Wasted Whiskies and Crushed Cigarettes | Zarry Stylik | Completed ✓

CHAPTER 16

        It was February 13, 11 pm when Zayn was waiting for Harry to get out from the shower, When Harry walked out from the bathroom he looked at Zayn like he is some kind of alien creature because he was grinning from ear to ear.

"What?" Harry chuckled amusedly.

"Can I come with you?" Zayn asked like an innocent child asking for another candy.

"You wanna cum with me?" Harry smirked and Zayn frowned confused. It took a moment for Zayn to realise and blushed furiously when he did.

"You know what I mean." He mumbled looking at the floor.

"Yeah, I know." Harry said tossing the wet towel on his chair. "But you're not coming."

"Harrehh!!!" Zayn whined pouting.

"This is not gonna work out this time honey." Harry smiled leaning to kiss his lips.

"Why not?!" Zayn asked stomping his foot with crossed arms.

"Why do you wanna come with me to work?" Harry asked amused by the other boy's stubbornness.

"It's Valentine's day tomorrow." Zayn said as a matter of fact but Harry stood there like 'your point?!' so Zayn sighed deeply. "I wanna spend every minute with you. From dusk till dawn and till forever." He mumbled hugging Harry tightly like he never wanna let him go.

"You're so clingy and touchy nowadays and I love it." Harry said hugging back.

"Enjoy it while my oxytocin levels are high." Zayn smirked looking up at him and Harry kissed him soft, sweet and slow.

"Okay, my king." Harry nodded pulling back. "Let's go."

They walked on the side-walk with hand in hand and they never let go each other even when Zayn walked away from Harry unconsciously while talking about the stars in the sky. Instead, Harry just gripped him tight and pulled him closer.

When they walked in the Alley like always Zayn tried so much to not freak out but a rat ruined it. Harry chuckled and held him close to his heart and Zayn thought he could just melt in this embrace because it's so soft yet tight enough to not let go. The hand once rested on Zayn's upper arm is now on his waist and Zayn felt butterflies when Harry tightened the grip.

"We're here." Harry said cheerily and pressed the passcode.

"Oh, finally you're here." The girl Zayn met last time yelled the moment they walked in.

"Why? What happened Karen?" Harry frowned taking Zayn's hand in his.

"Hy!! Hi Zayn." She smiled and Zayn just nodded smiling a little. "Someone's here to meet you."

"Who?" Harry's frowned deepened.

"I don't know. Someone named Gemma." She shrugged making Harry's heart skip a beat. He tightened his grip on Zayn's hand making him frown in confusion.

"Where is she?" He asked worriedly.

"You know her?" She frowned.

"Yeah, I will tell you later. Now, where is she?" He asked again.

"In our boss's room." She said leaving them the way to walk.

He muttered a small 'thank you' and walked past her dragging Zayn with him. When he asked his boss about Gemma he pointed to a room. When Harry walked in he saw a woman in black jeans, black tank top and a black leather jacket with dark brunette hair—just like Harry's—feeding something to a kid.

"Gem." Harry's voice broke.

"Muffin!!" Gemma said cheerily but still didn't look at him because she was wiping he food from the kid's chin.

"Oh my god!! It's you." He said in disbelief and ran his fingers through his hair.

"It's me." She smiled and kept the bowl on the nearby table.

Harry smiled and walked to her where she peacefully waited for him to engulf him in his bear hug and he did. He hugged her so tight and she hugged him back with the same force.

"How are you?" He asked pulling back.

"I'm good. How are you?" She asked smiling.

"Good." He smiled. "Who's this pretty boy?" He asked pointing to the kid who is locked in that little chair.

"My boy." She smiled.

"Really?" He asked surprised and looked at the kid who had warm brown eyes and pretty brunette hair.

"What? Still can't believe?" She asked smirking.

"What?" He scoffed. "He's a little copy of you."

"I know right." She laughed with him.

"Who's the father?" He asked.

"Him." Gemma pointed behind him. He turned around to meet with a confused Zayn.

"What?" He frowned turning back to her.

"Not your boyfriend. Back." She said pointing behind Zayn.

Harry looked at the man standing on the doorway it was his boss, Daniel. He turned around to look at Gemma and then back at Daniel.

"What is going on here?" He groaned.

"That's what I'm asking." Zayn said making everyone look at him and Harry sighed deeply.

"So?" Harry asked after they all settled in the room.

"Where should I start?" Gemma asked.

"After they disowned me." He said making Zayn frown but he didn't ask anything because he's so busy taking care of Noah, the baby.

"So after you left home they took me away from the hostel, so I'm a day scholar now. They did this because they always want to keep an eye on me and they did, like a vulture. When I was 17, I kissed a boy-"

"Wow!!" Harry laughed and laughed more when he noticed Gem glaring at him.

"Shut up, Muffin." She frowned. "Why did they kick you out?" She smirked.

"I kissed a boy." He mumbled and Zayn looked at them like 'what the bloody fuck is wrong in that?!'

"Right, now let me continue." She said. "So I kissed the boy next door and our mum caught us and she kicked me out." She shrugged.

"And?" Harry asked.

"And I was roaming on the streets and bumped onto Daniel when he was in work and he joined me in their business. You know their father ran this business then right? So after him, yeah we're taking care."

"And?"

"One day Daniel was talking about the new idea of using that boots heel as a carrier and I asked who gave him that idea and he said your name and I said my brother's name was that too and he showed me your photo and I thought maybe you're my brother." She smiled letting the tears fall free making Harry's eyes well up too.

"And then I got to know about your full name and I realised finally I have my brother back and he is happy." She smiled at Zayn who mirrored her.

"I missed you so fucking much." Harry said breaking down.

"Same. Every fucking second." She cried. "They didn't even tell me which orphanage they joined you."

"They know you'll come for me." He scoffed bitterly.

"Let them rot in hell." Gemma said through gritted teeth.

"Don't worry they'll get everything they deserve." He said tracing the burn scar on Gemma's left hand.

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