(Above is Zayns hall)
Harry's POV
'Wow'
Is all that came to my mind as I saw the man in front of me. The Zayn Malik who saved my child and looks like an actual Greek god. He had black short hair which ended in a 3-day scruff on his face and cheekbones that could cut through paper. His eyes looked like a pool of dark honey swirled in light caramel that kinda pair of eyes you could basically drown in. His ears were pierced with light silver dots. I usually don't like earrings but it fitted his look of a soft biker. If the helmet on the cupboard and the black leather boots in the background are anything I could go by. His skin was sun kissed and little images of ink poked out beneath his sweater. He was maybe just above in inch taller than me and he was a bit lanky, thin but with visible muscles not like me I was thicker and had visible hips.
My mother always said staring is rude but with someone like that not even two feet away how could I not.
"H-Hey" I choked out after a little cough and tried to look down to hide my warm cheeks but that would be rude too and Harry Styles wasn't raised like that. So I looked up with my warm cheeks into his face that holds a little smirk.
"Hey come in, I cooked pasta for all four of us."
And his voice fitted his eyes exactly like caramel, smooth and sweet. As I stepped into the dining area the air was knocked out of me but in the best way. Niall sprung into me and made grabby hands.
That's going to be an interesting night.
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Unexpected Love (Boyxboy)
FanfictionDay care ~ you would never expect to find the love of your life through this place •boyxboy •violence •whole story created by me •I'm not from any English speaking country
