Tainted Love [ Zarry ]

𝙿𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚢 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜

"Jessica?" the man said and Jessica turned her face to the man and smiled

No no no

It can't be

"Hi Styles..."

Zayn's body was paralyzed, he wasn't holding Kendall anymore it was more like she was holding him. The shock overtook him and memories flashes into his head joined with old feelings.

Happiness

Love

Sadness

Misery

Hate

It was a mix of feelings but the bad ones were winning...

"Jess why do you always have to make a scene?" Harry asked, his back and Zayn's back were slightly touching. The green-eyed lad didn't felt uncomfortable at all with his back touching the other man... He wasn't really worried with that either all he had to do was thank the man behind him because he just saved his ex-girlfriend from his crazy girlfriend that can't take a joke.

"Oh please..." Jessica rolled her eyes "Miss Rowe can't take a joke"

"Hey Camille get back to our friends ok? I'll be there in a second" Harry said to his girlfriend, she nodded and left the place. Harry faces Jessica to give her a lecture while Zayn just wanted to disappear with Kendall...but he had no luck, Kendall wanted to talk with Harry

"Don't even think about scolding Jess,your girlfriend is crazy Harry!" Kendall spat at him

"I'm sorry Kendall" he said truthfully "and thank you too man you saved my ex from my girl-"

Harry couldn't speak, his tongue got numb, paralyzed, immobilized, stuck when he saw the golden eyes that those long eyelashes were hiding

Zayn fucking Malik

He was the one that helped his ex-girlfriend, such a kind soul apart from... Oh right when he left him in the other side of the globe with nothing but a broken heart and some sad memories that he refuses to remember

Zayn lifted his head and looked at Harry, he just needed it to after 5 years, his subconscious has been asking for this moment since he left London so he took the risk and looked at the green orbs.

They were more beautiful then Zayn remembered, so full of green and blue with a string of gold. They reminded Zayn how it was to have a heartbeat, to have a life with meaning, to have a love, to have a soulmate... but that feeling was suddenly washed off when pain hit him hard and reality fall upon his body. Though Zayn couldn't deny that Harry grow up to be an handsome and attractive man, his long hair made him sexier than ever, his lips seemed more pink than he rembered more long, glossier, more perfect but still very identical to Zayn tattoo in his hand were Harry's lips were engraved.

He was sexy, all of him screamed sexy, at least that was what Zayn thought to himself, his white loose shirt with four buttons unmade exposed his bare chest making it visible to see his tattoos and his cross necklace. His skinny jeans was making Zayn fight his desire and the boots just stood perfectly in him, not to talk about the way his hair was slide back due to the sunglasses in his head.