Cruel {Zarry}

11

"DISNEYLAND?! YOU BROUGHT ME TO FUCKING DISNEYLAND!" I yelled when I saw the big letters on the sign and the top of the castle.

After we left my house and got on the highway, Harry had stopped the car on the side and covered my eyes with a black scarf. That way I couldn't see where we were going or read any kind of signs. I just sat there, God knows how long. Wondering where he was taking me to.

"Who does that? Like who the fuck goes to Disneyland at this time?" I unbuckled my seatbelt and shifted to face him while he was trying to find a parking spot. "Can we even get in? Isn't there a time limit?" I tried to get his attention but he just ignored me and parked the car after finding a spot. "Hello? Harry, I'm serious. I'm not even wearing proper clothing. Why didn't you tell me earlier, I could have wore amusement park friendly clothes and we should  have left earlier than 6pm. If I knew y-" Harry placed a finger on my lips. "God Zagen, do you ever stop?"
"Listen" he leaned in closer to my face. "They have a special Disney Night tonight with extra fireworks than they normally have and all the Disney characters are going to perform. And yes we can get in at this time, I made sure of it. Now I'm going to take my finger off of your lips and you will not start yelling at me again, are we clear?" I nodded my head, slightly turned on after seeying this commanding side of him. He then lifted off his finger.

"Zayn" I growled.

"What?" He asked.

"My name is Zayn." I dryly answered him.

He shrugged his shoulders and opened his door. He got out and walked over to my side and opened my door. "Cheer up a bit Princess," he poked my cheeks, "after all, we are at the happiest place in the world." He cheekly smiled I blankly stared at him and got out of the car."

We both walked over to the main entrance and Harry showed the woman behind the desk two tickets. After that we walked in the park and immediately I felt this sea of excitement wash over me. I grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him over to the first thing that came into sight.

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The fireworks show would start at 11pm and it currently was 10.55pm.

Harry and I were sitting on a bench, waiting on the show to start. I was drinking hot chocolate, that we got from at the little cafe while holding onto my picture with Mickey Mouse.

We both sat in silence, Harry was slowly shifting a little bit closer to me with every second. I smiled and chose to break the silence.

"Harry?" I asked while playing with my family ring.

"Hmm?" He threw his head back to look into the sky. It was a dark night but the sky was full of shinny bright stars.

"Thank you and I'm sorry." I said.

Harry moved his head to face me. "What for?"

"Sorry that I acted the way I did in the car, I might have sounded ungrateful and I swear I'm not. It just took me by surprise. I mean I always wanted to come to Disneyland as a kid but my parents just never came around to it. So as the years past, I kind of gave up the hope of ever comming here. So thank you so much and I hope that my behaviour didn't hurt your feelings. I had a wonderful day." I shifted closer to him so now our thights were touching.

He smiled, "It's okay and you don't have to worry about me finding anything you say hurtful, I might have know you for not so long now but the time that we did spend together is enough for me to conclude that you are a wonderful and kind human being.

I blushed, I don't know why, but I did. And I feel really stupid about it so I tried changing the subject. "So how did you came up with this idea anyways?"

He grinned, "Ah, a gentleman has his ways."

I lifted one eyebrow up, "So who's this gentleman you're talking about?' I teased

"Ha funny." He sarcastically reacted.

"But seriously, you just thought of Disneyland? Just like that? Out of all the places?" I tried again.

"Yeah, I mean yesterday when I was in your room I noticed Mickey Mouse on your bed. So I went home, googled a bunch of stuff. Turns out they had a special night tonight. So I texted you and here we are.." he answered me.

"Yeah, Here we are" I left out a breath. I was hoping on a more romantic answer, but I guess this will work too.

"Plus, I figured I will get to see the amazing Zaden Malik in full childmode." He added.

"OKAY SERIOUSLY?! Fuck you." I snapped at him. "I don't know if you're doing this on purpose or if you really do have the most shittiest memory of history but it's getting really old. And I'm so sick and tired of constantly correcting you. We are on our first date and you can't even be botherd to remember my name. How hard is it? Honestly I don't even know if I want to continue seeying you if you forget my name the moment I tell you it again. Maybe I should go home."

I started to get up from the bench when I felt him pulling on my arm. Forcing me to sit back down.

"This" he half smiled. "This is why I say your name differently everytime. Your face, the way you get when you're frustrated and angry. It's the most beautiful sight ever. That's why I do it. Babe, I rememberd your name from the first day we met. I mentally printed it on my soul, I just needed a ice breaker in the car when we were driving at your house. The tension in the car was so thick and awkward that I figured it would be funny to start a conversation like that. And I know you were feeling humiliated when you threw up on me so I wanted to make things a bit easier by making a blunder myself. But instead I got big brown hazel eyes, eyebrows furrowed and a lip biting questioning look from you, taking my breath away. The best thing I had ever seen."

I blushed again and tried to act like he didn't just called me babe."So you like it when I'm angry? Do you have a kind of weird angry kink that I should know about, huh?"

"W-what? No, of course not." He laughed. "And it's not just when you're angry.
I just like you... in every state. All of you."

And that was it. From the inside I could feel my heart skip a few beats and I wanted to jump up and down, wanting to giggle and blush like a little girl. But from the outside I acted dumb. "What?" I asked just so I could hear him say it one more time.

He placed his fingers under my chin and lifted my head so I could look him in the eyes.
His eyes wandering over from my eyes to my lips and then back again to my eyes.

"I like you Zayn Malik." He whispered before connecting his lips with mine.

And just on cue, the fireworks finally started.