauraunt. Harry and I followed him and saw that he was sitting on the ground with his face in his hands. "Zayn?!" I knelt down beside him, bringing Harry down with me since our hands were still locked.

"Emery, I have to leave now." "Now? I thought-" "Yeah, I know. I thought I had more time too, but apparently I don't. I'm sorry."

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Ugh, this week has been crazy and it's going to get even crazier for me these next weeks. I might not update next weekend. Everything is so busy in my life!

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Did you hear about the extremely important announcement the boys are making on the 16th??!!

I think it's either about the Rock Me music video...or the fact that I'm actually getting married to Niall.

Haha, second one seems more accurate XD

I'm super excited to hear what it is!!!!!

~Isabella(;