Zayn could not sleep. He waited for Harry to put Emma to bed like every day, but he didn’t show up. Zayn was scared; he had never felt anything like that before. The actor heard a noise in the hallway and ran to Harry's room to see if he had arrived.
"Zayn, you scared me." Harry said, taking off his jacket and putting it on the bed. "Did I wake you?"
"No, I couldn’t sleep. I was watching a movie that I have wanted to watch for some time." Zayn had tried to watch the movie, but all he could think of was Harry and Isaac together, and he couldn’t pay attention to the movie. So, he gave up. "How was your night? Did you have fun?" Zayn asked him, leaning against the door.
"It was cool. Isaac is a great company." Harry replied smiling.
Zayn did not like the smile on Harry's lips, especially because, in his head, the reason for his smile was Isaac.
"And, you managed to help him with his problems?" Zayn walked over to him and sat down beside him on the bed.
"What problem?" Harry asked, taking off his shoes.
"Are you kidding me, Harry? You made me go to your rehearsal, then asked me to go home alone because Isaac was in trouble and needed your help. And now you come back home, drunk, telling me‘What problem?’”
"What I said to you was exactly what he told me, but when he got there he didn’t talk to me about any particular problem. I think he just needed some company." Harry's voice was low, trying to reassure the actor, although he did not understand why Zayn was so annoyed. "If you didn’t want to go home by yourself, you should have told me. I didn’t think you'd look this way."
"What way, Harry?" Zayn shouted.
"This way..." Harry pointed at him "What's the problem?
"You want to know what the problem is Harry? The problem is that I felt awful when you moved out. I felt like an idiot for not feeling the same for you…" Zayn's voice seemed to be cracking. Harry turned his back on him, not liking that the sensitive topic was brought up again. “I remember when I asked you if you had ever loved someone, you told me that you just had infatuations. I'm one of them." Zayn left the room, punching the door.
"I wish you were just one of them." Harry said to himself, letting his body fall on the bed.
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The weekend was a complete disaster. Zayn talked to Harry with hints of sarcasm in his voice who makes Harry did not understand why Zayn was behaving that way with him.
"Good evening." Louis greeted them. They were watching a movie in the living room. "Did you go to a wake that I don’t know about?" Louis was confused to see their dejected faces.
"Uncle Louis,wants popcorn?" Emma climbed out of Harry's lap, holding out the bucket of popcorn to Louis.
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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. "
