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☀️ 5: Second Summer : Snakes

Zayn huffed before opening the sliding door and making his way to the dock where his grandparents were sitting in their lawn chairs. It was ten in the morning and he was up earlier than usual so they must've gotten up quite early to come out here.

"Nan. Papa." He said.

They both had on sun hats and Nan looked up at him from under hers.

"Yes, darling?"

"You decided to come outside pretty early, didn't you?"

"Yes, before the midday sun arrives. We can't take that heat anymore. We'll mess around and have a heat stroke and die out here."

"And I don't want that." He said.

"Me either."

Papa fidgeted in his chair. "I'm gonna have to start bringing a cushion to sit on. This chair gets more uncomfortable everyday."

"Do you want me to get you a pillow from the house?" Zayn offered.

"No, no. It's fine. I'll get it next time."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"Okay." Zayn folded his arms. "Nan."

"Yes?"

"Is it okay if I go into town alone today?"

"Of course. You're an adult, aren't you?"

Well, he was eighteen, so technically he was. "Yes."

"Then I think you are allowed to go into town alone."

He smiled. "Thank you."

"But be careful. Just because you're an adult, that should not make you careless."

He nodded. "Yes, ma'am. I'm gonna leave in an hour then."

"Alright."

As Zayn fixed himself fruit and oatmeal for breakfast, he thought about his destination today. When he had gone out with Harry's friends and met him the other day, the topic of having a summer party had come up. They joked about Harry convincing his boss to let him bring liquor to the party. Of course it was only a joke but that had been the way Zayn found out that he worked at the liquor store.

When their meal was over and Zayn and Harry got in the car to go home, Zayn had asked him about his job. He was pleased to know that after a good talk with his mother, she allowed him to have the job he wanted. Even though Harry had kept it secret till then, he was so excited to tell him and it made Zayn excited to see him so excited. And since Harry could see that he truly was happy for him, he called him this morning and asked him to come sit with him for a while. At first, Zayn was a bit skeptical about it because of all the alcohol he would be surrounded by, but after Harry convinced him that it was fine, he agreed to go.

After he finished eating, he put the address to Harry's workplace in the GPS and let it guide him there. Ten minutes later, he pulled up to a shopping center on the edge of town. The liquor store was on the end. Once he parked his car, he went inside and immediately saw Harry standing behind the counter.

"Took you long enough."

"It did, didn't it?"

"What took you so long?"

"I had to eat breakfast first."

"Breakfast? It's lunchtime."

"But it was my first meal of the day and it was breakfast for me, so..."

"Alright. Sure. Whatever you say."

Zayn leaned on the counter and he thought it was so cute that he quickly let him have his way so that they didn't have to argue over something as small as that. "So why'd you ask me to come here?"