That One Show (z.s.)

Twelve

*at the show*

It was a few minutes before Harry had to be on stage, and he was waiting for his call from Zayn. He thought maybe he'd forgotten. Maybe he was just busy. But a few seconds later his phone was buzzing in his clammy hand.

*on the phone*

Zayn: "hey baby, I'm sorry. I just got out from recording and I lost track of time."

Harry: "it's alright, but I only have like 5 minutes before I gotta be on stage."

Zayn: "well good luck bub. I know you'll be amazing. You always are."

Harry: "means a lot coming from you babe"

Zayn: "call me when you get done tonight yea?"

Harry: "sounds like a plan! don't fall asleep on me"

Zayn: "you're always on my mind, won't be able to fall asleep without telling you good night."

Harry: "you're such a sweet talker aren't you"

Zayn chuckled into the speaker

Zayn: "I'll catch you later babe, just wanted to call and let you know that I'm thinking about ya, and I'll talk to you tonight."

Harry: "yes you will. see ya babe"

...

After the show Harry was exhausted and went straight to the bus after the show, and the crowd cleared out a bit.

As his band mates headed onto the bus he thanked them for doing their part in the amazing show and once they all were relaxing on the bus he pulled out his phone and looked around to make sure nobody outside was looking...especially the paps.

When he pulled out his phone he clicked on Zayn's contact and put his phone up to his ear.

*on the phone*

Zayn: "hello"

Harry: "you act like you don't know who this is...do not hello me."

Zayn chuckled under his breath

Zayn: "hey baby...was that better?"

Harry: "much"

Zayn: "ur too cute, tell me about the show. Every detail"

Harry: "it was amazing, actually one of the better ones on the tour so far."

Zayn: "I'm glad!! Wish I could've been there"

Harry: "me too bub, speaking of, how was your day in the studio?"

Zayn: "it was really good actually, out of the fifteen songs on the album I've gotten about three recorded and wrapped."

Harry: "damn babe, it's cause your voice is perfect...don't need that many takes to hit those notes yea?"

Zayn: "you know it" he laughed

Harry: "got a question for you"

Zayn: "lay em' on me babe"

Harry: "how many of the songs on this album are about me"

Zayn: "shit probably like...6 or 7 of them"

Harry: "aw baby"

Zayn: "u make me a fool, you should see my face right now...my fucking cheeks hurt from you."

Harry: "fuck I wish I was in your arms right now"

Zayn: "so i guess it's fair for me to ask you then...how many of the songs on "fine line" are about me?"

Harry: "well, let me think...maybe 3 or 4."

Zayn: "babe you make me so proud. even when we weren't talking, when you hated my fucking guts."

Harry: "I didn't hate your guts z, it was just hard for me to watch my best friend walk away from me...from everything we had for so fucking long."

Zayn: "I know babe and that's why I didn't pressure you into forgiving me."

Harry: "but how could I stand in front of my best friend...my boyfriend, and let him pour his heart out to me, and then just walk away?"

Zayn: "your boyfriend?"

Harry: "I don't really know how to describe us, I didn't wanna friend zone ya."

Zayn: "no that's all I've wanted to hear bub"

Harry: "oh...good, you worried me"

Zayn: "damn you make me so happy and I miss you so fuckin much haz"

Harry: "I miss you loads more baby but I gotta head to bed, we're off to a new city in like 10 minutes already."

Zayn: "alright love...I'll talk to you in the morning?"

Harry: "of course...goodnight"

...
And with that, Harry headed to bed with the sweetest smile on his face.