The Perfect Match.

Chapter 53

"So, what's been happening around here?" Zayn is saying while he and Harry are walking outside on the patio, the sun shining across the LA skyline in the distance.

"Besides Gemma being sick?" Harry looks back and places his hands on the rails. He glances off at the various buildings in the distance and says softly, "nothing really. Normal days. Thankfully."

Zayn nods and hits his cigarette, "I'm glad to hear that. I mean, I knew you were doing well since you've texted me a lot."

"Yeah, sorry we haven't been able to get together as much," Harry replies before he smirks, "seems like you have a life of your own these days."

Zayn shrugs and sort of smiles, "I do, yeah. Besides, you know, doing painting... I've actually, uh... I've been seeing someone."

Harry raises an eyebrow and grins, "have you now? And I'm just hearing of this why?"

"Well," Zayn blows out his hit before finishing, "been keeping it on the down low... for now."

"Ok, now I'm intrigued. Do tell," Harry smiles even more as he crosses his arms and leans back against the railing.

"We've only been talking for a bit," Zayn shrugs again, "it's nothing big."

"Right now anyways," Harry winks and chuckles a little, "so., tell me."

"Not so sure I want to yet,"Zayn answers quietly, "I'll have to talk it over with them first."

Harry looks at him confused but smiles, "you can't tell me who it is? Come on, man, we've been best friends for ages."

Zayn grins a little and adjusts his sunglasses, "I just... wanted to make sure it was ok with them that I told you. That's all."

"Why? Do I know them?" Harry asks, almost laughing. When Zayn smiles even more and sort of shrugs, Harry's face grows serious. "I do know them. Shit, Zayn, just tell me. You're fucking killing me."

"I will," Zayn chuckles and looks back at Harry, "but we've only been seeing each other a short time... and I don't want to just say who it is yet."

Harry nods, pulling out his phone to check the time, "guess I need to head to Lou's office with his lunch already. I told him I'd bring him something by since he isn't too busy today."

"Want me to ride?" Zayn asks while he's putting out his cigarette.

"Uh, yeah, if you want," Harry shrugs, "I planned on staying for a bit though, if you're alright with that."

"I can find something to do," Zayn nods, "you taking Olivia?"

Harry heads to the patio doors, opening it slowly, "well, Gem offered to stay with her. I just hope she feels well enough to."

"I can hear you, you know," Gemma calls from the kitchen.

Harry smirks and walks in the kitchen to see her putting different fruits into the blender, "look, I'll take Livy with us if you want to rest."

"I don't mind keeping her at all, Harry," Gemma says back and looks over at Olivia who's walking around beside her. She smiles, "she'll be fine. I'll feed her some lunch and we both can take a nap."