Dreary|| zarry

Four||

Rain pounds on the window pane, making Zayn know he is stuck in on this fine Saturday, doing nothing and hopefully he gets inspiration for some art project to begin. He turns from the window in the living room, deciding to relax and not force himself to do anything, knowing he is going to Wahliya's cheer competition later today.

So, he makes some pancakes for himself, from scratch. Remembering he's going over for dinner to Anne and Harry's home, Zayn decides to start a fresh batch of some banana bread his mum always used to make when he was younger. Of course, he forgot some instructions and ingredients so he's going to have to call her for a reminder.

In the middle of eating breakfast, a knock erupts on Zayn's door and he quickly takes a napkin to rid his mouth of any maple syrup before standing to answer the front door. When he opens it he's met face to face with Louis who instantantly throws his arms into the air, yelling excitedly.

"Aye!" He exclaims, walking into Zayn's home without an invite and Zayn simply shrugs, shutting the door. He's known this man for years but he hardly comes over, usually they all congregate at Liam and AJ's humble abode. "So, whose ready for a day of shopping?" Louis asks, plopping on the couch as he picks up a remote to start flicking through channels.

"I was watching something." Zayn says, sulking as he walks up behind him.

"Oh shit, sorry," Louis snorts, not stopping his actions. "You should be getting ready anyway, mate, what the hell?" he glares, turning to look up at his friend 

Zayn sighs, walking back over to his pancakes, noticing he's full now after three. "Do we have to do it so early?" he frowns, walking over to his kitchen.

"Its ten!" Louis exclaims.

"Exactly." Zayn snaps, cleaning the plate before placing it gently into the dishwasher.

"Suck it up dude, would you prefer to be at the mall when it's busy?" Louis quirks up an eye brow, smirking because he's got Zayn there. Who would want to be at the mall with the afternoon hustle and bustle?

"Fine, fine, I'll be ready in thirty." Zayn says. "Don't touch anything." He states over his shoulder as he walks to his room.

"No promises!" Louis sings jokingly and Zayn rolls his eyes with a small smile as Louis laughs to himself.

After getting ready Zayn walks back out to see Louis laying on his couch and watching animal planet. He furrows his brows and leans down to rest his arms on the cushions, watching as a lion eats a dead deer. "This, this is what you're preoccupying yourself with?"

"Its life, Zayn." Louis snaps, pouting as the lion continues to eat and Zayn wonders how long it's going to go on, seeming to not be able to look away as he grimaces at the guts on display.

"Fuck, that's nasty." He gags, shaking his head.

"You're nasty." Louis retorts, sitting up and stretching.

Zayn acts offended by his comment, his mouth falling agape with a glare before he reaches out and shoves Louis, making him fall back over on the couch with a groan and Zayn laughs, rolling his eyes.

"You dramatic arse." Zayn shakes his head, turning away to walk towards the door. He grabs his default weekend shoes that rest there and slips them on. "Come on, let's get this over with." He says.

"Wow, spending time with me isn't something you just get over with." Louis mocks Zayn's voice, deepening it and changing his strong Doncaster accent to Zayn's Bradford one. Zayn snorts as they walk out of his apartment. He turns to lock it before walking with Louis towards the elevators.