Crazy in love

11-Freedom

Two weeks went by fast. The new medication worked like magic. Harry no longer became absent-minded in the middle of a sentence.

He had talked to his mum and his sister on the phone and they both broke down crying feeling utterly ashamed that they hadn't listened to him. That they for a second hadn't thought that his behavior was something else than the doctor had said it was. Harry forgave them and they both came and visited him on the weekend. They hugged and they cried.

His mum insisted on him coming home but Harry had other plans. Plans that involved a certain blue-eyed boy who he didn't want to be away from.

He had called Zayn to tell him the good news. Zayn had been ecstatic and immediately offered his friend to live in his house in London. Harry accepted the offer in a heartbeat. The living arrangement had been settled. Now he just had to find a way to earn some money. Zayn suggested that he would set up a meeting with his management so Harry could play his songs. Harry accepted that offer as well. He'd always dreamt about being an artist but never dared to try. He'd always been shy and insecure. If being locked up in a mental institution had thought him anything it was not to take life for granted. You never know what happens. Just live life and pursue your dreams. Life's too short for regrets. He smirked at his newfound confidence. It was about time!

Something he still wasn't confident about was Louis. Was it possible that he actually felt the same? He had a hard time grasping it but he wasn't about to run away if there was even the slightest chance that it was true.

He had told Louis about his nearest plans in the future and Louis had broken out in a stunning sunshine smile that took his breath away. Just..wow.

Finally, his last day in the institution arrived. Liam, Niall, and Ed all gave him a warm hug and told him to keep in touch. Louis hugged him close. He had sneaked him a paper with his phone number on earlier in the day and Harry made sure not to lose it. Zayn waited for him outside with a grin on his lips.
"Styles! Finally. Welcome to the real world!"

Harry walked over and hugged him. "Hi, Zayn. Thank you for this. I don't know what I would do without you."

"Hey, you've been taking care of me inside this place. Now it's my turn!" Zayn smiled and they got in the car together.

Harry buckled his seatbelt and Zayn started the engine. He threw Harry a quick glance before he started to drive away. "Alright. We need to go shopping first. You need clothes and hygiene products and God knows what. A cellphone?"

Harry looked startled.
"No Zayn! You don't have to buy me stuff. I'll figure it out somehow."

Zayn rolled his eyes.
"First of all, I'm fucking rich. Second of all, I don't think my management will be impressed if you show up wearing...that." Zayn smirked.

Harry looked down at his clothes. It was his worn-out items he had on him four years ago when he got admitted. He had a lot more muscles now and the t-shirt was too small. He started to laugh.
"Fine, but I'm paying you back. I don't need a Sugar Daddy."

Zayn burst out laughing.
"Oh my fucking God! No! I'm straight remember? That's just...yak!"

Harry grinned at him. Zayn smirked at him. "And I think you already found yourself a Daddy, haven't you?"

Harry blushed.
"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sure pal. For the record, I really like Louis. He's a great guy. He'll be so good for you. I'm happy you found him. I don't give a shit that you met him in psych or whatever. As long as he treats you like the princess you are I'm over the moon." Zayn said sincerely.

"Thanks, man!" Harry beamed and then he whispered, "He's so wonderful."

They stopped at a mall and Zayn dragged him inside. Harry followed him through every store and he had the most fun he had in ages. Zayn made him try on a lot of different outfits and he bought everything Harry looked good in and what couldn't he pull off? Soon they had millions of shopping bags with a whole new wardrobe for Harry.

Zayn had gone bananas and Harry was sure he would spend the rest of his life trying to pay him back but Zayn wouldn't listen to his protests. He just wrinkled his eyebrows and said "Please let me do this for you, Harry. I don't have many friends in my life that I can count on." How could Harry say no to that?

They took a lunch break and went through their purchases to see what they might have missed. There was a bag with socks and boxers. Zayn had insisted on buying sexy black skintight boxers that he thought Louis would appreciate. Harry had blushed from the thought and agreed.
There was a plentitude of different t-shirts and a bunch of black skinny jeans in different styles. A couple of sweats and hoodies for comfort and some button-ups in different patterns that had made Zayn raise an eyebrow but Harry really liked them.

"So, we still need shoes and some fancy clothing and a coat or something before we move on to hygiene products." Zayn concluded.

Harry rolled his eyes.
"This is too much Zayn. I really, really appreciate it but..."

"I won't hear it. You deserve this Harry! Just let me spoil you, please. Just this once." Zayn begged.

"You're the best friend I've ever had." Harry said and bit his lower lip.

"Right back at you kid!" Zayn grinned. "Shoes!"

Two hours later they had bought six pairs of shoes, one Burberry coat, a leather jacket, training clothes, and a Gucci suit. They had picked out apple-scented shampoo and conditioner, deodorant, and a nice smelling aftershave. Zayn har also insisted on some skincare products and an electric shaver. He had thrown in some different bottles of nail polish too when he saw that Harry was eyeing them. Harry blushed but Zayn just shrugged his shoulders. Finally, they bought a new cellphone.

"Okay. Now we just have to get you a proper haircut and we're done." Zayn said and glared at Harry's messy curls. Harry just smiled. He'd love a haircut. One of the cleaning ladies had just chopped his hair off when it got too long and she never did a good job even if she tried, bless her heart.

An hour later Harry stepped out from a hair saloon a new man. His hair was nicely cut and Zayn had bought some styling products as well.

"Let's go home." Zayn smiled and Harry was just so thankful. Also, he couldn't wait to send Louis a text.