Tainted Love [ Zarry ]

𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎

Zayn's PoV:

I hugged him tighter and I felt him hugging me back, I grabbed his face and with my thumbs I cleaned his tears.

He was crying his heart or but he still managed to look beautiful, he was gorgeous. He had this red suit that fitted him perfectly I know every one out there was drooling over him, even fucking Shawn, I aware to God I'll kill that boy!

He showed confidence in that suit but right now all he showed was sadness, sadness hat I had invested on him. We broke each other even more due to our stupidity and lack of understanding.

"I stood days, months trying to respond to your message...but... I couldn't there was too much in my heart and mind... And the worst I envy you because you... You had the courage to say something I've wanted to say for so long" he tried to say, is breath uncontrolled and quick from crying

"Calm down, love." I said slowly "I wasn't any better, I told you I loved you by a fucking message"

"At least you said it" he mumbled "I'm sorry " he cried out

"We were both wrong, babe, there's nothing to do now about the past" I told him his eyes looking at the ground and silent tears falling in the grass "Harreh, look at me "

He didn't dare to look in my eyes, he cleaned his face with the knuckle of his index finger. I put my hand under his chin and pulled his face up gently, his eyes roamed around everywhere but me "Look at me, curly" I said low, almost whispering afraid of breaking him, like the sweet porcelain doll he is, I'll always be afraid of breaking him but in the end I always do, that's why I need to put his pieces back again and he needs to put mines.

His green eyes flashed at my gold ones, his full of guilty, mines of hope.

In this moment surrounded by the green walls I forgot the world outside ant the reality, felt like Alice in Wonderland that escaping the real troubled adult world and staying in her magic perfect one where withung these walls was no rulebook to follow, my soul is full and content.

For a split second I believed this was our place... Our space. But when we would walk from this labyrinth of hopes and dreams once we stepped outside we wouldn't be together, get our satisfaction... And I feel it's time that we have a shot, we have to find our place, cause it doesn't make sense to be meant to be and then not be...

But for now I'll have to keep it to myself.

"I'm sorry, Zee" he mumbled "I'm so so-"

I stooped his apology by connecting my lips with his, it was a sweet kiss just lips on lips made me remember our first kiss, sweet and gentle brush of lips against each other, so little yet such a big meaning.

Our lips separated and I brushed my nose against his, my forehead resting in his, my eyes closed savoring the moment I waited for so long. A smile crept into my face, and due to our proximity he felt my wide smile.