Snow Boy [Zarry]

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"To one hell of a performance, and to your return to California!" Liam said, raising his glass.

Zayn smiled, bringing his own glass away from his lips to touch it to Liam's.

"Yeah, m'so excited to be back." Zayn said sarcastically.

"C'mon, I thought you said I threw great parties." Liam said.

"You do, I just miss England. The peace, and quiet." Zayn said, briefly distracted by a topless woman walking down by the pool amongst all the other people wearing little to no clothing.

Zayn and Liam were standing on Liam's back balcony, that being one of the only places not crowded with people.

"D'you want to hear something funny?" Liam smirked, the alcohol loosening his tounge.

Zayn looked at his friend.

"You know how I have a list? As in, whoever's on it can get in?" Liam grinned.

"Based off of how crowded this place is, no. I didn't know there was a list." Zayn replied, drinking more when he realized how sober he still was.

It was past midnight, yet Zayn didn't feel the least bit tired.

"Well, there is. Guess who's not on it?" Liam continued to grin, obviously a little tipsy.

"Who?" Zayn asked, the alcohol burning his throat.

"Your boyfriend." Liam chuckled.

"So, feel free to do a bit of fishing, if you know what I mean." Liam winked.

Zayn smiled a little, shaking his head. "Nah, m'not here for that."

"I came to support you, idiot." Zayn said playfully.

"I know that, and I'm thankful. But I want to see you happy too. There are so many attractive people walking around, Z." Liam said.

"I see that. But I have no interest. Actually, I've got a painting back home to finish. It's one of my best, I can tell. I'm really proud of it." Zayn said, knowing Liam couldn't care less and was barely listening to him.

"Congrats on the upcoming album, I'll see you soon." Zayn chuckled, seeing that Liam had his eye on someone down by the pool.

"Sure thing." Liam mumbled, never once looking in Zayn's direction.

Zayn, just to be Zayn, decided to leave his drink on the balcony for someone else to clean up.

He then left, going down to his car.

Zayn briefly debated whether it was safe for him to be driving or not, but then decided that he could charm his way out of a ticket if it came to that.

After he made it back to his home, he changed into old clothes and purposely messed up his hair, going back into his painting room.

A large canvas was leaning up against the wall, and the photo of the sunrise that Harry took was taped next to it.

Zayn was almost finished, and he knew this one would sell.

Plus, just thinking of England inspired several more paintings he planned to do.

One involving Harry.

Zayn knew it probably would've been smarter to have Harry there to model, but he figured he'd just use his memory when the time came.

That, or have Harry send him a picture of himself.

Of course, Zayn sort of wanted to have Harry here.