Say Something (Im giving up on you) || Zarry

Chapter 8

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    Every perfect moment has an end. In Disney films, it usually end in a good way, like when Beast regained his human form when Belle kissed him and they lived happily ever after. But there's this one story in particular, where Cinderella was given a perfection of everything, but it only lasted til midnight. Sadly for Harry and Zayn, it was the latter.

    

While having a make out session at the alleyway, zayn's phone started ringing in his pocket. He ignored it at first, enjoying everything. But then it rang again for the second time, third, fourth til harry cant take it anymore. "Its okay, zee. answer it." He said, panting. he already has an idea of who it might be, anyway. Zayn looked at him for a moment, before nodding and gently pushing harry away from him. He pecked harry's lips one last time before walking a few steps away, fishing his phone from his pocket and answering it.

"Hello." He usually answers with hello babe, but with guilt eating him up like this, he just can bring himself to do it.

"Hi babe... I'm sorry I didnt make it to the gallery today. Im not really feeling well so I slept all day." Perrie spoke with a tired voice. There was dead air for a bit, til she spoke again. "everything okay, zayn?"

"Yeah... Hey, are you okay now? Do you want me to bring anything?"

"mmm. no, I'd probably sleep some more. dont really feel like eating. just checkin up on ya.."

"Please be alright soon. I.." Zayn stopped himself from saying it. I love you. Does he really? All these time he felt obliged saying it, he felt that it was an act of gratitude to Perrie for keeping him together and making him happy. But with Harry barging in back in his life, it made him remember when and what for those three words are used.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He continued.

"Alright.. You too. bye.. *kiss*" then she hang up. which is a good thing, because zayn doesnt want to do it with all the guilt he's feeling right now.

Harry just stood there, hands in his pockets, looking at zayn's back while he plays with his left foot, kicking it back and forth.

He felt pathetic, but he's ignoring it. He knows his place. He knows that he, of all people, deserves nothing from zayn. How's he gonna do that if he want him back? He decided that this time, he'll be the one giving. He'll give zayn all the love he could til nothings' left for himself without expecting zayn to love him back. Hell, he's even grateful that zayn kissed him back. So if zayn would put harry on the bottom of his priorities, or even if harry wont be on that list, its okay. Its a suicide mission but for harry, its okay. Right now, its zayn first. Zayn first, before harry.

Zayn walked back to harry, pulling a cigarrete and lighting it. He knows that harry hates in when he smokes, but right now, its the only thing that will make him feel better. They stood there awkwardly for a while, til zayn finished 1/4 of the stick and threw it.

"Im sorry." Harry broke the silence, voice ever so deep.

"for what?" zayn asked, furrowing his brows.

"for this. for everything. Look, I know my place, okay? So if you have to go and meet with your girlfriend, then go." Harry answered, looking at zayn with the most sincere shade of green his eyes could display. He knows zayn. He'll never do something to make anyone feel bad, feel unimportant cause he's been there. He's also aware that like cinderella's, the perfect moment they had has an end. it just sucks cause its not even midnight yet. But oh well, maybe he'd get his happy ending someday too, like all disney characters does. Maybe not just this time.

"Are you sorry for kissing me?" Zayn questioned as he inched closer to harry.

"Well, for that part, No." Harry replied, who stayed in his place.

"Good." Zayn gripped harry's collar, his face inches away from harry, staring at him. "Cause I love ya, harreh. I always have. never stopped doin it. never will." he didnt even let harry say anything, he pulled him for another kiss. He needs to reassure himself that this is when those three words are used for. that this is what its used for. Cause when he said it this time, its not for gratitude. Its something else he's yet to figure out. All he knows that when he's saying it to his harreh, it comes out naturally. it flows perfectly from his diaphragm to his chest to his mouth to harry's ear.

When Harry left, he took the memmory of zayn's heart of love. And now that he came back, Zayn will make sure that harry reminds him of it. Cause its the best feeling he had so far.

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