for your eyes only

T W E N T Y - T W O

[ A/N : I am sorry for the extremely stupid and short chapter. ]

Harry stuns. Zayn has said some honest things to him, that's true. But so willingly and sincerely? Never.

So Harry doesn't really know what to say. He resolves on giving him a smile, the most genuine he can muster, because that's all his mind can come up with by the way Zayn is looking at him.

A comfortable silence falls on them, like it always does. And that silence seems to speak a lot more than either of them.

"Adena wants to meet you." Harry says, suddenly, his mind going over his brown haired brown eyes best friend.

"Adena? As in, your friend? Sure. She sounds pretty cool."

Harry beams at his best friend's praise. "You will love her! She is the sweetest girl ever! She —" he stops short when he sees his house "That's my house! Over there!"

Zayn's eyes widen when he spots his house. "Woah, this is your house?" he gasps "Wait. House is not the right word. It's a castle!"

Harry chuckles nervously. "Yeah, we are kind of rich. Zayn..." Zayn looks at him, and he continues "Promise me this won't change your view of me?"

Zayn huffs out a laugh, "Of course not."

Harry smiles again, and they stand under the moonlight for few more minutes, until Harry finally finds the courage in him.

"You can stay over, if you want?"

Harry watches, almost anxiously, as Zayn stares at the sky in thought, biting his lip, before smiling.

"Okay."

"Okay?" Harry can't stop the smile from coming on his face.

"Yeah," Zayn says, tongue poking in between his teeth from smiling too hard.

"Yeah."

They both burst out laughing at that.