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Zayn's POV
"How was it?", Harry is asking as soon as I enter our apartment, his voice is sounds a bit timid and alarmed, in case of any possible of outburst of mine, his eyes are reflecting deep concern.
"Harreh", I almost whine as a reply, because by now he should know that my therapy sessions are going just fine.
"Soo", he still stays persistent and I just roll my eyes in annoyance. Nonetheless, I'm walking over to him, peck him shortly on the lips, before mumbling a "fine".
"Okay then", Harry sighs, "I won't bother asking the next time." But we both know very well that he will indeed continue asking me every time.
"How was work?", I want to know, while taking off my jacket and my shoes.
"You know...", he says and adds, while smirking, "fine."
"Funny", I groan amused.
"You know I got flowers", Harry says further, "they are from Louis." For a brief moment I stare right at him, wanting to know if he is simply teasing me, because he knows I am one of the jealous kinds, or if he is speaking the truth. However, his expression is unrevealing and I am forced to ask him about it, even if this has been his main intention, I'll do it anyways.
"Is that all?", I huff out, heading for the kitchen, to which Harry follows me.
"I said thank you and put them on a vase in the kitchen table", he answers, his voice sounding full with mischief.
Just when he has finished speaking, I glance at the kitchen table and there is indeed a vase full with flowers on the table, not any kind of flowers though, but sunflowers, Harry's and my favorites.
"Good for you", I try to say nonchalantly, stressing my words with a light shrug.
"Okay, okay", Harry laughs, "I got them for you."
"Did you now?", I am not yet convinced, huffing like a little boy.
"Yes, you fool", he giggles.
"I hope not because I had my therapy session today", I tease him, to what he blushes since I apparently have hit a nerve.
"Either way, do you like them?"
"You know, I do", I retort truthfully, then adding, "thank you."
"I thought that maybe if the session went bad, they would cheer you up."
"Very thoughtful", I reply, admiring how Harry is always being so considered and looking out for me and my well-being.
"I actually have a surprise for you as well", I reveal, already grinning because I won't tell him what it is and that not knowing will drive him insane.
"Really?", Harry's voice sounds almost as curious and excited as the voice of a little child.
"Sooo?", he wants to know, but I will not tell him just yet. After all, it's called a surprise for a reason and I already ruined it a bit by even admitting that I have something planned. Something really big and life changing, at least for a while.
"Seriously, Zee? That's it!", he exclaims bewildered, his stare is full of accusation. However, I just ignore him and lazily make myself a cup of coffee. All this time, I can feel his penetrating gaze on me and I have to keep myself from laughing out loud because a fuming Harry can be very entertaining. Pouring the steaming black liquor into a mug, I take a seat at the table. Enjoying the bitter taste on my tongue, I steal a glance at the flowers once more, silently admiring their beauty.
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Our love is my mixtape (Zarry AU)
FanfictieHarry is reminiscing the past. Mourning and hurting from his last break up. Not being able to let go. So he keeps playing his selfmade mixtape over and over again. Inspired by "Love is a mixtape" by Rob Sheffield