Out in the Cold (Zianourry) ON HOLD

Thirteen

That night, when they get back home, Louis and Niall help Harry in the kitchen (really Louis messes with every single thing Harry uses to cook and Niall has to taste test literally everything, but Harry doesn't have the heart to tell them to get out), and then everyone goes to their respective beds for the night, their bellies full, their bodies worn out from their day. When the morning light is streaming in through the windows, Harry cooks breakfast with Zayn's help, laughter filling the air.

Liam stumbles in right about the time they're finishing everything up, his fists rubbing his eyes, a yawn pulling his lips into a perfect circle. "Good morning," The burly man greets, smiling tiredly at the pair. Underneath his eyes are dark marks, Harry notes, his face twinging with concern.

Zayn and Harry return the greeting, and then Harry walks over to the other end of the counter, grabbing the bag he made for Liam this morning. "Here," The green eyed boy says, his voice quiet and timid, a faint blush painting his cheeks.

"What's this?" Liam asks, his eyebrows coming together in the middle of his forehead as he takes the bag when Harry passes it to him.

"I packed yu lunch since you never come home for it." Harry tries shrugging it off, but he feels his cheeks heat up even more when the man smiles softly at him, an unidentifiable look in his eyes. Unidentifiable to Harry, at least.

"Thanks, H." Liam replies, his voice dripping in sincerity. He leans forward and kisses Harry's cheek, then presses a kiss to Zayn's lips. "Tell Niall and Louis that I love them, yeah? I love you, I'll see you four this evening." Liam requests, giving both of them another smile, before he's leaving the kitchen. A moment later, Harry hears the front door open and close.

It goes silent for a beat, neither Zayn nor Harry moving. Then Harry opens his mouth to speak, but Zayn cuts him off, chuckles as he says, "You'll find out in a couple more days."

"But I wanna know now," Harry whines playfully, a lopsided grin on his face.

"Liam's wanting you to find out the day of his event." Zayn tells him, rolling his eyes fondly at Liam's rule. Personally he doesn't see the big deal with telling Harry now, in a way thinks it would be better, but Liam wants it to be a surprise until the day. He pats Harry's shoulder, adding, "I'm gonna go wake the two lazies up, you go on ahead and dig in, love." Zayn starts to head upstairs, but he pauses in the doorway, turning back to Harry. "Hey, H? I forgot to tell you last night, but my boss called and asked me if I could come in today, so it's just going to be you, Niall, and Louis."

"Alright," Harry answers simply, nodding his head as he walks over to the table, where they've already stacked the plates and bowls, while Zayn nods as well and leaves the room.

He returns a few minutes later, right as Harry's sticking another bite of oatmeal in his mouth. Niall and Louis only a few behind the raven haired man. "Good morning, Hazza." Louis greets, offering him a sleepy smile as he takes a seat in the nearest chair, ending up in the one opposide of Harry. He pulls a plate from the stack, reaching over to get the food he wants.

Niall takes the chair next to Harry, covering his mouth as he lets out a yawn. He too takes a plate and gets the foods that he wants, while Harry returns the greeting to both of them when his mouth is empty.

It's silent as they eat, like it usually is in the morning time, while Niall and Louis try and wake themselves up fully. "What are we doing today?" Louis asks once everyone is finished with their meals and their dirty dishes are in the sink.

"I have to start getting ready to go into the shop." Zayn reminds, running his fingers through his hair a couple of times.

"Oh, right." Louis recalls, nodding his head slightly. His eyes focus on Niall and Harry, repeating his question with a little more emphasis. "What are we doing today?"

"I was actually thinking about going for a walk?" Harry speaks up, and everyone's eyes shoot over to him.

"You want to excercise? Willingly?" Niall asks, his eyebrows creasing together, his nose scrunching up.

Harry laughs quietly, his dimples popping. "I want some fresh air." He corrects, grinning at the confusion still clear on the blond's face.

"A walk sounds amazing." Zayn sighs, a pout making it's way on his face.

"Go get ready for work," Niall instructs, pointing towards the bottom of the staircase. Zayn rolls his eyes, grinning, but he does as told, after stealing a kiss from the blond.

"Where were you wanting to walk too?" Louis asks curiously, leaning back against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest.

Harry shrugs, copying his position. "I don't know what's around here."

"We should go see a movie!" Niall jumps in, his blue eyes widening excitedly. Harry and Louis make a face at the suggestion, causing the blond to deflate.

"There's nothing good even in theaters right now, Niall." Louis tells him, patting his head gently. Niall knocks his hand off, walking around them, gently pushing Harry to the side so that he can hop up on the counter.

Zayn comes back downstairs, now dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans and a simple white t-shirt, but of course he looks like a model in such a simple outfit. "Alright, I'm heading out. You guys have fun today. Harry, even if you go walking today, you gotta go with me soon." He says, stopping in front of all three of them. Zayn kisses Louis first, then leans over to kiss Niall. He pulls Harry in for a hug, surprising the boy. "Don't let them drive you crazy today." Zayn jokes, squeezing Harry for a minute before he pulls back. "Liam will be home before I am, but if they do start driving you crazy, you're more than welcome to steal one of their phones and call me."

Harry laughs, nodding. "I will. See you later, Z."

Zayn leaves the kitchen with a grin, one that matches the other three boys'.