Fuck ! I feel for you

Chapter 23

Everything was quite in Tomlinson residence. The sweet aroma of freshly baked chocolate chips cookies filled the house. It was 19th of December and the preparation for Christmas was at its peak. While Trisha was baking cakes and cookies for her sons , they were busy in their own thing. Louis was working hard to cover all the work so he could spend his holiday peacefully while Zayn was busy decorating the house. His ankle was not fully recovered but it pained less and he could manage.

Zayn was currently decorating the living room. He hung the beautiful star shaped fairy lights up to the window. At one corner he set the Christmas tree which was half decorated. He then put all the lights where he found it suitable and then plugged it to the switch. The lights lit on giving the room a very homei and cosy vibe. He then set the candles on the tables and left it to lit on the celebration day. He looked around and smiled. And then went back on decorating the Christmas tree. Normally Louis and Niall would help him but since they were at work he had to do it by himself. He hummed some tune while hanging the mini Santa on the tree but stopped when someone rand the bell.

"Boo can you please check the door," Trisha shouted from the kitchen.
"On it mom," Zayn yelled back slowly making his way towards the door and it rang again.
"Jesus wait up I'm coming," Zayn said opening the door. He smiled and let the person in.

"Wow !! Your house looks so good. So dreamy if I say," Harry said looking around the living room, "you decorated this ?"

"Umm yes. Louis and Niall are at work so I did it," Zayn shrugged.
"Uggh this smell is making me hungry," Harry said breathing in with a smile on his face.
"Mom is baking," Zayn said and Harry's face lit up.
"I love baking ! I used to work in a bakery" he exclaimed.

"Who is it," Trisha asked coming out of the kitchen wiping her hands on her apron.
"Hi Mrs. Malik," Harry greeted.
"Ohh hello Harry. What brought you here," she asked.
"Umm nothing so important. It's just that we were going to do the Christmas decorations so I came by to pick up Zayn if he is free," Harry told her.
"Yes I'm done. We can go," Zayn beamed.
"Okay but take care of your ankle," with that she disappeared in the kitchen again.
"I'll be back," Zayn said climbing upstairs.

Harry just stood there looking at the photo frames hanging on the wall. There was one picture in which Louis was sitting on the chair holding a baby which he guessed was Zayn. The other picture was of Trisha with boys and there was another man also. They all seemed so happy. He smiled looking at them. But then Trisha cleared her throat and he turned around to face her.

"You have a beautiful family," Harry complimented which made her smile.
"Thank you. And this is for you and your friend. I was baking cookies and cakes. So here some for you and your friend," she said handing him two paper bags.

"Thank you so much. Liam will love it," he said receiving it.
"Yeah since he was busy enough not to come by and send you to pick up his boyfriend," she said and Harry shook his head.
"Its not that Mrs. Malik. He don't know that I am here to pick up Zayn. He is in his office," Harry explained, "Nichole and Ruth send me here to pick him up because they wanted to spend sometimes with him."

"Ohhh. They knew about this relationship," she asked frowning , " both of them are my good friends but didn't told me a thing."
"No they don't. They found out yesterday when I send them a picture of Liam and Zayn cuddling," harry told her and she nodded.

"Ohh. It's been months I haven't met them. Maybe I will ask them to come over while I'm still in town," Trisha said.
"Well if the baking is done you can join us they will be surprised," Harry suggested.
"Umm sounds good. Let me just go and change. And while I'm gone can you please check if the cookies are done," she asked taking off her apron.
"Sure," Harry smiled and went inside the kitchen.