Harry felt anger. He felt sorrow. He had so many emotions running through him. All because of Zayn. Harry had never gotten close to anyone except for Niall. Niall is like a brother to Harry,he watches after him just I case he does anything stupid.
When he had first saw the dark-haired lad,it was like a bomb had exploded in his heart. He felt excitement,he felt curious,he felt intrigued. The boy was mysterious,staring at Harry with those hazel eyes.
And now,all Harry wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry. He had been At Nialls house for the past hour,lost in his thoughts.
"Harry mate,what's gotten into you. Why are you so down?"Niall tried comforting his friend. No response. Niall let out a deep sigh and just pulled him into a tight embrace.
"it's him isn't it?"Niall said rubbing small circles on Harry's back. Harry just nodded and sniffled. Niall let out another deep sigh,pulling Harry deeper into the embrace.
"Have you ever had this feeling when you meet someone for the first time and you know nothing about but you would do anything in your power for them?"Harry said. Niall took a moment to think but remembered that he has had that feeling before. "Yeah I have actually. "it fell silent again. All you heard was the heavy breathing of the two boys.
"well uhm...we have to start getting ready. C'mon then. "
Niall said,dragging Harry to get ready.
*~*~*
It was a Saturday night,which meant it would be a full house in the club. Dressed up in long black joggers and a SnapBack,Harry was supposed to do a hip hop routine. It wasn't particularly his cup of tea,but he had to fill in for a missing dancer.
The manager announced Harry,walking out to the stage he scanned the audience. Hazel hadn't met with emerald orbs. He wasn't here tonight. Harry felt disappointment,he would have wished for the dark-haired lad to be here tonight.
Harry still went on through the routine,having money thrown at him at every end.
*~*~*
Zayn didn't want to go inside of the club and watch Harry dance for other men. So he waited outside till his shift was over. Zayn wanted Harry for his own selfish needs. He wanted him to be his own. Nobody else's. It's hard for someone to come out of a big break up then find somebody new with in hours. But Zayn managed to do it and he wasn't going to stop till he had him.
Zayn waited for hours in the winter cold. Finally Harry had emerged from the club wearing a beat up Ramones shirt,tight jeans and white converse. He was looking hot.
Zayn pulled out a cig,lighting it and inhaling the toxic smoke.
Harry stopped dead in his tracks when hazel eyes stared straight into his green orbs. He felt happy but still angry at the same time. He was happy that Zayn had actually came to see him but he was still hurt for what he did.
"Zayn..."Harry started off. No response. Harry felt awkward. But it looked like Zayn had been crying,his eyes were puffy and red and he had tears stains on his cheeks.
"H-hey,how are you. "Zayn finally spoke.
"I've been better. "Harry tried to act cooly. It fell silent again. It wasn't an awkward silence more of just a comfortable silence. All you could hear was the heavy breathing of the two boys and the cold winter breeze. "I'm really truly sorry for what I di-"Harry had cut him off by crashing his lips to the other boys. It was the same feeling just like their first. Lust filled but passionate.
Harry was the one to break the kiss receiving a disapproval groan from Zayn.
"I forgive you. "Zayn smiled up at the slitely taller boy.
