Behind Broken Walls (Zarry) GOING UNDER MAJOR EDITING*****

Chapter 28

This chapter literally derailed. I did not expect what is yet to come

"Wait!" I said rushing up to Harry. He turned around and his nose brushed against mine. I slid my hands down to his locking them together. "If I promise not to break into old habits, you have to promise me you'll stop being afraid of losing me."

Harry's breath hitched and he hesitated for a few moments. "I....I promise."

I smiled softly. "And I promise to never ever ever break out of old habits."

Harry chuckled at my dorky-ness and I pecked a kiss on his nose. "Zayn. Um...before the whole proposal thing yesterday. You uh you said something."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "I was running errands?"

"No after that."

It took me a moment to understand what he was talking about but it all clicked. I blushed biting my lip. "Boyfriend." Harry's breath hitched and his face showed no emotion. Looking at his eyes, I knew his heart picked up. "It just slipped out I didn't mean-

"Can you shut up." Harry chuckled. He smiled resting his head on mine. "Ask me."

"What." I lifted up his chin.

His eyes were no longer dull and I don't know what but I got emotional. He's happy. I know he's happy. "I want to be with you. And even....even though we might be.....I might be broken still....I need you. So ask me again."

I smiled. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

Harry wrapped his arms around my neck connecting our lips together. The feeling of his soft lips were just a gateway to heaven. Everytime. It makes me fall for him more and more.......

"AAAAAHHHH!!!!" The aching banshee screamer caused me jumping away from Harry and running downstairs to see what was going on in my house.

Luke was sitting on the couch with one of his pictures in hand from the galleria that was just published. His hand was trembling and he was talking more than one gulp of air with his inhaler. "Luke what's going on?" I questioned walking downstairs.

He looked up at me with glistening eyes. "I don't deserve this." He mumbled.

Niall, Louis, Harry, Liam and Ashton were all behind him in shock. "What are you talking about?" I said sitting next to him.

"How....How did you make this happen Zayn?"

"Make what-

"This." He turned the lovely photograph over and there was a full blown paragraph written on the back by.....

"Bill Cunningham." I breathed out.

I thought over what you said Zayn about your friend Luke. You weren't lying. His paintings and photography is extremely good. It's not a hobby anymore it's a career. I believe you. Everything you said about him. And if you're reading this Luke which you probably are.... I would like to say, I like you. You have a mind of your own and instead of letting your past take away future, you made something out of it. I can't even remember the last time a canvas gave me such a cry. This picture did. You weren't amazing. You weren't good. You were you. That's what makes you different from everyone else. You've inspired me again. And I'd like to thank you for that.

Sincerely your friend, Bill Cunningham.

I had to take a moment and read it over more than once. He wasn't joking. I know that for a fact. It was just a huge surprise.

"You.... You told him about....everything." Luke whispered.

I nodded. His face went blank and I was starting to feel scared that he would be mad at me for saying anything but then flashed me a smile. "Thank you! Thank you so much. I don't know what I did to deserve this!" He choked out. "I'm not even that good-