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🦋 10: Fourth Summer : Warning Signs

When Zayn showed up to his grandparents house the following summer, he knew that things would be different. Something in his mind was telling him that what he and Harry had between them had gone wrong. He just didn't know in what way yet. There were a couple times during the drive there that Zayn thought he may have been overreacting. But then he would think about how things had been between them over the time he was away and he knew that it wasn't good. There were three indicators over that course of those nine months that had told him just so.

The first indicator happened a couple months after Zayn went back home for the summer. Zayn had called up Harry one evening just to talk.

"How was your day?"

"Class got canceled. The professor was sick."

"Lucky." Zayn said.

"For me. But not so much for Professor Alan."

"Yeah."

"What about you?"

"I just got in from work and I was bored."

"Ah. That's quite interesting. He gets home. He feels bored. I'm the first person he calls. I think that says a lot."

Zayn smiled. "Well, don't feel too special. I don't have too many people to talk to. Well... there is this one girl who I partnered up with once on an assignment. Tori McKenny. She's cool, I guess."

Harry chuckled. "I never got to see you rock that business suit in person. I'm going to have to visit a little longer on Christmas break this year so I can."

"You mean spend Christmas with me instead of going back home?"

"Yep."

Zayn was so excited. "Well if you do, I have to make sure it's extra special this year."

"How special?"

"Like.... Anne, William and Gemma are at the movies and we're home alone special."

"Ooh. I'll pack the lube and something else special then. But one thing."

"What?"

"We are not doing that at your dad's house. I just can't."

"Why not? I did it at yours."

"That's different."

"How is it different?"

"It just is. Your dad is welcoming me in his home so I'll have a place to stay while I'm there. It wouldn't be right fuck his son in his house while he's away at work."

"And how is that different from what we did at your place again?"

"I don't know, babe. It just is. So when I get there, we'll just check into a hotel or something for a night."

"Then it will be so obvious and he's gonna definitely know what we did."

"Or will he?"

"Yes. He's got something called common sense. He will know."

"Okay, sure. Maybe he will. But it won't matter because we're dating and we're adults who make our own decisions. Plus we're committed to each other and we love each other. Right?"

"Harry."

"What?"

"I know what you're doing. Stop."

"Or you could just say it and end my misery right now."

"You're not in misery."

"Who says?"