Mind of ZAYN ✔️ Zarry

ch. 3 ✏

Zayn (2012)

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth, but it's you, it's you, it's you they add up to..." I looked at my lover who is just cuddling me while we're sitting on the couch.

We just got back from the recording session of our new album. And now we're having our quality time. I smiled at him. I played with his curls.

"You're having last song syndrome, babe," I said as I removed a strand of his hair. He shook his head while grinning widely.

"No, I just love the song..." He smiled and he continues.

"And I'm in love with you, and all your little things." I chuckled. Harry's so cute and lovely. My eyes went to his lips.

It's tempting me to kiss him. His red kissable lips. How would it feel against mine? I didn't notice that I'm leaning closer to him. I just felt his breath on mine. Heart pounding. Butterflies on my stomach. An inch away.

"Whoa! Whoa! My eyes!" We were stopped by Niall who's walking into the room. Behind him were Liam and Louis.

"Enough, for now, lovebirds," Louis said while sitting in front of us. He looked so problematic.

We sit back straight. "What's the problem, Lou?" I asked. Liam sat beside him. He didn't answer.

"He'sh sho fish of abawt tshe Lashy Shylesun shumors." Niall answered while chewing some pizza. What? The hell, I didn't understand a thing.

"Niall, how many times do I have to tell you to finish your food first, before talking?" Liam reminded him while Harry giggled at that attitude of Niall.

"What is he trying to say is Louis' so pissed off about the Larry Stylinson thingy." Liam explained. I furrowed. Harry cleared his throat.

We all don't want to talk about it, seriously. It's all awkward of us. Louis and I are best friends, he and Harry are best friends, too. Harry is my boyfriend. It's just pissing me. Really.

"I have Eleanor. I am happy with her. I love her. But then people want to push things." Louis said.

"Eleanor is getting hate from a thousand people. She didn't do anything wrong." Louis' depressed.

"I'll talk to her. She's my friend. She'll listen to me." Harry said. I nodded. Harry knows how to comfort a friend. It does really work.

"If only the management will let us tell the world about you guys. I promise I'll be the one to tell!" Louis said.

"But then the management won't let us," Liam said and we all agreed.

"Louis, we're fine. It's alright. As long as I have Harry. We'll just ignore them." I assured him. Harry looked at me and smiled.

"Aww! Look at that," Niall said as he watched us. I just smiled at him and hugged Harry.

"You know, guys, don't worry. I'll do anything for Zarry." Louis patted my knees.

"You don't have to, Lou. We're happy." Harry answered him.

***

Things went off well, not until Perrie and Taylor have come to the scene. Perrie is a very kind person.

She was introduced by the management after they knew about me and Harry. But Taylor isn't that good.

They said that we need them. Harry is the most popular among us, so they said they don't want the world to know that he has a boyfriend.

But they don't do anything about Larry Stylinson rumors. F.ucking management? Yes.

I told Perrie about Harry. Of course she was shocked for the first time, but then she understands. Harry, Perrie, and I get along so well.

I'm happy because instead of getting jealous of Perrie, Harry still understands. They even became friends.

But Taylor isn't that much. Yes, it is nice. But then she always nags at Harry about being a womanizer and about Caroline. Plus, I don't get it.

Taylor is very famous and all compared to us. Why is there a need for her for Harry? Is she demanding? I don't know.

Unlike me, Harry didn't tell Taylor about us. Well, we all know Taylor wouldn't accept it. No hate, but I don't trust her that much. It's okay if she didn't know. It's for all of us anyway.

I walk into the room after meeting Perrie. I found Louis and Niall in the kitchen. Liam's out with Danielle.

"Hey, Zayn. Harry's with Eleanor in the balcony." I nodded at Louis and made my way to the balcony.

"How are you feeling now? About Zerrie?" I heard Eleanor asked Harry. I hide into the curtain of the room. They were sitting while Eleanor's head is on Harry's shoulder.

"Well, I, uh, I'm okay with that. I guess." Harry nods as he says. Eleanor looked up at him.

"You sure? You can always tell me." Eleanor said. Harry sighed.

"Okay, the truth is, I'm jealous, of course. But I'm not mad at Perrie or Zayn. I don't know. I guess it's just what a normal boyfriend would feel. Besides, Perrie is a kind person. yeah. I'm okay with that." Harry answered him.

But Harry didn't look happy. I can see the sadness in his eyes. More like, fear. What is he afraid of? Right now, I want to hug him. I want to comfort him. I don't want to see him like this.

"Harry, you're not okay. I know you understand this situation. As I do. But, deep inside you, you're afraid of something. What is it? Tell me. Are you afraid that he might fall in love with her?" I waited for his answer.

"Yes. Truthfully. I mean, yes I trust Zayn. With all of my heart. But, inside of mine, I'm afraid that he might fall in love with Perrie. Perrie is beautiful. Talented, gorgeous, kind, caring, understanding." Harry explains.

"But Harry, you are too. You're kind. You're beautiful. You're very understanding.", Eleanor defended.

"But I'm not a girl, and this relationship is getting more complicated. I'm not able to give him children of his own, and the world would judge us. At least with Perrie, he can have a normal life." His voice broke. It sounds like he's going to cry.

Why would he feel that? I won't leave him. I won't replace him. Ever.

He's the one I want to be with forever. I don't care if the world judges us. All I need is him. I stepped out and reached for him.

"I'm going in. You guys talk." Eleanor smiled before leaving.

I hug him tight. I want him to feel that he has nothing to worry about. That there's nothing to be afraid of. That I'll be here. I won't ever leave him. Not for anyone or anything. Hazza is mine and I'm his.

"Harry, please don't ever think like that again. I don't want you to feel like that, and I want you to know that even if our relationship is complicated, I am happy. I am contented. It feels like there's nothing more I want. Having you in my life is now my greatest gift from above, and leaving you is like taking my own life, babe. Always remember this." I cupped his face then kissed the tip of his nose.

He wiped a tear on his cheeks and nodded. "Always in my heart, Zayn."