Mind Full of Paper ♔ zarry stylik

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They both arrived at the program, but they weren't inside yet. They were behind the gates along with a crowd of men awaiting to get a job. Malik took Styles' hand shoving past the crowd to try to get close towards the closed gated entrance.

"1..." The man behind the closed gate picked out 5 out of the crowd. Nor Zain or Seth were picked.

Week by week, they visited the program. Still hasn't chosen them. Zain found Harry become weary. "So... boxing, are you not allowed to do it anymore?" Harry asked.

"The manager signed me off, but...I can show you some tricks. It was my dream to become well-known, or famous since I was little." Zain and Harry arrived at a department store for some food. Zain had little money.

"If it's your dream, then achieve it!" Harry was serous an his facial expression showed it too. Harry picked up and perfectly good beef and turkey which would be good enough for a couple of weeks. The turkey was big and at low price too. Zain nodded, putting the meats in a small shopping cart. "It's not so easy." Zain replied.

"If you put your mind to it, Mr.Malik, you can do anything!" Harry grinned. He could see it, he could see Zain being successful. The boxer had the looks anyway.

"You're an angel." Zain offered Harry a gentle smile, pinching the boy's chin. Harry smiled back.

The boy wanted more affection from the man, but that really wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

"Homos." Blunted a man next to them. The man laughed under his breath. Zain heard. He didn't have a good temperament, but before Zain could hurt the man, Harry grabbed Zain's arm and went to the counter to pay.

"Why'd you do that? Me? A homo? I ain't no homo." Zain stuffed his hands into his jacket's pockets while Harry carried the bags.

"What's a homo?" Harry had asked. Zain's face went blank.

"People who are nowhere near close to Heaven." Zain said. If only Harry knew the meaning and compared it to Zain's definition, he wouldn't be standing next to the man.

"Oh. Well, you are right! You're not a 'homo'! You're a great man and I believe you will retrieve Heaven. God will forgive us for our mistakes if we do not mean them or cannot control them."

Zain didn't answer. Thinking it was just Harry's goofy character, Zain laughed.

Once the two boys arrived home, there was Gigi. She had blonde hair and beautiful clothing. She wore a hat and an overcoat with knee socks and pump shoes. Harry gasped,"the paint on your face! It's beautiful!"

"Paint," The girl scowled. "It's makeup," She turned to Zain. An evil grin was shown upon her lips and as much as Zain wanted to slap her or kick her out, he couldn't.

"Mother wants us to get married. Would break her heart if you said no." She said.

"Mr.Malik, can I have some makeup?" Harry interrupted and Zain laughed. It was cute and blissful how the boy brushes off things like he didn't hear them.

"My mum has makeup, which she doesn't use anymore. Go knock yourself out." Zain kept his eyes locked with Harry's, eager to see the outcome. The lady fake coughed. "Oh. Yeah...that won't happen anytime soon." Said Zain.

"Malik," The lady walked in closer towards Zain,"you shouldn't keep a woman waiting."

"Wow, you're that impatient. Love has no impatience."