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Zayn now avoided talking about Alison, not just for Harry, but for Emma and himself too. The actor had finally realized that even with Alison's death, life would still go on. It was sad to realize that, but at the same time it was a great relief.
Harry had started smiling more. He knew that Zayn's heart was not yet his, but it was gratifying to realize that Zayn, after so long, was leaving Alison's "ghost" behind. Harry liked to imagine that he was Zayn's cure. What he did not realize was, for Zayn, he meant exactly that.
Zayn felt flattered to think that someone like Harry was in love with him; maybe it was selfishness on his part that he did not feel the same way. But what mattered most to the actor was that Harry was back at his house.
Harry was the last voice Zayn would hear before going to bed, and the first person he would see when he woke up. And, no matter what way it was, Zayn thought that was a good way to start over.
"Good morning." Zayn told Harry, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"I made pancakes." Harry turned and smiled. Zayn loved pancakes, and Harry made the best pancakes.
"The smell invaded my room." Zayn rubbed his hands on the table.
"I'm going to wake Emma."
Zayn looked at the beautifully set table. Pancakes for them, cornflakes in Sponge Bob mug for Emma, a rose picked from Zayn's greenhouse in a vase in the middle of the table. Harry had taken care of every small detail.
Harry had entered his life unexpectedly and changed it for better.
"Good morning, daddy." Emma threw herself into his arms, pulling him away from his thoughts.
"Good morning, my love." Zayn kissed all over her face and Emma giggled.
"Let's eat before the breakfast gets cold." Harry said taking Emma from Zayn’s lap and putting her on the chair next to him.
"So, Miss Malik, what are you doing today?" Zayn asked her, folding his arms and resting his elbows on the table.
"I still don’t know, dad. I was thinking of going shopping or taking a walk in the park." Emma replied, twirling her hair around her finger. Harry and Zayn smiled. "But don’t worry; I'll let you know when I know." Emma added, putting her little hand on top of his. Zayn laughed
"You're the best daughter in the whole world, did you know that?" Zayn asked, pinching her cheeks. Emma nodded. "Harry, your pancakes are the best in the world too." Zayn said, putting a piece in his mouth. Harry smiled, thanking Zayn.
"Harry, you're the best after daddy." Emma shouted putting out her little hands.
"I heard that. I'm upset." Louis told her, pouting.
"You're my godfather. I love you." Emma climbed onto his lap.
"I know, love, and I understand that this is your new family." Louis kissed her face. Harry and Zayn looked at each other and looked away. "Zayn, do you want to come with us to the rehearsal?" Louis asked
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Too Much To Ask ( Zarry fanfiction)
RomanceA first meeting that probably will be the last. That was how Harry Styles thought. Zayn Malik was the most arrogant man he had known in his life...But the destiny had other plans. "Sometimes love worth it. "
