Delight [Zarry]

Chapter VII

The past days are slightly getting a bit annoying for, Zayn. Almost everyday he is waking up to his unimpressed self. He's just not pleased with his normal appearance, and he doesn't know what to do anymore. The worse thing about being from the twentieth century, and no one believes you is a pain in the ass. Zayn has tried constantly each and everyday to convince the two boys his story, but they just wouldn't take even a second to listen, especially Harry. Now that him and Luke are a official couple, Harry barely has time to worry about the things going on around him, and he definitely doesn't want to hear Zayn's stories about claiming to be a soldier in World War II. Over the past few days, Zayn has been watching, Luke like a hawk, literally. The dark-hairs man has not taken his eyes off of Luke once, ever since that 'little' mishap that happened in the mall that day. Sure, Zayn assumed, Luke was a bad guy from the very start, but now his doubts about the guy are day by day becoming reality. He's not just an innocent friend anymore, he's a straight out liar, and probably basically is a backstabbing crook too. Everyone is acting like they've now the boy, for years and years, but they still barely, know the guy themselves even after four years. Though, Zayn barely still knows the lad himself, he is currently keeping a sharp lookout for, Harry, although he doesn't know about the situation. The fact that made the dark-haired man more protective of, Harry, is how everyone is constantly talking about this, Louis guy. Zayn was just desperate to know what happened in his past relationship. Like, was he a bad guy? Did him and Harry meet in school? Were they friends just like him and Luke? Is Louis a friend of, Luke? So many questions ran throughout him mind, he wants to help, but no one takes the time to simply just sit and talk about their problems to him.Which is exactly what happened back home, in his time period. Now since, Zayn, doesn't even have a family anymore, he has no one, and it tears him apart to even think about his family, and the worst part about it all, is that the last time he spoke to him, was before the war, and that technically was seventy-four years ago, so it is devastating to know that his mum, dad, and three sister's are probably not even alive anymore on this very earth. He's the only one left. He has no idea if his aunt and uncles had kids, or if their kids had kids? It's just all overly confusing, and he is breaking down slowly each second of the day. There is no human on earth that could love him like his family did, and he could never replace their love with people decades younger than him. The only person on this earth that could probably change his life was, only one magnificent man; Harry Styles.

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Zayn lazily sits up from the middle of the couch and searches around the room, for the two young men, who are usually sitting in the kitchen talking about how to start their day off.

The dark-haired boy walks into the kitchen and looks, for a quick breakfast to eat.

As Zayn searched throughout the small kitchen, Niall, ambles into the living room area and sees, Zayn,"Morning, Z. Looking for something to eat? Harry didn't cook breakfast this morning, so you'll have to heat up some pancakes or eat a bowl of cereal, but he should be back soon, so he might cook breakfast, depending on how he's feeling."

Zayn gazed up,"He's not here? It's only eight. Where could he have gone so early in the morning?" He asks.

"He went to the doctors about an hour ago." Niall replies.

"Is he alright?"

Niall hesitated on the question as if he wanted to say no, but he nodded instead,"Yeah, he's fine. It's just a little checkup, nothing serious." He assured.

Zayn nods and grabs a bowl from the kitchen cabinet,"Oh..."

"Are you okay? You look a bit down, mate. Something on your mind?" Niall asks very concerned for the boy, for the first time in history.