Just A Drawing (Zarry Stylik)

I'm Tired

A Few Days Later

I started to head up the stairs to my room with Harry, when Waliyha grabbed my arm and pulled me to a stop.

"So, it worked?" she questioned lowly.

"What are you talking about Wali?" I tried pulling my arm from her grasp but she just tightened her grip.

"The drawing." her eyes looked so big, almost deer-like, as she looked up at me. Begging me to answer her.

"I haven't had the chance to check yet, Wal." I huffed before looking to Harry for some encouraging words. All I received back was a shrug and another pair of wide eyes.

"What have you been doing all of this time, that you haven't had a chance to look to see if the drawing is gone!? هذا هو سخيف سخيف *This is fucking ridiculous.*" she spat.

"Watch your mouth! G'ma would have your tongue for that kind of language." I scolded. She was getting frustrated, I understood that, but there was no need for her to get this worked up over this.

"I'm sorry." she was so quiet and her eyes now watched the ground, she looked so young like this, so fragile.

"It's okay. Now, let's all go up to my room and look for ourselves." I pinched the bridge of my nose with my freehand before pulling Waliyha up the stairs with me, since she was still attached to my arm. Waliyha rushed into my room before either Harry or I could, finally letting go of my arm. We followed after her as we watched her shuffle through the many blank pages I had. I shook my head slowly at her as she continued to make a mess out of my room.

"Wali, stop." I sighed as Harry wrapped his arms around her body, to trap her arms by her side as he moved her away from the papers. She thrashed around in his arms trying to get out of his hold.

"It just had to work! It had to!" she stilled in his arms as tears tracked down her cheeks, her voice hiccuping from how violent her sobs were.

"And if it didn't? Wal, he's real no matter what! He's here, downstairs, right now!" as I finished I looked down upon my desk to see the page with the blonde boy etched on it. My breath hitched as I slowly grabbed it, pulling it closer to my body as Harry guided Waliyha beside me with the same pace. They both saw the drawing the same time the door opened, though none of us really heard it.

"What yeh g'ys lookin' at?" Niall's voice cut through the silence causing a scream to leave my mouth as I jumped up, into Harry's arms, sending both of us toppling over onto the ground. Waliyha jumped when I screamed and then was tripped my Harry's long giraffe legs, which caused her to fall, trying to catch herself on my chair but coming down to hard that it all tipped leaving her sprawled upon the floor. Niall started laughing so hard. His laugh was loud and filled the room.

"Yeh g'ys look'd fuckin' rid'culus! I can't b'lieve dat j'st h'ppened." he shook his head, still laughing as he put his hand out to help us to our feet. His hands slowly lingered on Harry's, taking his time to make sure that he was alright. Waliyha and I watched in shock as he just started to get closer to Harry, almost clinging to him, then pushing up on the tip of his toes to whisper something into his ear, before settling back down laughing. His eyes crinkled at the edges before he looked back at us, as if he almost forgot that we were in the room.

"Wh't w're yeh g'ys look in' at anyw'y?" Niall questioned. I forgot that I was still holding on to the drawing. Everyone blushed as I quickly hid the drawing behind my back. Niall raised an eyebrow at me as he reached out his hand, beckoning me to hand it to him. Slowly I placed the drawing, face down, upon his hand. He looked at it with curiosity as he slowly looked upon the drawing. His eyebrows raised in surprise as he saw that the drawing was of him.

"What is dis?" his shocked showed through as he looked up at us with wide eyes.

"Um, well...you see..." I started awkwardly before Waliyha interrupted me.

"Sorry,I know it's stupid. But I asked Zayn to draw me a picture or you because I was too nervous to talk to you." Niall smiled at Waliyha, who blushed as ducked her head down, looking up at him through her eyelashes. Oh, the Malik tactic, that move can get anyone to succumb to us. I smirked lowly at him, before he turned back and continued chatting with Harry, looking at him as if he was the only person in the world. Heat pulsed through my body as I watched him with my boyfriend. I slowly marched over to Harry resting my hand on his arm.

"It was so nice having you here, Niall. How about you go down with Wali and you can talk with the rest of my family. My mother always needs someone new to show embarrassing baby photos to." I laughed slightly, but it didn't reach my eyes.

"Zayn, Niall and I were having a conversation." Harry said lowly to me.

"Harry, we are going to bed." I tried with him, trying to make him understand. He pouted his bottom lip, looking adorable.

"But I'm not tired." he answered back. I sighed in frustration as I ran my hand down my face.

"But I'm tired, Harold!" I stated, my tone telling him that I was done with this conversation. He nodded his head at me before he gave Niall a quick hug before letting him leave, which only caused my blood to boil even more so than before.The door shut before Harry turned to me.

"What was that?" Harry questioned me. I glared at him, putting my hands on my hips.

"I don't know, Harold, what was that?" I pursed my lips as I watched him through narrowed eyes.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." he sighed as I placed a hand on my hip.

"You have been spending way too much time with Lou." he chuckled. I bit the inside of my cheek so that I wouldn't smile.

"Harold, do not try to make me laugh when I'm angry at you." I folded my arms across my chest and pouted my lip.

"Well, love. Tell me why you're mad at me and I won't make you laugh." he purred as he walked closer to me. A shiver ran down my spine as I tried to catch my breath. Just tell him! I closed my eyes one last time before looking up at him.

"You were letting Niall flirt with you." I stated. Harry barked out a laugh, before he saw my face.

"Oh, you were serious?" I nodded slowly before being wrapped up in his arms.

"Love, don't worry. I only have eyes for you. Plus, Niall is like super straight." I nodded slowly before resting my head upon his shoulder.

"Sorry for overreacting." I murmured as I traced the tattoo above his collar bone. His hands were placed on either side of my face as he pulled me to look at him.

"Don't be sorry. For anything." he slowly kissed me before pulling away to rest his forehead against mine.

"But next time, come talk to me instead of being angry at me." he chuckled before kissing me again. This time not pulling away. I wove my fingers through his hair, pulling him as close to my body as I could. I wrapped my other hand around his neck making sure he was actually there and not going anywhere else.