I'll Give You My Heart(Zouis)(boyxboy)

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Zayn was sitting on the kitchen island, watching Harry construct the club sandwiches.

" Are you and Liam going out now?" curiosity dripped out his voice. He looked directly at Harry trying to detect a response. The older lad halted in his movements a bright smile poking its way to his lips. A strange happiness pooled in Zayn's stomach and he almost jumped off the island only to be stopped by Harry's strong grasp around his waist.

" Zaynie! No jumping off the island!" Harry scolded him pushing him back before resuming his work. " And yes." Zayn squealed at that, leaping over to land a kiss on his cheek. " Let me rephrase that. No jumping at all!" His older brother tried to keep a straight face, the corner of his lips betraying him every few seconds. Zayn snickered earning a playful glare which only made him laugh.

Honestly, he was extremely happy for his brother. The curly haired lad had finally found someone who could make him smile like a goof and keep him sane all at the same time. And the best part was that someone was his best friend who Zayn trusted with all his life. He wouldn't have to worry about anymore Loris, His brother was Happy and Liam would have more reasons to visit him. So, it was actually a pretty good situation for him. The only thing that irked him was

" Why didn't you tell me?" That. Everytime Zayn had fantasised about the possible relationship between his brother and his best friend, he had been the first one to know about it. It was either Liam gushing about to him or Harry just confessing with all the jumbled words. However, he had never expected to ask them to get the news.

" Since, when do you care about who I date?" Harry cut the crust of the bread before placing them with all the crust-less ones, his eyes not once meeting his brother's gaze.

" Since, he's my best friend and you guys didn't tell me anything and I don't like that." Zayn crossed his arms over his chest, a pout settling itself on his lips.

" Well, I'd tell you if you weren't so busy with lover boy." Zayn frowned at the nickname his brother had started using for his boyfriend. He shook his head, letting his arms hang loosely around his torso.

" Harry, I am not too busy with Louis." His words came out defensive. Harry stopped to look at him, one of his eyebrows raised questioningly. Coincidentally, his phone buzzed at that exact moment signalling that he had gotten a message. He swiped the lock before looking at the contact, a blush spreading under his skin as he saw Louis name bold on the screen.

" And you were saying?" Harry chuckled making Zayn pout.

" Okay maybe I am but I always have time for you, Haz." He reached his hand to grasp the larger one caressing it softly, a semi-guilty expression on his face.

" It's fine, Zee. I don't even know why I said that." Harry smiled at him shaking his hand firmly but Zayn shook his head pulling him towards himself.

" No," He gulped shaking his head." I want you to know that you and me," he pointed first towards him and then himself. " We go way back. Way before Louis. You're my brother. My Hawwa. My idol. You made life 'life' when it was hell and you didn't let my childhood get spoiled because of our conditions and I might not say it or show it much but I love you for that and I always will." Zayn nodded at the end leaning in to hug his brother, Harry following into his actions. The curly haired lad was smiling so big, he thought his face would break. He knew how hard it was for Zayn to express his emotions, verbally and if this was what would happen if they kept Louis around, Harry would give up everything for it.

" I love you more." Harry pulled away placing a soft kiss on his forehead, the smile still sketched on his face. Zayn smiled back at him and Harry's heart swelled at the crinkle in those amber eyes that danced around, signalling the true happiness that Zayn felt. The happiness that Harry had been trying to give back to him since he brought him back.