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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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