Chapter 4

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Since the day Zayns father died,his mother has been keeping him close to her side. Whether it be at the market or in the safety of their own home, she doesn't want to lose Zayn like she lost her husband(even though it was from illness).

Zayn hasn't seen much of a certain curly headed male. Although he feels his presence everywhere he goes. It isn't a warm welcoming presence but more of a cold but not so freezing one.

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Zayn was lying in bed,the house as silent as ever that you could drop a pin and hear it. His mother was asleep but somehow something was keeping him awake.

His room was too dark,the only light shining was from the moon. He looked everywhere in his room to help him sleep,from the ceiling to the closet to the door. Nothing. He sat there wide awake,feeling that cold but not so freezing presence in the room again. Then he looked over,a long,slender silhouette,wild curls everywhere and piercing emerald eyes looking straight at him. It was very detailed and of course he knew who it was. "Harry?" Zayn called out. Nothing but silence,he couldn't hear the soft breathes nor the tattoo of the heart from the male. The silhouette just stood there,almost bearing into zayns soul.

"Where have you been?" A deep, raspy voice sounded from the shadows. Zayn almost flinched at the voice. It was very harsh,almost like he was breaking apart.Zayn turned his attention towards the window then back to corner where harry stood. The silhouette never moved,he just stood there. "My mother needs me. " Zayn said. He looked away from the male again feeling guilty and uncomfortable.When he turned back to where the silhouette had been,it had vanished. Zayn furrowed his brows and scanned the poorly lit room. As he lay back down,he felt arms wrap around him. A very cold touch,and when he looked up he saw no emotion from Harry's face once again. No life in his eyes anymore,just pools of grey.

They sat there until Zayn finally dosed off.

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A/N:Omg I'm sorry this is terrible,I don't have a lot of imagination right now;( Feedback would be amazing though!

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