1D & 5sos One Shots

Never Too Old for a See-Saw [Zarry-AU]

Guys i wrote this whole thing on paper and pen bc my dad took my phone away and i didnt wanna be bored so

-ashtyn

Never Too Old For A See-Saw [Zarry-AU]~

Harry was 5 and Zayn was 6 when they first met.

Harry loved the park. He swung on the tire swing and went down the slide and spun on the merry-go-round. Being a 5 year old at a park was probably the highlight of his life.

But he never had anyone to play with besides his mommy.

Harry skipped down the sidewalk and crunched in the orange leaves in piles. When they reached the park, he made a run for the see-saw. Harry's eyes lit up when another little boy already occupied the playground equipment.

"Mummy, can I go see if he wants to play, please?" Harry begged.

Anne saw the other boy's mother and nodded. "Of course, go play sweetie!" She kissed the top of his curly haired head and nudged him towards the see-saw. As she went to talk with the other boy's mum, Harry bounded towards him.

"I'm Harry," he introduced himself. "Will you play with me?"

The darker haired boy nodded. "I'm Zayn."

Harry climbed up on one end of the see-saw, and found it harder to be at the bottom of the equipment since the other boy was older and heavier.

"I'm six," Zayn said proudly, holding out his fingers.

Harry sighed, "I'm only five."

Zayn smiled at him. "We can still be friends. Wanna swing?"

And the two boys climbed off the teeter-totter to make a run for the swings. Zayn taught Harry about pumping his legs back and forth so he could swing higher.

Harry giggled at Zayn who was laughing like an idiot on his swing.

"Harry, dear? We must be going!" His mum shouted.

Harry stuck his toes in the dirt to slow himself down. He jumped off the swing and waited for Zayn to get down from his. They ran hand in hand back to their mother's where they hugged and waved goodbye.

"Mummy, Zayn was nice, he taught me how to swing!" Harry told his mother.

"You and Zayn can play again," she told her son. "His mummy and I arranged you a play date! How does that sound?"

*Three years later*

Harry was 8, and Zayn was 9 when they shared their first kiss. Ever since they met each other at the park, they had been inseperable. Best friends was an understatement.

Harry was over at Zayn's and they were playing Power Rangers. Zayn was always the red one, and Harry played as the green one.

"Pew pew!" Zayn animated his character.

"Fshow! Wah! Hi-ya!" Harry made his action figure do karate flips.

"Bam, I beat you!" Zayn cried.

"No you didn't!" Harry pouted.

"I'm the wiiiiiner," Zayn sang.

"That's not fair!" the curly haired boy whined.

The older boy stuck his tongue out at Harry, "I won fair and square,"

Harry threw his Power Ranger on the floor. "I don't want to play with you anymore."

"Aw, Haz, don't be like that," the darker haired boy pouted.