Zarry One Shots ✔

Books and Roses

{Gif is mine}

Jeremih

(Truth is) They can't see you in here though

Most of them need dollar signs to make

Every day your birthday

And every night your Valentine but

If we tried that we could be

Somewhere the climate is warm, long as you around me

I swear that everything will be just fine

I wish that we could take some time

Go anywhere, baby I don't mind

Grown man, in my suit and tie

Hey, there's no we without you and I

❤♡❤♡❤

Zayn straightens the cuffs on his suit and smiles as he looks at himself in the mirror. Not that he's one to brag, but he thinks he looks extremely handsome tonight. His hair is done nicely and there's that loose strand of hair that falls just near his eye because it refuses to stay in place. He's even wearing cologne right now and that's something he doesn't wear very often.

Today is Valentines Day. It's the designated day of love. It's the day where everyone gets to show all the special people in their lives how much they care for each other in an extraordinary way. And even though Zayn has never been very big on Valentines Day, making this the best Valentines night he's ever had is the only thing that matters right now.

He nods his head in approval for himself, then leaves the bathroom. He grabs his keys, his wallet, his coat and a cardboard box, then he makes his way out to his SUV.

As he turns on the ignition and drives to the flower shop, he thinks about his date for tonight. A man who is a few inches taller than him, who is definitely not the average guy. A man whose hair is long enough to compete with any woman he's ever known. And accompanied by him is his three year old son. It's a busy night and he just can't wait to see them both.

The man he's meeting tonight, is a librarian who goes by the name of Harry Styles. For a guy like Zayn, meaning a guy with hand tattoos and usually rugged hair, Harry didn't seem like the kind of person that would attract him. But that was obviously not the case when he walked up to the counter to return a book on Ferraris one day. Right away, Harry caught his eye. And even though he wasn't a book reader, he definitely couldn't let that be the last time he saw him. So he went back.

At first when he started coming, he'd grab a book, then sit down at one of the tables. He would only be pretending to read though, and all the while, he'd actually be looking just over the top of the page at Harry. His view was always the same. It was always Harry sitting at the counter and reading his own book when there was no customer and it was him licking the tip of his index finger before he turned every page. All of it fascinated him so much and he no longer could only watch him. He wanted to speak to him.

Soon, he went up to the counter and blatantly asked him on a date. He was turned down kindly. A few days later, Zayn returned and asked him a second time. But again, Harry kindly declined. This went on four more times, and on the sixth time, Zayn finally asked him "why?"

"Mr. Malik. I really don't think-"

"Call me Zayn."

Harry sighed. "Zayn... I really don't think I'm the person you should be asking on a date. Maybe you should look for someone more your type. I don't think I'm it."