Keep It A Secret (Zarry)

Chapter 21

The room was impressive but not elegant, assorted chairs, some comfortable, some upright with padded seats and carved backs, prints of country landscapes, magazines neatly arranged on large central cherry wood table. Zayn and Harry recived a brief welcoming smile from receptionist, and the room designed to inspire confidence and allay apprehension, watercolours on the wall, with square glass topped coffee tables decorating the waiting room. Harry's head was rested on the wall, as he and Zayn boh waited in the chairs for their interview to start. Managment had thought it would be a good idea for them, sense they would be leaving today. Zayn had agreed to the idea, cause he at least wanted to leave something for the fans sense he did cancel the show on them.

"I wounder if Niall and Liam got home safe.." Harry said softly as he turned his head to look down at his boyfrined.

Zayn turned his head up to look at Harry and chuckled fondly. Resting his hand on Harry thigh, Zayn craned his neck up a bit so he could kiss Harry on the jaw. "I'm sure they are fine. We'll see them in a few hours baby."

Harry nodded and leaned down pressing a soft lingering kiss to Zayn's cheek. "You're probably right.."

"When aren't I?"

Harry rolled his eyes and playfully nudged Zayn with his shoulder. They then were called into the interview room together. Their fingers were laced, and Zayn couldn't help the warm tingly feeling he got from the contact. Pulling his boyfried to the two chairs that were set out for them, Zayn smiled and rested his hand back over Harry's thigh under the cheery-wood table. The interviewer came in a few minutes later with a clipboard and a list of questions on it. She had brown eyes flecked with every shade of the colour and glossed over so they sparkled like a hundred diamonds. Full lips and cheeks, both plump and rosy and golden-red. Perfectly curled brown locks with a bang of blue in the front that fell down her ivory skin to her elbows.

"Hello you two! My name is Winter, and I'll be giving you the interview. I'll try to make it short sense, it says that you have a flight to go to, so shall we start?" Winter said pulling her chair out and taking a seat.

Harry and Zayn both nodded and smiled warmly back at the girl. It started smoothly and Winter asked a few really good questions. Some that made Zayn pause and think, and others that made both of them question their decisions. However, there were also those silly questions that had Zayn blushing and Harry a giggling mess.

"So what's your favourite thing about one another, and you can only choose one." Winter said obviously having fun with how easily the two males in front of her reacted to the relationship questions. "Harry why don't you go first?"

Harry blushed so violently you could have fried an egg on his cheek. Doing the odd motion of shaking his hair out, then pushing it back on top of his head. "I'd say my favourite thing about Zayn is...is his eyes when he smiles. Like they just crinkle up and shine a bit depending on whatever the cause to his laugh is." Harry said keeping his face turned to Winter. "He's like my own personal anime character."

Winter laughed at that a bit and flipped over her note card. The camera man zoomed in on Harry, making sure to get the scarlet blush that filled the curly lads cheeks. He then shifted the camera to Zayn, when Winter asked the same question to the raven haired lad.

"Uhm...my most favourite thing about harry is defiantly the cuddles, along with how emotional he gets when he watches movies." Zayn said chuckling a bit and looking over to Harry and then back to Winter. "Like the Notebook, Titanic, Letters To Juliet, Dolphin Tale...uhm..?" Zayn said counting each movie on his fingers.

"Love Actually," Harry added and nodded his head in agreement to all of the movies said.

The rest of the interview went smoothly, and Zayn appreciated winter for not bringing up the Louis drama. He was already having a hard time thinking of what he was going to do when he actually faces him. They leave the building when the interview came to an end. The bags were already in the plane and packed away safely, so they didn't need to worry about that.
Getting in the taxi, Zayn instructed the driver to take them to the airport. Arriving to the destination, Harry and Zayn made it there way through security to the plane. They boarded on, being sure to great the air hostess, and the pilot.

The airplane had the look of a billionaire's private jet. There were no rows of seats, only the most elegant leather couches and coffee tables with ornate cabriole legs. There were plush curtains at the windows and a plasma screen as large as a movie theatre. Alright so maybe the last part was a bit of an exageration, but it was still really big.

Harry took the seat on the couch in the middel of the plane, with Zayn following right behind him. Louis had taken the jet on his way home, so they had to get one of those fancy private planes to travel back home. Zayn was nervous as always when he got in the plane. Harry smiled a bit and leaned over kissing along Zayn's jaw. "Babe relax....lets just go to sleep yeah?" Zayn nodded, and that's exactly what they did.

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When Zayn and Harry got into the condo, they can find a hall. On the right, there is a kitchen. Opposite the entrance door, there is a sitting room and on the left there is a corridor to the bedrooms and the bathroom.
The kitchen is small, but it's perfect cause Zayn didn't know how to cook anyways. In the kitchen, there is a window. Its curtains are yellow. There is a cooker and a washing machine. Opposite there is a fridge and a sink. In the middle, there is a white table and two white chairs. There are also some cupboards, too for pots and pans, dishes, and so on.

Next to the kitchen, there is a sitting-room and a dining-room. On the left, you can see the dining-room. There is a glass table and four black iron chairs. There is a piece of furniture with glasses and films, and there are some pictures on the walls. On the right, you can find the sitting-room. It has a burgundy sofa and two black leather armchairs. Zayn also had a plasma hanging on the wall opposite of the couch. It was an understatemnt to say that Harry simply just liked it. The curly haired lad absolutly adored it, and all of its simplicity.

"Ze, this is freaking beautiful! How come you never invited me or Louis to stay here before?" Harry asked as he ventured around the condo with wide curious eyes.

The lad didn't really wnat to go home due to the fact that Louis might be there, so Zayn had offered for Harry to stay with him. Harry looked over his shoulder at Zayn who was busy taking off his jacket, and hanging it on the rack. Turning his head back to look at he rest of the house, Harry gasped a bit when he found yet another cabinet that was solely for movies and books only. They were all sorted in genre, and Harry thinks he might have fallen even more in love with Zayn when his eyes landed on the romantic comedy section of the films.

"You have Scott Pilgram versus The World?!" Harry asked pulling the movie out and looking at it then Zayn with wide eyes.

Zayn just smiled knowingly at his boyfrined, before motioning for Harry to come to the couch with him. The couch was as soft as it looked, and Harry legit thought he could fall asleep there. They watched the silly yet entertainig movie, and fell asleep together in each others arms. They both knew tomorrow would be crazy, so they both decided to be well rested, and prepared for anything that could happen with their Louis situation.