Petite | Zarry

Chapter 9.

Harry was on his way to Zayn's house. It was late noon and he came straight from work to get Zayn's stuff, still dressed in his black perfect fitting suit. He went up to the door and rang the bell. Zayn's mother opened the door. "Hello Harry," she said smiling. "Hey" he greeted her and smiled too. "I'm here to get Zayn's bag," he told Trisha. "Oh yes, come in please it's in his room," she said and went to a room in the hallway. Harry went after her and opened the door. "I'm gonna go back to work, please just tell me when you're leaving okay?" she told him and went back to the living room.

Harry looked inside the room. It wasn't that big but looked very cosy. Maybe a little too cosy for a boy at his age. The walls were painted in a pastel blue, the light colour matched with the curtains and a fleecy looking carpet on the floor. There was also a white writing desk in front of the window and an also white coloured wardrobe with a reflecting side.

It was a pretty cute room for a boy. Especially the bed with thousands of pillows and stuffed animals on it. If you looked closely around the room you also could spot some things like Spiderman- and Marvel Comics or an action figure of Captain America. Zayn also had a Pikachu blanked, it laid on his desk chair.

Harry wasn't sure if these things were still "hot shit" or whatever boys at this age called it. But he didn't really care about it as long as it made Zayn happy he found it cute.

He saw Zayn's bag on the floor and took it, then he went to say bye to Trisha. When he sat back in his car he looked at his clock. It was 3 pm, time to pick Zayn up.

Fifteen minutes later he parked his car in front of the school just as he got out he spotted Zayn with another boy his age leaving the building. He furrowed his brows. Who was that boy?

Zayn and Niall talked about some irrelevant stuff when they left the school. Zayn in the direction of the parking lots, he saw Mr Harry who leaned against his car, a deep crease between his brows. He was wearing a black suit with a white unbuttoned shirt which showed a bit of his strong chest. Zayn swallowed hard when his eyes met Harry's. He suddenly felt himself blushing. Why was Mr Harry so hot like that?

"Zayn are you okay? Your cheeks look so red" Niall said worrying. "Huh?" Zayn looked at him confused. "N-no I'm fine I just uh" he tried to say but he still felt so weird. Harry's intense stare made him feel weak and made his legs go wobbly.

"I have to go, my 'babysitter' waits for me," he said and gave Niall a small smile. "Bye," Niall said but got no answer cause Zayn already was halfway down the schoolyard.

First Zayn walked quickly in Harry's direction but as he got closer to him he slowed down. Zayn was so happy that he would stay with him for a few days now. He just felt so good and comfortable with Harry near him.

"Hey, Zayn" Harry smiled lightly when Zayn arrived. "Hello, Mr Harry..." Zayn said and mirrored his smile. "Give me your bag, please," Harry said and Zayn took it off to give it to Harry. He put Zayn's bag in the trunk and opened the passenger door for him. Zayn got in. He felt slightly fluttered because Harry treated him so good, "almost like a lady" he thought and had to keep himself from giggling.

"Are you hungry, Zayn?" the curly haired man asked. Zayn nodded, he really was, he hadn't eaten anything in a few hours now. "Do you want to go and eat in a restaurant or do you wanna go home and order a pizza?" Zayn thought about it for a few moments. "I want to go home, please," he said and looked at Harry with puppy dog eyes. 

Harry chuckled. "Okay, then" he started the engine and drove off the school.

Haven't checked the chapter yet. I apologise if there are any spelling issues or idk. Just wanted to update. :)