Too Much To Ask ( Zarry fanfiction)

The Dream Is Over

For the past two weeks, Harry practically had a new home. From 8 in the morning till 10 at night, he would be engaged at Zayn's mansion.

Harry took turns, taking classes with the actor and meeting different producers with Louis; he still made time for Emma though. Every night, he and Zayn would tell her stories to put her to sleep.

Zayn hadn't smiled a real smile for a long time until the recent days. His smiles were no more only meant to please his best friend or make his daughter happy, his smile was sincere. And, his laughter was Harry's new favorite sound.

"I've never seen my daughter so happy." Zayn said to Harry lying next to Emma who was asleep. "She likes you very much, Harry."

"Emma is one of the most amazing people I've ever met. Sometimes I cannot believe she's only 5. She's smarter than all of us together." Harry smiled softly not wanting to wake her.

"Alison was like that too. Every day for her was a new lesson. Emma looks a lot like her. "

Harry would get a strange feeling every time Alison's name came up in their conversations. And he still couldn't understand why. He looked at his watch, 11 o'clock. Time went by so fast when he was with Zayn and Emma, and sometimes Harry didn't want it to. The three of them together in that room felt like a new family to him.

"I have to go, it's late." Harry rose from the small sofa on the left side of Emma's bed.

"Harry, wait." Zayn told him, getting up too. "Do you want to go out for a drink? I'll drive you home later."

"Of course." Harry's face lit up.

***

They decided to go to Cold pub. The place was small, lit with colorful lights, and gave a rustic feel. It was Harry's pick. It was the cheapest bar in Los Angeles and he liked Karaoke.

Zayn, at first, had not appreciated the idea, but after a few beers he had started enjoying the pub's atmosphere.

"So then, Harry, some special girl in your life?" Zayn asked, taking a sip of his beer.

"No, nobody." Harry said shyly playing with the label on his bottle.

"What's up, don't play with me! You're handsome, there must be several girls after you." Zayn was more fun than usual, maybe it was the beer.

"Thank you for the compliment." Harry smiled, he liked the compliment. "Actually, there was a boy, but it's over." Harry looked at Zayn who choked on his beer.

"So you're... like Louis?" Zayn had never imagined Harry was into men, he could have sworn Harry had dated half the girls in Los Angeles.

"Like Louis? Bi? No, I'm totally gay." Harry looked at him deeply, reading his expression.

"Nice." Zayn said, not looking him in the eye.

"Don't worry, Zayn, you're not my type."

"So you have a type? Interesting." Zayn laughed

"Basically, I like sweet and gentle guys like Niall. You are more of a bad boy type. A friend of mine from London used to tell me 'Run away from bad boys, they will break your heart.' I will always follow that advice. "

"Like Niall?" Zayn asked, he had not heard anything else after Niall's name was mentioned. "So, he's your ex?"

"Niall?" Harry laughed, sipping his beer. "No, he's my best friend." Zayn smiled. He didn't understand why but he felt relieved. "Come on, come on!" Harry stood up and pulled him by his hand.

"Harry, no."

"Come on, it's going to be fun!" Harry handed him the microphone. "Hello! My friend and I are going to sing a song for you, I hope you will enjoy it." Zayn looked at him, not believing they were on the little stage. "You'll like it when we get the applause." Harry blinked at him before the song started.

Zayn looked at the people who were looking at them with very little will. Harry's liveliness was contagious, and the actor did not even realize that from the second verse, he was already jumping and singing with Harry.

Zayn loved that song-We Will Rock You by the legendary British rock band, Queen. Unable to refrain themselves, the audience ended up joining the singers, Zayn and Harry. They sang along clapping and stomping with the beat. Zayn and Harry were singing and raising their glass. Zayn threw the beer on his body and Harry smiled seeing that Zayn was having fun. After the song ended, the two thanked the crowd who were on their feet, applauding.

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"Thank you so much for today, Harry. I need people like you in my life."

"Like me?" Harry asked. They were standing on the sidewalk in front of his apartment

"The kind of people who bring me to these bars, get me to sing karaoke in front of dozens of people, and make me stay up till 4 in the morning to see the sunrise."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm really happy. You don't want to come in?"

"It's too late. I'll see you later?" Zayn hugged him and neither wanted to pull away from the hug.

"I'll go in then." Harry told him removing himself from the actor's arms. "Bye, see you later."

"Harry." Zayn's called, making him turn back. "I think I'm going to join Emma's club, your fan club." Harry did not say anything, the brightness in his eyes was already the perfect answer. "Good night."

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Harry climbed the stairs to his apartment, unable to wipe the smile off his face. "Your fan club"

Harry opened the door and switched on the light.

"For God's sake, Niall, do you want to kill me?" Harry was startled to see Niall lying on the couch in the living room.

"Where were you, man? I called you all night." Niall had a serious expression on his face.

"I was with Zayn." Harry told him, letting the smile return to his lips.

"Harry, let it go. You will never be able to compete with the love he has for his wife."

"What are you talking about, Niall?" Harry asked, sitting down on the smaller sofa next to his friend.

"I'm saying you're in love with a straight guy who is still in love with a woman who died two years ago."

"Why do you have to ruin things, huh?" Harry asked and got up from the sofa in search of water.

"I don't want to ruin anything, I'm just being realistic. Real life is not like the movies, Harry." Niall told him. He was crying but Harry couldn't realize.

"I'm not in love with him, okay?" Harry said, drinking water from the bottle. "And, why are you still awake?"

"This is why, Harry." Niall stood up, handing Harry a sheet of paper.

"What is it?"

"Our eviction order." Niall was crying silently. "This is it, Harry, the dream is over."

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AN: Well, I'll be waiting for the comments. They are important to me. See you next time, kisses