Petite | Zarry

Chapter 21.

Harry went into his bedroom to get dressed while Zayn had taken his clothes to the bathroom.

Harry opened the right side of his large wardrobe. It was so huge that it almost took up the whole wall. He looked through his suits which were in the garment bags they came in. For a moment he thought about playing a little mix and match but he quickly brushed that thought away. Harry chose a dark red one with floral print. He paired it with a black slightly transparent shirt from Gucci, the same brand as the suit.

When he got dressed he caught a glimpse of his jewelry. He hesitated. He hadn't been wearing rings in a very long time... The last time he wore a ring was when... Harry frowned. No, he didn't want to think about his ex now... He also didn't want to think about how that son of a bitch lost his favourite ring... On purpose.

Harry's frown turned into a grin. Yet that he thought about it, he definitely was in the mood for some jewelry. He took a kind of new ring out. It looked like a rose, he really liked it even though he never wore it before. His mother gave it to him for his previous birthday but at that time he had already stopped wearing rings.

Harry put it on. It looked good but he felt like one ring was way too basic. He needed more. While he took some other rings and put them on too, Zayn was in the bathroom also getting dressed.

The small raven-haired boy smiled at himself, he felt so pretty and fancy wearing these expensive clothes, which were fitting him better than anything he had ever worn before.

A few minutes later Harry and Zayn were seated in the older males car. The ride was quiet but the silence wasn't uncomfortable, it was a calm and nice atmosphere. It was already dark outside and the dark-haired boy watched the city lights rush by outside the window.   

Harry, on the other hand, was a little tense even though Zayn's presence was calming. The tall man didn't really like the thought of bringing Zayn with him, he knew that this was no place for him to be but he had promised the small boy to never leave him alone, so him staying at home on his own was never an opinion to the curly-haired man.

Just a few minutes later Harry parked the car. Zayn took a look at the building, he didn't know what it was but it looked glamorous. There were white stairs that led to a platform. There was a big dark wooden door and next to it were on both sides tall pillars.

Zayn unbuckled his seatbelt and was about to open the car door when harry put his hand on his small knee. "Wait," Harry said. The raven-haired boy paused and looked at the green-eyed man. "Before we go in there I want you to listen closely to what I tell you, can you do that for me?" he asked and looked at the small boy in front of him. Zayn nodded.

"Okay, so first, I need you to know that most of the men inside there are bad people. They do and say bad things so don't listen to them. And second, I don't want you to talk to any one of them until I tell you otherwise...You will stay by my side, you'll only leave when I tell you to. Do you understand?"

Zayn nodded once again. "Yes Mr. Harry, but... If these people are so bad why do you want to meet them?" he asked shyly and glanced at Harry's big hand which rested on his knee.

Harry sighed, "I don't actually want to meet them, it's for work, these men might be horrible people but they are important trading partners. Without them, the company would make less money and I would have to fire some of my workers."

Zayn looked at Harry, the small boy seemed to be in thoughts. "Come on, let's get in there," Harry said when Zayn didn't answer him. Harry got out of the car and opened the car door for the small boy. Zayn smiled a little and a slight blush appeared on his cheeks. "Thank you..." he mumbled.