Hallucinations (Zustin)

Prologue

Finally.

Finally, Zayn thought. He had permanently moved into his new house. All that was left was to bring in and unpack the boxes that contained all the things, and clean the house. And it wasn't an easy job, seeing the big two story house, covered in dust and old spider webs and the heaps of his own things, packed away in the cardboard boxes.

There was no one to help him; at least no one he knew. After all, he'd just moved in.

Sighing, he rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt and picked up one of the many boxes, and walked inside, placing it one the floor. He continued to do so for the next few minutes. Considering his tiny frame, it was going to take some time bringing in the boxes, let alone placing the things inside and cleaning the house.

As he picked up another box, he found a man standing in front of his house, smiling, which Zayn took as a form of greeting. So he smiled back. The man steps closer.

"Do you need help?" He asked.

"Oh, yes. Would you?" Zayn pleaded, relieved.

"Sure." The man walked to the front door step and picked up one of the boxes. Zayn thanked him and walked inside again, to place the box he was holding. The man followed him, putting down the box. From this distance, Zayn could see the man clearly and frankly, he thought the man was attractive.

Zayn shook his head, trying to expel the thoughts running around his head. He did not have any time for this. He had to set up everything, and start working.

One instance, Zayn could feel the man staring at him. He felt a tad bit uncomfortable, but shoved the thought aside. He told himself he was just imagining it.

About half an hour later, all the boxes had been moved in. Zayn wiped the sweat off of his forehead and turned towards the man.

"Thank you so much..." He trailed off.

"Liam. And you are?" He asked.

"Zayn." They shook hands.

"Would you like to come in for a cup of tea? My treat." Zayn asked. He felt he had to do something in return.

"I would love to, but I have to be somewhere else. Maybe later?" Liam said with a frown.

"That's okay! Sorry to bother you."

"It's fine, mate. See ya later." He waved. Zayn waved back and watched Liam walk away.

"Time to unpack." Zayn said to himself.

"After a cup of tea, of course."

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New book! I've been wanting to write this for a long time, but I had no idea when to write it.

Let's just see how this story goes.

Oh, and I'm planning to keep it short.