The Silhouette (Zarry) [On Hold]

Dieci.

10:02 AM, London.

Zayn's POV:

I woke up a bit late today, my days had been pretty uneventful. Nothing to do, nothing to get up early for.

I hate today. I hate this day.

I took my way out to the living room, lazy more than the word could describe, surely after I pulled sweets and a jumper on. The weather was getting chilly.

Niall was there, sitting crossed legged on the sofa, his phone on his hands, and a big bouquet of dark flowers, so similar to the one I got yesterday was laying on the coffee table.

My eyes widened at the sight of them, Is this person sending me flowers every day?

Could Niall be tricking me? He won't do it.

Will he?

"Good morning, Casanova." He said, his eyes leaving his phone, looking at my surprising expression. So it's not his trick.

"Morning." I ignored what he just called me. And the fact that there's a new bouquet on the table. "Any coffee?"

"Yup, do you want me to pour you some, queen?" He sassed and I rolled my eyes.

I took my way to the kitchen and he followed me; as the curious puppy he was.

"So, a secret admirer! How long have you been planning to hide this from me?" He put his hands on the waist of his yellow pyjamas, smirking down at me.

"As long as I could. Besides, I thought it's a one time thing yesterday. It's no big deal." I poured a cup of coffee. And took a cigarette from my pack and between my lips I put it.

He gasped, "You got another bouquet of flowers yesterday?"

Ugh! "I said it's no big deal." I returned to the living room, and he followed again. I started patting my pockets for my lighter. I swore I grabbed it with my pack of cigarettes when I left my room.

"No big deal? It is actually. Maybe finally you'll find someone who appreciates you the way you deserve. Instead of you know who." He started, and knowing my friend, I emphasized the 'started'.

"Look, Niall. Whoever this girl is. I don't care so leave it. I'm not in a good mood." I said, clearly irritated, and went to my room to get the god-damn lighter.

And I heard him sighing behind me, "When were you ever in a good mood?"

...

I decided to go to the park today, most of my days were spent either on the coffee house or in this park.

I walked there, a trail of footsteps left behind me on the dew covered lawn, following the same path I used for my every visit.

I loved it. It has the most beautiful trees and the nicest surrounding. Not so many kids making out, and not so many kids, period.