Too Much To Ask ( Zarry fanfiction)

Alisha

AN:HI GUYS... , in this pic Ashley Benson is Alison. And Demi is Alisha, sister of Alison that you will know in this chapter ok? Good reading .x

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Lying in the bed, after long hours of love-making, they pictured their future. It was not just promises of love, it was more than that. They made promises, promises of a future together, a new family, ‘The Indestructible Three’—that was Harry’s loving way of referring to Zayn, Emma and him. Zayn smiled because he knew it was true, he felt exactly the same every day when the three of them sat at the dining table.

At 23, Harry had stopped believing that he would find love or a place where he belonged, a home he could call his own. Harry didn’t believe that there were feelings beyond infatuation. But now, he laughed at himself thinking how silly he was. Love is beautiful, pure and the noblest of feelings.

"When you’re by my side, it feels like the most beautiful and romantic songs are playing in the background.” Zayn smiled, kissing the top of Harry’s head that was resting on his chest. Harry realized how cheesy it sounded, but he did not care. Love is cheesy. "I never imagined that I could feel all this happiness, I'm the happiest man in the world." Harry kissed Zayn on the chest, one hand holding the actor's waist tightly. "You and Emma are the greatest gifts my life has given me. I don’t think I'll ever be able to thank God enough."

"How ironic can life be sometimes?" Zayn asked Harry to get up and sit next to him at the head of the bed. "When I thought I had hit the rock bottom, I couldn’t feel anything else. You brought me everything, everything, Harry." Zayn took Harry’s hands in his, making his eyes shine with each words, "After last night, I'm sure what we feel for each other goes beyond love. It was the meeting of souls, my soul was predestined to be yours." Harry smiled as he pressed his forehead against the actor's. A comfortable silence invaded the room for a while "You gave me everything, Harry, everything that was missing in my life. You brought my family back, somehow Emma too...There is nothing more gratifying for me than to see happiness in my daughter's eyes. She is happy to see me happy. And she knows that my happiness is you.

"I love you," Harry whispered to him.

And they faced each other, with smiles and a look...a look that reaffirmed that they were the perfect fit for each other. And, at that moment, Zayn realized that Harry was the kind of person he should never lose.

 

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"Zayn!" Monica was pounding on the door. "Zayn, open the door!" The constant knocks woke Harry up. He got out of the bed, stretching himself.

"Good morning, Monica." Harry said as he rubbed his eyes, trying to get them to open. Monica looked at Harry for a moment, dressed only in his underwear. Her eyes shifted to the bed, Zayn was sleeping peacefully with nothing but a pair of underwear. Monica smiled to herself, she already had suspicions but now she was sure. "What happened? Emma okay?" Harry asked, worried, he was more awake now.

"She's fine, Harry." Monica told him, entering the room "She's still in my house with Sophie." Monica walked up to the bed. "Darling, Zayn, wake up." Monica said softly, smoothing Zayn’s hair. Monica was worried, she didn’t know herself why she was waking up Zayn, her boss who was more like a son to her. But the look in the eyes of the visitor suggested that the subject was urgent.