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chapter hundred eighteen

when harry awoke the next day, feeling odd. his eyes opened and he sat up slowly. he notices gemma is now laying on the other side of their mum, dark bags under her eyes. she must've came back in the middle of the night after she fainted. harry looks away quickly, biting his lip hard. he really didn't want to get emotional again, but at the same time his mind was elsewhere right now.

firstly, he was extremely hungry again and he had this sudden feeling of longing. he just didn't know what it was, but he pulled himself out of the bed and trudged out of the room, headed straight towards zayn's room. when he opens the door and finds him not there, his heart drops. he goes downstairs and looks for him, but he couldn't find him there. and when he looks anywhere else, no signs of him. harry then feels himself start to panic, his heart sinking further to the pit of his stomach.

an overpowering feeling of dread surrounds him. harry feels sickened and vastly worried about zayn and where he's gone or if he's okay or if he's coming back. not knowing the answers to either of those questions, harry begins to go into full panic mode. where is zayn and why did he leave? where could he have gone? was it the guilt? was it harry that pushed him away? what did he do?

harry's head was piling up with questions, concerns, and he undergoes an immense amount of anxiety. harry doesn't know why zayn's not being here, bothered him so much, but he was longing for him so bad. he was already in a vulnerable state and now he was nearly going crazy.

harry cries pitifully as he walks around the house aimlessly. he felt so lost right now. he doesn't know why he was being so dramatic about this, but he felt so lost and upset. he didn't know what to do with himself. he wanted to see zayn and zayn is not here. the feeling of need grew stronger the more he thought about it. harry weeps more as he sits down on the bottom of the stairs, sulking into his hands. he ignored the hunger pain in his stomach, and just cried sitting there like a lost soul.

a few seconds later, zayn appears at the door, his face already showing concern before he even spots harry sitting on the stairs, crying. zayn sits the stuff in his hands down and goes over to him quickly as harry lifts his head. his eyes lighting up when he sees zayn. harry springs up and attacks zayn with a bone crushing hug.

"zayn." harry whimpers, nuzzling his face into zayn's neck. zayn wraps his arms around harry gently, stroking his hair lightly. zayn holds him tightly.

"it's okay baby, i'm here." zayn cooes. harry sniffles against his neck.

"you left me." harry whimpers. zayn rubs his back.

"i know love, but i came back as soon as i felt you."

"you felt me?" harry asked in confusion, pulling up to look at him. zayn hums, but doesn't say anything more about it as he grabs harry's hand firmly.

"i got you some food. i knew you'd be hungry. aren't you?" zayn asked knowingly. harry nods eagerly, holding onto zayn's hand hard, as if not ever planning on letting go anytime soon.

"really hungry." harry says. zayn nods and begins to tug away slightly, but harry whimpers and pulls him back.

"don't leave me." harry begs. zayn caresses his hand.

"i'm not, sweetie. i'm grabbing the food." zayn assures him softly. zayn holds his hand and pulls him over to kneel down quickly and grab two bags full of fast food. zayn didn't really sleep much last night, it was hard getting any sleep with the things going on, but he knew as soon as harry was awake, he'd be hungry, so he decided to go pick him up food. although, he could feel harry's anxiety rising high while he was out, so he quickly grabbed the food and left, he already knew what the problem was, therefore he didn't waste any time.