x Ziam One Shots x

Definition of Love

“Zayn, I heard my mother and your mother talking about love, What is love?” Zayn heard his curly haired best friend ask him. 

"I don't know, Harry" Zayn said with a forced smile, Harry was a year younger than Zayn, yet Zayn loved the younger boy like he was his younger brother, and Harry looked up to Zayn like he's his big brother, his protector, his hero. 

"But, you're older than me, you should know" Harry complained, Zayn was 11 years old by that time, and he have heard about love everywhere in school, everyone gushed about love and boyfriends and girlfriends, something Zayn couldn't find himself interested in. 

"Well, Harry, let's just say it's a feeling, just like the both of us, we have this feeling called love" Zayn said

"But, we can't marry like what I've heard" Harry said with a frown. 

"Harry, what we have is a brotherly affection, it is also called as love. If you're asking about two people who have a combination of attraction and affection, then I'm not sure" Zayn said and then Harry frowned 

"But, Love is when you look at someone and you can see the world in her eyes, you can understand what forever is, and you'll want to spend that forever with that someone" Zayn said and Harry just nodded, Zayn expected Harry to understand, and when Harry nodded, Zayn smiled because atleast, Harry got the message, or that's what he thought. 

~*~ 

"Mom, uhm, Is Zayn allowed to have a girlfriend?" Waliyha asked who was younger than Zayn, and she looked at their mother innocently. 

"Of course, he is. He is sixteen already" Zayn's mother answered  

No, mom, Zayn doesn't want a girlfriend, he wants a boyfriend. 

When he went to school, girls were again gawking at Zayn, it was something normal, everyday when he got in the school, girls would gawk at him and try to talk to him, hang out with him. But, he didn't like the idea of girls flirting with him. He didn't even like the idea of kissing girls. Girls are crazy and pathetic, that's what he thought atleast. 

"Zayn!" He heard his name being called by his blonde best friend. 

"Perrie" He exclaimed, snaking his arm to her waist, which girls and boys gawked again. We can assemble why; Zayn was a tall, thin boy. He wasn't too skinny, but he wasn't too muscled like the other boys, he had a beautiful pair of golden eyes, his hair slightly quiffed, a cute set of cheeks, a cute nose and a perfect jawline. While, Perrie on the other side, had a featherly-blonde hairs, a beautiful pair of blue eyes, sometimes changing, when she decides to wear the contacts that Zayn bought for her, a beautiful pair of pink lips that every boy wanted to devour on. 

"We've been here for two years already, and these people are still in a struck whenever we walk in the hallway" Zayn said and Perrie giggled. 

"What can we do? We're hot" Perrie gushed and Zayn smiled after rolling his eyes. 

"What's up with you and Josh? Have you accepted to go out with him?" Zayn asked

"No, I don't wanna go out with him.." Perrie answered

"But why?" Zayn asked stopping his movements and looked at Perrie.

"Because I've got my eyes on someone else" Perrie answered and smiled. Zayn chuckled and Perrie furrowed her eyebrows. 

"Why are you laughing?" Perrie asked

"It's just because your eyes are sparkling and your lips are giving me an indication that you are indeed in love" Zayn said