Veronica Malik?[Zarry]

Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

“When did you start listening to Lana Del Rey?”, Harry asked as the song finished and the bathroom filled with silence as the next track started to play.

“Not, yesterday. You just didn’t notice”, Zayn replied back smirking moving away a strand of wet hair from her eyes.

“Why are you all wet?”, Harry replied taking in her soaked appearance. She was still dressed in the clothes she had gone out with but now they were dripping wet.

“I was having fun. All alone!”, she replied raising her hands high up in the air and smirking at him. “And now, we are going to have fun!”

“Why do I feel like I’m going to regret ever entering the bathroom?”, Harry questioned back but couldn’t help the smirk that lit up on his own face. He didn’t know from where this confident and crazy Zayn came from but he wasn’t complaining.

“I tell you Harry, you aren’t going to complain”, she replied as she tugged the curly haired lad under the shower with a strength that Harry didn’t her small body could contain.

Before Harry could ask what her crazy plan was he felt water droplets falling on his hair. Harry’s eyes widen.

“Zayn?”

“Hmm?”, she replied back but nothing else left her lips.

She had her eyes closed looking at the ceiling letting the water fall on her face. She looked so young, carefree that for a second Harry forgot it was Zayn Javadd Malik, her mocha eyes caught his eyes in question.

“What?”

“Nothing. Just why this?”, he asked truly confused as he held his eye contact leaning against the wall letting the water wash over him.

“It’s I always loved the rain, but I never really got a chance to dance in the rain. I always wondered what it would be like to just stand under the rain, just to ignore everything else”, she informed smiling slightly, sadly. Harry had never thought of it that way, he hated rain. It just made your clothes wet and ruined perfect sunny days but hearing the beauty of it through her lips, he wanted to get wet in the rain with her.

He pushed himself away from the wall walking away until he was away from all the water that was spilling. He reached over and switched the water over leaving Zayn stare at him her clothes dripping wet.

“What are you doing?”, Zayn asked confused as Harry took her phone pausing Lana Del Rey’s –Blue Jeans half way.

Harry just smirked at her but didn’t bother replaying as he scrolled down her song list. He placed the phone back on its original place away from water as music started drifting thorough the speakers.

Ask for money,

And get advice,

Ask for advice,

Get money twice,

I’m from the dirty,

But that chico nice,

You call it a moment,

I call it life.

“May I have this dance in the rain?”, Harry asked smirking his voice rising above the music. He reached over and switched the shower back on as he took hold of her small hand pulling her to his chest. Zayn was surprised was an understatement. She was sure he was just going to leave her here thinking what a crazy person she was.