Homeless { Zarry }

Chapter 2

*Harry POV *
One month passed by without me having seen Zayn . I've ringed a couple times but he never seemed to be there. I have already asked my neighbor Ms Harbour but she hasn't seen him either . I'm starting to get a lil paranoid. What if something happened to him ? Maybe he got kidnapped?  I have made up the craziest theories in my mind. Hope they're not true. No, Zayn seems to be a strong man. I don't think he got kidnapped.

But where is he gone ?
That's like all I think about in my free time. Fuck it. I'll give this another try. I take the keys and head out.
I press his bell. I don't really think  that he's gonna be there. But I gotta try it at least. Nothing seems to happen. Should I ring again ? Suddenly I hear steps on the stairs. I turn around only to see a man wearing a black cap that almost covers the mans eyes . I can't even see his face cause he is looking down on his phone. He's wearing all black. But is this Zayn ?

"Zayn?" The man asks . Okay, he is obviously not Zayn.
He then goes on "Could you please open the door? I'm already here"
He must be on the phone with Zayn.
Is that a friend of him?

Is Zayn at home ? did he just not want ... ? Before I can finish my thought the door is opened by a tired looking Zayn who is only in black boxers. Damn .I guess his favorite color is black. Oh wow, he has a lot tatoos. He brushes his dark hair back while staring at me.

"Harry ?"

"Oh hi. Did you not hear the bell ?"

"No. I was listening to music on my earphones" Zayn explains giving me a weak smile. The guy in black ,who was standing on the stairs, walks up to us. He gives Zayn a fist bump and heads in.

"So.. I was wondering where you've been the last month. Cause you know.. I didn't see you..." I said trying hard not to sound like I've been stalking him... which I haven't . I've just been looking for him a couple times. That's what good neighbors do...right ?

Okay.... I gotta admit I looked for him like everyday but I only ringed at his' like 10 times or so... I mean that's only 1/3 of the days I haven't seen him. You can't call that stalking....right ?

"Uh.. I'm out a lot so I mostly only spend my nights here" he explains.

"Oh okay. So I guess there won't be too many occasions for us to have dinner together"  I say trying to remind him.

"I'm pretty sure there'll soon be" he says blinking at me.

But what the hell does he mean by that ? Why would he not give me a precise date if he really wants to have dinner with me ? Uuh.. this guy is killing me.

"Have a nice day" I turn around and make my way to my door when I feel a strong hand grabbing my wrist. I turn around to face the person.  It's Zayn.

"Uh can I have your phone number ? So I can call you when I've got time."

I nod in response. Zayn hands me his phone and I register my number.
Fucking Milestone.