NOT EVEN THE GODS ABOVE, CAN SEPARATE THE TWO OF US (ZARRY)

Ch-32

Harry's pov

2018

"Are you okay Harry?" Mitch asked as I was looking at myself in the mirror.
"Absolutely!"
He nodded, tuning his guitar for today's show.

Abruptly my phone buzzed. When I looked at the name, my heart wanted to sink. I picked up the call, and I was sure my voice was breaking.

"Hello?"
"Hello Darling" she softly said.
"Trisha..." I almost whispered.
" Harry, I'm so proud of honey."

I tried to control myself but I did burst into a set of tears.

"Harry, you're crying?"
" I'm sorry" I mumbled, controlling myself.
"No need to be sorry son. I can imagine the emotions running in you. How have you been?"
"I try to be happy" I replied.
"I'm glad, I just wanted to hear your voice, it been 3 years since I last talked to you."
" I missed you Trisha..."
"Oh dear, I missed you too. Infact every Malik misses you."
" Every Malik?" I sadly whispered.
"Yes Harry."
There was a longtime pause since she did that. Zayn misses me?

"Harry! Come one, it's show time!" Mitch called out.

"Trisha, I'm sorry. I need to go. It's my show. I loved talking to you. Please call me often..."
"Definitely love, I loved talking to you too. Go now, rock the stage. Make me proud. Make Anne proud."
" I always try to Trish. Talk to you later."
"Goodbye sweetie."

I hung up the phone, smiling to myself. I had a mixed intuition. Something good and then bad. But what?
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The show was going amazing so far! The crowd was loud and they were loving me. I looked everywhere, trying to look at everyone who adored me. That is when I saw someone in the VIP book. He? My breath hitched. A beanie, tattoos, height, physique. Zayn? I tried to scan him and now I was pretty sure it was him. He came to attend my show? Why? The next song was 'Sweet creature'. That song was very special for me, for us. I wrote it for him.

I started singing it to the music, continuously looking in the VIP box. I even heard a girl scream, " Zayn's here!" It was like I was singing Sweet creature to him. My sweet creature. What Perrie told me was maybe true? He still loved me? Because he just broke up with Gigi.
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The show was over and we were backstage, smiling to ourselves because of the successful show. I ran my fingers down my chest, straightening the shirt and ran a hand through my hair, thinking about, well...... Zayn?

The door of the backstage swung open and I just wanted to jump out of the nearest window. It was him. I wanted to drown, die, just pass out. He slowly took steps towards me and it was like everyone else was faded away. I looked around a little and everyone was literally gone. It was just me and him. He looked so soft in his beanie and his sweatpants. He got some new tattoos but he still was my Zayn. No, just Zayn, not mine.

He was just standing inches away from me. I could smell him. His scent, I missed it so much.

"Harry..." he whispered.
"Well, why are you here? We never talked remember? You said that." I shrugged, trying to look unbothered.

He sighed, moving closer which made me uncomfortable, " Harry, I'm so sorry about that. I wasn't in a correct state of mind when I did that. I'm so fucking sorry!"
I moved apart with a angry look on my face," Your state of mind the hell. You just put an end to everything when you said that."

He huffed and suddenly cupped my cheek which caught me off guard. His lips were so close to mine.

He gently rubbed my cheek, saying," I'm so sorry and I'm so proud of you. Please remember that."

He kissed my forehead and I wanted to melt there.

"Just like the last time, you're leaving" I mumbled.

He smiled sadly, walking away.

"Zayn!" I yelled.

He turned around a bit, looking at me.

"I'm proud of you too..." I slowly kissed his cheek which left him rock still.

I went away, closing the door and cried myself to sleep because he doesn't love me anymore. At least that is what I noticed....

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