Petite | Zarry

Chapter 14.

Ugh, my life is a mess right now...so yeah I apologize for not updating the story in such a long time.
Hope you still enjoy it (ಥ﹏ಥ)
I feel like this chapter is crap and way too short but hey, I updated so... I guess that's fine.

When Harry got up in the morning he thought about what happened last night. The way Zayn cried and begged him to stay broke his heart. This kind of bad anxiety isn't just something that comes up just like that. There must be a reason for his panic attack, he thought. Something bad must have happened, maybe someone left him alone when he was a child, maybe when he was in a dreadful situation. But who would do that to him? Who would leave him alone? Harry just couldn't figure out why someone would do that but most important how someone could to do that.

He went to the kitchen and wrote a quick note for Zayn as he may still be gone when he wakes up. He put it on the kitchen counter and left to get some papers from his office. He had to sign some contracts and other stuff but he didn't want to leave Zayn alone too long while he's sick, we'll he didn't want to leave him alone at all.

As he drove to his office he thought about when Zayn had called him 'Daddy'. Harry knew he didn't do it on purpose, Zayn was in some kind of headspace when he said that but Harry actually kinda liked it. He liked the way it sounded when Zayn called him Daddy. It didn't make him horny as some people would expect in the first place and he wasn't a pervert though but he liked it as a cute nickname like 'honey' or 'darling'. 

"Fucking hell im so weird," he thought out loud, worrying about his mental health. He promised himself that he would never tell anyone about his thoughts, not even Liam although he usually tells him everything since they have been best friends for ages. However, he felt like Liam kept something from him he just couldn't figure out what it was.

Meanwhile, Zayn woke up and rubbed his eyes yawning. He turned his head to the right to check on Harry but he wasn't there. Zayns small smile faded. Disappointed as he was he got out of bed and went to every room in the flat to see if Harry was anywhere around. But he wasn't.

He pouted, he was alone and he hated it. Being alone was just such an oppressive feeling to him. Short after he felt that his stomach growled, Zayn looked down at it and covered it with his hand. "Are you hungry tummy? Yes? Me too..." he mumbled and made his way to the kitchen, just as he wanted to look for something to eat he found a small note.

"Dear Zaynie, I'll be back quickly. Just gonna get some papers from my office. xx Harry" Zayn read out loud. He smiled widely when he noticed the small heart that was drawn next to Harry's name, it was just a small one but Zayn got extremely excited over it. His hunger all of a sudden was long forgotten.

He went over to the couch and laid down on it, the note pressed to his chest. He couldn't stop thinking about Harry, he was so handsome and kind but there still was something about him that made Zayn want to kneel down and lower his head. But still, he felt so comfortable and safe around him that he never wanted to miss his closeness.

He had that strange feeling in his tummy every time he was near Harry or was touched by him it tickled and he felt his face heat up, even when Harry just gave him one of his intense looks, Zayn wanted nothing more than to snuggle up against him and feel his strong arms wrapped around his small body.

Zayn didn't know what that strange feeling was, he assumed it to be love but how could he fall in love with an adult? Wasn't that quite strange, he never heard of anything like that, besides he just knew him for a couple of days? That wasn't quite enough time to fall in love, was it?

Also, his mum once told him that life isn't a Disney movie and he believed her. That meant you can't fall in love at first sight.
But he now wasn't so sure about that statement anymore...