Wasted Whiskies and Crushed Cigarettes | Zarry Stylik | Completed ✓

CHAPTER 3

          It's been two simple weeks in their college and thankfully Zayn's life doesn't go as worse as he thought. There is this idiot called Ryan, who is like the bully in the first year. Ryan doesn't like anyone other than Americans in this college but the fun fact is no American student like Ryan too.

Harry introduced Zayn to Liam and Louis who are the only British people in this year other than these two. There is Niall, who is Louis' roommate from Ireland is also one of the sweetest people Zayn have ever met.

Zayn thanked Harry for introducing these three people in his life and when Harry asked 'why he is so emotional about meeting new people', he replied 'it's not about meeting new people it's about having real friends'. From that moment Harry knows there's something wrong in Zayn's life and he made a mental note to find it.

For a whole week, Zayn noticed Harry jumping out of the window around 11 pm and coming back around 2 am. He noticed this because he himself goes to sleep at 3 am and wakes up at 7 am. When he asked Harry he said he always has a night shift in his work and Zayn doesn't know what kind of work is that.

Zayn also noticed Harry being extremely happy and extremely active in the past couple of days, not that he's complaining. He went to work and he came back but he didn't even sleep, but the next day he was too happy and it doesn't even look like he didn't sleep.

If Zayn needs at least 10 cigarettes a day then Harry needs at least 6 glasses of whisky to keep him active but in the past couple of days, Harry just took 2 glasses of whisky, which was weird.

"You're not coming?" Zayn frowned at Harry who is walking out of the washroom still in his pyjamas. Harry only shook his head in response.

"Why?" Zayn asked getting up but Harry didn't reply. He took a bottle of pills from his cupboard and just stared at them like he's having a debate to whether to have them or not. Finally, he kept the bottle back without having it and went under his sheets.

"Are you not feeling well?" Zayn tried again.

"Will you please leave?!" Harry groaned pulling his covers over his head.

"Okay, sorry." Zayn said and walked to the door, just when he was about to twist the knob he remembered his pills so he walked back and took his daily dose and only today Harry noticed Zayn taking the pills.

"Take care Harry." Zayn said before opening the door and left. Harry looked up at the door and sighed deeply, regretting every freaking thing he did since morning.

All-day today, even when he was with his friends Zayn only thought about Harry. They know each other for only 2 weeks now but still, he knows the real Harry and this is not him.

The real Harry is the one who always has this cheeky smile or that proud smirk when he defeats Zayn in snake and ladder, a board game they started playing since last week. Zayn chose chess but Harry is the one who convinced him that 'snakes are beautiful so we've to try it'.

They even play ludo sometimes but Harry will be like we've to use too much of mind in that so don't. Because he will be drunk all the time so yeah, it's hard to concentrate. But Zayn is still thinking what is so mind wrecking in ludo.

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