Celebrity crush (Zarry)

Chapter 12

"What's happening?"

A hoarse voice startled Zayn. Just then Zayn remembered Harry was in his room and he must have woken him up by all the noise he made. He looked over and saw Harry yawning and rubbing his eyes. He looked like a kitten, so soft and delicate, in his morning state.

Zayn faked a cough, face still red, as he quickly looked away. He couldn't look at Harry because the dream he had just a while ago was still vivid. "Umm, sorry I woke you up."

Harry shook his head to tell Zayn it was okay. He groaned when he felt a terrible headache. "Head hurts." he whined.

"There's painkillers on the nightstand." Zayn told him softly. "I'll make you some breakfast."

As he walked into their kitchen, he was glad that Niall and Louis were nowhere to be seen. Liam was making tea.

"Hey, Zayn!" Liam said as he poured tea into his cup. "Do you want some tea?"

"Nah, I'm gonna make breakfast for Harry." Zayn said and walked over to the refrigerator.

"Harry?"

"Yeah. He was drunk last night and he's in my room." Zayn shrugged as he took the eggs out.

"So, what happened last night?" Liam wiggled his eyebrows with a knowing smile.

Zayn blushed and rolled his eyes, he didn't know Liam could be so nosy. "Nothing." He murmured, trying to be nonchalant.

"Oh, come on! Share some tea with your bro." Liam whined and before Zayn could say something back, Liam's phone went off.

"Yes, baby." He picked up the phone and walked out of the kitchen.

Zayn sighed in relief, mentally thanking Cheryl for the phone call.

When he was preparing breakfast, he heard some footsteps. As he turned around, he saw Harry walking in.

"Hey." Harry gave him a small smile.

"Are you feeling good now?" Zayn asked and put the pancakes on the plates.

"Yes. Thank you, but why am I in your house?" Harry titled his head in confusion. "You guys said that you'd only be back today."

"Well, I came back yesterday and was about to surprise you. But when I came back home, you were drunk and banged on my door." Zayn said cautiously and gestured Harry to sit down for breakfast. He didn't know if he should mention it or not, he was hesitating. But he wanted Harry to know that no matter what, he'll always be there for him. "Last night you told me you called him..."

Harry snapped, "Can we not talk about it?"

"Harry, you know you can tell me anything, right?" Zayn said, voice laced with concern.

"Yes, I know. I just..." Harry looked down at his plate filled with delicious food but he suddenly lost his appetite. "I just need time to think and process things by myself."

His voice was so low Zayn almost couldn't catch what he said.

"Okay." Zayn sighed and gave Harry a hopeful eyes, "Let's start breakfast, yeah? Whenever you feel comfortable, you can talk to me, okay?"

Harry nodded and gave him a small smile.

"Go get dressed. We're going out." Zayn stated after they finished their breakfast.