he's real || zarry au {COMPLETED}

seven

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        Harry didn't look broke after Zayn didn't say the three words back.

        Zayn and he were now cuddled on the bed, but Zayn had removed his shirt letting to two's bare skin touch.

        "I've got to go to bed, soon," Zayn said his breath hitting Harry's tattooed chest. His glasses slightly slid off and he pushed them back up.

        "Why don't you just take your glasses off?" Harry chuckled.

        "Because, then I wouldn't be able to see you."

        "Contacts?"

        "Yeah, I wish."

        The room was silent for a few moments before Zayn felt a gentle kiss placed in the top of his head.

        "Harry?" Zayn asked.

        "Hm," Harry responded against Zayn's hair.

        "Can you tell me more about yourself?"

        Harry seemed hesitant, but spoke, "Sure."

        Zayn's millions of questions vanished and he came up blank. "Uh, what's your favorite color?"

        "What a deep question," Harry teased.

        "So, what is it?"

        "Green. And what's yours?"

        "Purple," Zayn smiled.

        "That's such a girly color, though."

        "No it's not!" Zayn demanded.

        "Whatever you say."

        Zayn rolled his eyes asking, "Where did you grow up?"

        "Homes Chapel, Cheshire," Harry said.

        Zayn had heard of the place before, his history teacher used to live there.

        "Do you have any siblings?"

        "Yeah, a sister named Gemma."

        Gemma, Zayn's favorite female name. What a coincidence, he thought.

        All was silent for a few minutes.

        "I love you, too, Harry," Zayn whispered as he traced random shapes on Harry's chest and that's how he fell asleep; in Harry's arms.

~

        The next day, Zayn walked through the halls like he normally did; alone.

        He shut his locker when a voice yelled, "Zayn!"

        Ignore him, a voice in the back of his mind commanded.

        He walked away in a fast walk.        

        "Zayn!" Niall yelled again. He ran up and grabbed into Zayn's arm.

        Zayn jerked back and turned around, "What?!"

        "What did I do?" Niall asked straight forwardly.

        Zayn looked at him with an icy glare, "You know what you did! Harry didn't deserve any of the shit you gave him!"