Harry quickened his pace, having long legs have their own perk. Making Zayn almost run his way up to him just to keep up. They exited the parking lot and Harry led them again inside the mall, making his way to escape Zayn's attention by walking up with the people passing by.
But Zayn is persistent, trying his very best to keep up and have a serious talk with him. Shouting his name in front of these people already staring at them, watching them almost running around the place.
At last, Harry grew tired. "Stop it, Zayn, I'm tired." He told the man who was walking behind him.
"You know I won't get tired of you," Zayn told him back shrugging all the heavy breathes away.
Harry rolled his eyes and just walks around the park, looking around if the pap is around and managing to keep up with them. But instead of seeing a creepy man who stalks Zayn wherever, he stopped not so far away to a bench, where a young couple like them sitting and sharing food, taking care of each other.
A wave of bittersweet memory flooded Harry at that moment, Zayn stood beside him watching the same scene as him and reminiscing the same scenario three years ago when everything was still perfect.
"What had gotten wrong between us?" Zayn asked, still looking at the young couple.
"What made you regret us happening in your life?" He added.
Harry didn't answer those questions just like how he decided it. He walked away in another direction and Zayn followed him slowly.
Zayn sighed. "Walking away won't solve anything, Harry."
"The problem is not on me, it's on you who can't move on," Harry answered, walking forward.
"If you just tell me the truth, I might move on and leave you alone like how you wanted to." He told.
Harry stopped at his trance and breathed heavily before turning around at him. "The truth? Isn't it obvious, Zayn? That I don't love you anymore?"
Zayn stared at him saying those words, he might have felt hurt hearing it but it's just doesn't feel right, something is missing, and it's the truth that he wanted. Harry is lying.
"If that's the case, give me a reason why you fell out of love?" He pushes.
"Do people need a reason to fall out of love?" Harry hissed, started to walk away again.
"Of course, what pushed you away from me, there must be a reason," Zayn told back, he decided to pull Harry and drag him on one of the benches under the tree.
"Get off your hand." Harry pulled his arm back.
"Don't act like I wasn't inside you last night," Zayn told not giving a shit on who's around them hearing him.
Harry turned pale right away and felt embarrassed, unable to show his face to the people passing by them. "Can you stop being so blunt about this?"
"Wow, coming from you, brutal mouth." Zayn challenged, crossing his arms now.
"You're so immature, that! That I got tired of. You always want to do things your way." Harry breathed heavily.
"Immature? Who's been walking and running away between us? Mature people talk about problems and solve them, and in our case, I'm just the one doing the talk since I got here." Zayn argued, keeping Harry to talk now by pissing him.
"You don't get it, huh?" Harry faced away, "Nothing between us was perfect since the beginning."
"We were happy, we were having fun, we were in love, well, I am still in love which is obvious." He stated. "What made it so imperfect in your eyes? Please help me understand because I've been dying for three years, I don't know what went wrong or what did I do?" He complained.
A sense of frustration can be heard in his voice and Harry couldn't face him more and say anything because it's been killing him inside as well. He just shakes his head. "I'm sorry." He muttered.
"I showed you how much important you are to me; I did everything to keep you. I never cheated on you." Zayn told him, sighing so heavily.
"I know, I know. I just fucked it up." Harry answered. "It felt so good as if I was dreaming and I got scared because it feels unreal, so I ended up leaving you alone. It's my fault." He explained though it was not the whole truth, partly it was.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Zayn asked.
"You wouldn't let me. You won't accept it. We were too in love and we felt like we own the world but the truth is we don't."
"So, you think it was better to leave me hanging without a word and no reason, it's better to leave me thinking I was the problem in our relationship? It's that what you're saying?" Zayn defended himself.
"No, Zayn. I'm sorry. You deserve better than this." Harry pleaded, wishing it could end here already.
"You know this 'it's not you, it's me' thing is bullshit. Everything about it is bullshit." Zayn exclaimed; Harry looked down at his lap unable to say anything because there's no way to sugarcoat this.
"Don't tell me to find someone else, don't tell me who I deserve, don't tell me you're not the right one for me, just don't. Please. It'll not help me." Zayn begged me.
"What do you want me to do?" Harry asked.
"Let me love you," Zayn answered, bravely looking into Harry's eyes.
Harry heaved out a sigh. "Are you not really getting the thing, Zayn?" He whined.
"If I made you fall in love with me back then, I can certainly do that again. If that's the only way to have you again." Zayn insisted.
"It doesn't work that way, you need to stop here, this was over years ago, we should be preparing for something more important than this. You have your family looking forward to you to manage your family's business, I have my mom waiting for me to be successful. The world revolves and we need to go with the flow." Harry argued. Zayn's eyes lost hope.
"How did you feel when I left for New York?" Zayn seriously asked.
"Perfectly fine." Harry lied again.
"It took everything in me just to get up each day but it's wonderful to say that you were okay," Zayn told bitterly. He stood up and slowly walked away.
Harry was left speechless, feeling so vain inside that he let Zayn down and made him realize he wasn't enough when the gods above know it was hell a lie.
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Warm Nights With Malik ✔️ Zarry
Fanfiction"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves"
