Mind of ZAYN ✔️ Zarry

ch. 21 ✏

Harry

Weekend.
The weekend is the most favorite event for people. Especially us. I mean, me. Because the weekend is just our time to be together. Weekdays aren't good for us to hang out and have a happy time. Right now is just an ordinary Saturday. We just decided to do a movie marathon after we ate breakfast. And now it's our 6th movie. Death Bell.

It's a Korean movie that has a genre of mystery and thriller.

I was sat down on the floor with a cushion to sit on. My back is against the couch and I have my knees on my chest, while my chin rested on it. Zayn chose to sit beside me.

I cleared up things with Zayn. I am serious about doing this rightfully. I don't want the past to happen again. I don't want us to use a person or someone just to cover us. I don't want someone to hurt when I'm with Zayn. Just like Perrie. I know she loved Zayn so much. Zayn isn't hard to fall in love with. He's so perfect. Despite having anxiety, he's so kind, caring, loving, and a gentleman. And I know Gigi loves him for that. Of course, I am, too. But now, as I want to be selfish for having him all to myself, I want him to end things with Gigi first. Not so fast. I'm still in the phase of forgetting the bad events from the past.

I'm just so lucky because he is Zayn Malik. He'll do everything he can just to win my heart again. I mean, he already won my heart, but his efforts are a plus. I know he's forcing to be happy with Gigi every time he's going home. I know he wants to be with me every minute of every day, but this shouldn't be happening so fast. We got to slower things for us to succeed and live happily ever after.

As I've been drowning in my thoughts, I got distracted by the feeling that someone's staring at me, I quickly gaze beside me. Zayn's elbow is rested on the couch, and his chin is on his fist, staring at me. I frowned.

"What can I do for you, Mister?" I asked. He genuinely smiled at me.

"Maybe you can just reduce your cuteness, I guess?" He said grinning widely. I laughed.

"Well, sorry for you, Mister, 'cause, unfortunately, I can't do something about that," I smirked.

He let out a little giggle. "If that's the case, I would be drooling over and over then."

I mentally blushed at that.

"I guess the sweetest boyfriends in the world have come back." Liam scooted over. Smiling like an idiot.
I rolled my eyes.

"He's not my boyfriend," I said.

"Yeah, 'cause I'm his future husband," Zayn replied.

"Whoa! Now that's what I'm talking about," Louis speaks punching Zayn on his forearm. He chuckled.

"Oh please." I rolled my eyes again.

"Niall is the only one left single." Liam teased him. We all laughed.

"Everybody got somebody, I just wanna be alone." He sang throwing his head back on the couch. Our laughs got louder. Until Zayn reaches me for my ear.

"But, seriously, I'll make you marry me so soon." He whispered.

I swear I feel the heat rise against my cheeks. I saw him smirking at me seeing me blush. I was about to punch him in the chest when he caught it and kisses my knuckles.
I swear to gods above, take me now.

***

"Zayn, for the last time, I said no." I crossed my arms. Zayn's frowning. We have this little argument about him sleeping with me. I resisted. Many times. Because he wouldn't just sleep beside me. And I already discussed it to him that it's the last time. I don't want him cheating on his girlfriend. But he keeps on bugging me.

"I promise, it's just a cuddle." He insisted. Clapping his hands together. "Please."

"Zayn, you're too cute to resist. But still a no." I giggled when I saw him pouting.

"I wouldn't do anything. I promise. I just want a cuddle for tonight." He pleaded again. As much as I want to wake up with him beside me, I just can't.

"Zayn, we already talked about this, right?"

"I know, and it's just a cuddle." He made those puppy eyes and pouting lips. I giggled as I shook my head.

"Goodnight, Zayn. Have sweet dreams." I waved and closed the door behind me. I laughed at myself as I played Zayn's face on my mind. He's irresistible, yet, I have to keep myself off the limits.

And besides, I'm happy. I'm just so overwhelmed with the things right now. I don't feel any pressure. I don't have something to think about that made my chest so heavy. Finally, I can sleep with a smile on my face.

The next morning, I woke up with something heavy around my waist. I frowned. I shove my hands under my sheets to feel there's an arm around me. I rolled my eyes playfully knowing who is it.

I can feel his breath on my neck. I giggled a little because it tickles me. I feel the warmth. Maybe because my back is against his bare chest. I smiled. I miss waking up beside him. It just feels so right, and perfect. I wish we could be like this every day.

I turned around to face him. His face was breathtaking. His features are too good to be true. How can someone be so perfect just he is? And how lucky I am to be with him now? Sometimes I'm scared of how perfect he is. I think I'm no match for him. I mean, look at me compared to him. I'm just thankful enough that he loves me. Of who I am. Even how complicated this relationship is. He still sticks with me.

As I'm deep in my thoughts, I didn't notice the pair of lips that just met mine. I growl.

"Zayn!" I slap him on his chest that causing him to chuckle. He rolled over so he's now on top of me.

"Good morning, beautiful." He said before planting soft kisses on my face. I giggled.

"You sneaked into my room." I hissed. Making him stop.

"How'd you get in?" I asked. Because I know I locked the door before I go to bed last night.

He smiled. Pinning me against the pillow under. Intertwining our hands.
"Window." He whispered before biting my ear. I moaned.

"You little jerk." He laughed and lay down beside me.

"It's Sunday. And I have to deal with weekdays again tomorrow. I just wish that it's always Friday, so I can be with you." He sighed.

"I know. But still, we have works to do. You still happy doing your things, right?" I cupped his face.

"Of course. I just hate being so far from you." I smiled at that. He kisses the tip of my nose.

"I love you, Harry."

"I love you, too, Zayn."

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