The next day, Zayn felt better, but he still had a slight fever. So Harry decided that Zayn had to stay home until his fever completely disappeared.
By now Zayn watched a movie while Harry made him breakfast, the day before Zayn refused to eat so Harry was glad that he was hungry now even if he wanted nothing but pancakes.
He put the pancakes on a plate and went to sit down next to Zayn. "Here you go" he smiled and gave it to him. "Thanks, Mr Harry, " Zayn smiled too. Harry chuckled a little. "You know, you don't have to call me mister, don't you?" he said and crooked his head. Zayn blushed "I'm sorry, M..." he interrupted himself and blushed harder. "Harry..."
"Zayn is so cute and he gets even cuter when he's blushing", Harry thought and felt his heart flutter.
He smiled and stroked Zayn's knee. "Good boy, Zayn." he praised jokingly. Zayn began to eat to cover his foolish smile. He loved it when Harry called him a good boy. He wanted to be good for him and he loved it when Harry praised him, he just ignored the joking undertone in his voice.
The rest of the day Zayn felt super happy and smiled nearly all the time. "He's just an adorable little ball of sunshine," Harry thought smiling every time he could see the sparkle of joy in Zayn's big brown Bambi eyes.
In the evening, it was already dark outside, the small raven-haired boy laid on the couch. He was half-asleep and looked like an angel. His eyes were closed and his limbs relaxed. So when Harry checked on him he thought that he was sleeping soundly.
Harry went to the front door as quietly as he could to not wake Zayn. He just wanted to buy some cigarettes and didn't want to tell Zayn, nor did he want to wake him. Harry grabbed his jacket and his keys and opened the door. Unfortunately, the door handle slid through his fingers and there was the loud noise of a door being closed roughly. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" Harry muttered under his breath hoping that Zayn didn't wake up. But he did.
When Zayn heard the loud noise he sat up and looked for Harry but he wasn't where Zayn remembered him to be, sitting on a chair scrolling through something on his phone.
Anxiety started craving in when Zayn remembered the sound of the door. He quickly got up and ran to the front door, tears already forming in his eyes. Did Harry leave him alone? Zayn was sure he'd never do that to him. But then he saw Harry standing near the door and he felt a wave of relive hitting him, he wasn't left alone. But it looked like Harry was just about to go. He felt the tears threaten to fall.Zayn clung onto the tall man. "Don't leave me alone" he sobbed. "You can't do that to me!" He shook and cried like crazy. Suddenly in his mind, he wasn't clinging to Harry anymore but to his father and he wasn't sixteen years old, no, it was twelve years ago and he cried and begged his father to stay, to not leave him alone. "D-dad, please don't go!"
At this point, Harry was shocked. He could see that Zayn was trapped in a horrible memory. It seemed like he was having some kind of panic attack. "Zayn, hey it's okay, look at me" he tried but Zayn didn't even notice that Harry was talking to him. He picked the small boy up, feeling him tremble and shake in his arms. Harry sat on the couch with him. "Zayn... Come on. It's me, Harry," he said while he wiped his tears away.
Zayn buried his face in the crook of Harry's neck. He whimpered and snuggled against his strong chest. "Daddy... I don't want to be alone" he sniffled. "Hush Zayn you have to calm down, yeah?" Harry said and caressed his small back. "I'm here...you're not alone"
After a short while, Harry felt the trembling stop and Zayn's breathing eased. He could tell that the petite boy was asleep again but he didn't put him down. Because of the way Zayn held onto him even though he was asleep Harry felt like he wanted to stay near him. Harry also liked the feeling of being able to hold him so why would he want to put him down?
Sorry that I haven't posted in quite a while but ya know I had a lil writer's block that I've solved by now :D
But now I'm sick, I think I caught a cold, so yeah... I will really try to update more often in the future but I can't promise you anything.Btw did you enjoy the chapter?
xx Alice (• ε •)
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