I truly love you. {Zarry Stylik}

1.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

"ughhhh...."

Harry let's his alarm ring for a while being too tired to get up and stop it. He closes his eyes and attempts to fall back asleep. After a couple minutes of trying and failing miserably, he finally decided to get up from his bed and start the day.

•-•

Harry finishes his bowl of Cheerios and r and places the empty dish in the sink. He pulls up his sleeves to prevent water from soaking his shirt as he washes the dishes.

I pull my phone out of the pocket of my black ripped jeans dialing Zayn aka my best friend.

Zayn's like my only friend other than Niall but, me and Niall were nothing compared to me and Zayn. Don't get me wrong. I love Niall but, me and Zayn are just closer and better. Part of the reason is Zayn has been my best friend since sixth grade. Ever since then, we did everything together such as shopping, trick or treating, unwrapping gifts when the clock strikes 12:00 on Christmas, and many more things. He always comes to my house every Saturday to sleepover.

One time we watched a film called "The Notebook" and I began to sob like a baby.

Literally.

Zayn laughed at me for a while but then held me in his arms until I fell asleep.

Zayn is unique.

I feel safe around him. He makes me feel safe.

There are several reasons why he is the only person I trust and can be myself with. However, there's one thing that sticks out the most.

Anyways, I start ringing him until it went directly to voice mail. I rang him again and still no answer. So I try ringing him one last time and no answer. Three times? Not one. Not two. But three?! IM NOT FUCKING WALKING TO SCHOOL. I SWEAR IM GONNA CHOP HIS HEAD OFF AND SHOVE IT RIGHT UP HIS A-

My phone starts buzzing and I turn to look at the screen to see "Zaynie poo" flashing on the screen. Quickly, I answer it.

"I'm here."

he says like he didn't just send me to voicemail three times.

"How dare u not answer my calls. Three times Zayn, three!" I say angrily because I could've had to walk to school and there's no way in hell that I'm gonna walk 4 fucking miles to school. Especially not with pedophiles on the streets. Nuh-uh. Also, he promised me to always take me to school so he would be breaking it.

He hangs up totally ignoring what I just said.

The audacity.

I walk outside to see Zayn in his car waiting for me. Walking towards his car I open the door to the passenger seat and plop right down on the black leather seat.

"hey there Princess." he says in a deep voice making me blush. Wait, why am I blushing?

The way he said it.

It was kinda hot.

In a friendly way, you know?