Snow Boy [Zarry]

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"Liam, I'm not doing that." Zayn said, staring at his friend.

"Zayn you're featured on my album, so technically you have the right to be interviewed with me. And I know they'll want to ask you about your own life, and about Niall since this whole thing has just blown up. When they do, you tell the truth! Or better yet, say you broke up with him because he has chlamydia." Liam said.

Zayn frowned, shaking his head. "No, I don't have time to wait for some interview, and I don't feel like playing games. I'm going over to Niall's, and I may or may not kick his ass." Zayn said, getting his keys and walking to the door.

"Zayn, please don't go get yourself arrested. He isn't worth it." Liam said.

"I'm not going to get arrested, he's going to cooperate, and this'll be over soon." Zayn said, turning to leave and almost running into Harry and Louis.

"Oh, you're back." Zayn smiled, until he noticed Harry's expression.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Where are you going?" Louis asked, staring at Zayn.

Harry stared at him as well, and Zayn sighed.

"To Niall's. He's pulled me into some drama, and I'm going to fix it." Zayn said.

"What drama?" Harry frowned.

"He said in a recent interview that I'm a cheater, and a liar. His fans are giving me hell now, so I'm going over to his house to settle this." Zayn explained.

"You're...leaving now?" Harry asked, seeing the keys in Zayn's hand.

"Yeah, I want this fixed as soon as possible. I'll be back soon." Zayn said, kissing Harry's head and walking past him and Louis.

"Well, I don't have time to worry with drama. I've got to go call in sick again and hope I'm not fired." Louis sighed.

"Let me help." Liam spoke up, standing and giving Louis a knowing look.

There wouldn't be any phone call.

Louis looked back at Harry, hoping his best mate wouldn't care if he and Liam went off on their own. 

"Go ahead. I don't....It's fine." Harry said, forcing a smile on his face and waving them away.

He looked back towards Zayn, watching him open his car door.

"Zayn, wait!" Harry called, hurrying after him.

Zayn stopped, watching Harry run up to him.

"Can't you just...wait? I need you right now." Harry admitted.

"What's wrong?" Zayn asked, looking into his eyes.

"I have to be back in London by Saturday. We have three days." He said.

Zayn's heart sank. "What?" He managed to ask, feeling as if his body was deflating.

Harry nodded, looking up at him with those big green eyes. "Can we just...can we go get high and forget the world for a while?"

Zayn looked at the ground, nodding and closing the car door.

"That sounds like the only thing to do."

He kissed Harry's cheek, taking his hand and walking back towards the house.
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By Thursday, Zayn had received hundreds of hate comments and messages, but he chose to wait until after Harry was back in London before he dealt with Niall.

He didn't want Harry to be involved with this anymore than he already was.

Harry was receiving hate too, so Zayn took the liberty of turning Harry's notifications off, and hiding his phone.