The Boy Behind The Penguin's Costume [Zarry]

Chapter 3

Harry’s POV

I went back to my house after a long day of work with my son Mason. We decided to cuddle while we watched Bambi. It was his favourite movie and I couldn’t help but shed some tears, too. He ate practically all of our popcorn and was fast asleep. I smiled down on him, he was so cute. My phone went off and I picked it up without seeing the caller ID.

“Hello?”

“Harry!” My best friend, and boss, shouted.

“Hey Lou, what’s up?”

“Nothing just bored. Can I come by?”

“Sure, dude.” I replied.

“K. See you in a bit!” he said and hang up.

I had a tiny little crush on Lou. Of course, Louis had no idea. It wasn’t big, I swear. And I know it wouldn’t work out between us. We are best friends! Yeah, he might be gay but that doesn’t matter. I took Mason into his room and tucked him in bed. In less than 15 minutes, the door opened and closed. Yeah, that was how Louis and I worked out. I could go into his house and he could go into mine whenever we wanted to. I was actually really surprised that he called. It was just probably to know if I was home.

“Harry!” he shouted jumping on me.

“Get off me, you dick. You just saw me less than 2 hours ago.”

He pouted, “I feel so much love!”

I laughed and he sat in my lap. I wrapped my arms around him and he did the same to me. We didn’t have to put another movie, or anything. We lay there in comfortable silence until I actually lay down with him on top of me. He tightened his arms around me and yawned.

“Sleep, Boo” He nodded and did just that. I decided to take advantage of this and fell asleep, too.

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The next day, we woke up and changed (Lou borrowed some of my clothes) and we drove to Penguin’s Tale.

Zayn’s POV

I arrived to my work just in time. Sasha told me I had to wait to put my costume.

“Why?”

“One kid’s having his birthday party and he didn’t tell us if he wanted the penguin or a crocodile.” I nodded and sat down.

There were no kids around, strangely. A kid came running in with the biggest smile in his face. It was Mason. That meant that… yeah, soon enough, his dad walked in. He looked like a supermodel. He was absolutely stunning. He walked over to Sasha.

“Hey. I’m leaving Mason here, k?” he said. It was routine for him.

“Yeah, sure, Mr. Styles” she said nervously. She was blushing.

I took some courage and walked over. “Hi, I’m Zayn Malik.” I said sticking my hand out.

I immediately regretted doing it. I blushed hard. “Hey,” he smirked, “I’m Harry Styles”

“O-Oh, um, nice name” I said. What an idiot.

He chuckled, “Thanks,”

“Can I have your number?” I said. Then my eyes almost bulge out of my sockets. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!

Harry’s POV

“Can I have your number?” he said. Wow, he got to the point kind of quickly. Zayn was stunning. He looked like a Greek god. Chiseled jaw, caramel brown eyes, perfect straight teeth, long eyelashes, black hair styled in a quaff. He was… wow.

I felt a hand slide through my waist and before I could react, “And I’m Louis Tomlinson, his boyfriend”

HIS WHAT?!

Heeey guys! Sorry I haven’t been on in like forever. I’m so irresponsible. *sighs* well, doesn’t matter. I FINALLY UPDATED. My Christmas break is here so you should expect more updates!! Hope you like it! xx

Alex.