After his date with Melanie Munro, Harry found Zayn in the treehouse.
‘How was it?’ Zayn asked as he clambered in and he was surprised at how hard it was to smile.
Harry shrugged and sat next to him, his back to the wall that he’d helped Zayn paint red that unusually sunny day in March. ‘I didn’t kiss her.’
‘Why not?’ Zayn asked, his heart suddenly beating like it did when they were on their knees in front of one another a few hours before.
Harry turned his head to look at him, his eyelids suddenly heavier as he held up a finger. ‘I just need you to show me once more.’
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No Fear of Falling (Zarry AU)
FanfictionThe one where Harry is the boy next door and Zayn doesn't stand a chance.
