one direction boyxboy one shots

Zarry

helllooooo..I'm back! Disney was the bomb as always!! Here we goooooo....

ZARRY

"When do you come back from Paris Zaynie. I miss you." Harry said whilst on the phone with his boyfriend of 6 years. Yes six whole years...they are just waiting for the gay marriage law to pass in London before they offically get engaged.                                                                                                                

"Saturday! Thats only 3 days away babe!" Zayn lied. He actually found and earlier flight for tomorrow and decided that he would surprise Harry.

"I know but it's been 2 weeks!" Harry whined back.

"But it will all be worth it I promise."

"Did you get me a gift?" Harry responded eagerly

"Something like that."

Zayn heard a loud knock come from his phone and wondered who possible Harry could have over at this time of night.

"I'm meeting up with Niall for drinks. I have to go know. I love you Zayn"

"Love you too Harry. See you soon"

**

Zayn grabbed his luggage off the caroseul and called a cab. He just landed back in London and was way to eager to show Harry the surprise. He just couldn't seem to wipe the grin off his face. It was finally happening.

Pulling up to Harry and his flat he saw an unfamiliar car in the driveway. He just smirked to himself and shook his head, Harry and his stupid obsession with new cars.

"Harry babe I'm home surprise!" he screamed shutting the front door behind him.

He got nothing in response.

"Harry?" he said a bit louder.

"Fuck! Fuck!" he heard a familiar cheshire accent angirly shout.

He followed the voice to the bedroom and opened the door. His eyes buldged out of his sockets, his bag was abruptley dropped to the ground, his jaw wide open, and the surpsise in his other hand was now crumpled up.

"I think it's time for me to go" said the only stranger in the room who was pulling up his trousers and 30 seconds later he was gone leaving Harry and Zayn in their (if Zayn could even call it that anymore) bedroom.

Zayn didn't know if he should cry or kill the younger boy. "I think I should go to" he finally settled with. He knew the tears were coming soon and he was not about to give Harry the satisfaction of seeing him cry.

Harry pulled out of whatever shock trance he was in and felt his eyes begin to water, "You came back early" he croaked out.

"Clearly the wrong choice" Zayn whispered shutting his eyes tight and then re-opening them hoping this was just the worst nigtmare he ever has had. But sadly it wasn't.

"I'm so sorry" Harry sobbed. His vision his now blurred with tears.

"It's been a great six years."

"No don't do this. Please I'll do anything." he was now clutching the dirtied sheets around him trying to balance himself because he was feeling so lightheaded that he might just pass out.

"No. I can't. I guess I'll move in with Louis. He'll get my stuff later this week." Zayn said whispering again. Hes lost his voice and his throat is closing up so whispering is the best he could do. He reached down and grabbed his bag and clutched that paper in his other hand tighter and pivoted around. He doesn't know how he is being so calm.  He just doesn't want to belive this is really happening.

"No Zayn you can't. Please do-dont g-go. I-I l-lo-love yo-you s-s-so much." Harry was a blubbering mess. 

"I love you too. Goodbye" he said not turning around to see his now ex boyfriend..and walked out of the flat ignoring the loud screams and muiltiple 'no please's that were echohing behind him.  He walked a whole 10 miles to Louis flat. He felt nothing anymore. His world was numb.

**

2 YEARS LATER

Harry was working at a restraunt as a waiter somewhere in ireland. He moved a year after the split once he realized as many times he begged and pleaded, Zayn wasn't coming back to him and that hurt to fucking much. So he just left. 

"Hello my name is Harry and I will be you're waiter today. Can I start you off with something to drink?"

same old same old. That was until his costumer finally looked up and Harry was now looking into those familiar golden eyes that he still to this day loves.

"A water please" Zayn said and immideatly looked back down at the table. Of course of all the places in ireland he could have eaten at he picked the one where is exboyfried waiters at. The oh so familiar tears started to well up in his eyes and fuck he promised himself he wouldn't cry if he ever saw Harry again.

"Zayn. It's really you" Harry said barley audible.

Zayn just nodded in response.

**

Zayn drank and ate his food as fast as possible so he could get the fuck out and forget that this meeting ever happened but curiosity got the best of him and just as Harry was walking away after placing the check on the table Zayn said, "Why'd you do it? After six years...why did you cheat?"

Harrys heart was pounding because that was the one question he did not want to answer. He squeezed his eyes shut and shuffled back to the table eyes still closed he said, "He came over to fix our t.v that was broken...and he made a move on me. And y-you wern't home and I missed you so much an-and I just think my hormones g-got the best of me and I-I thought you we-were coming home later and that I c-could hide it from you."

Heartbroken, Zayn just nodded.

"You never told me what my surprise was..." Harry said. That still hasn't left his mind because it could have been the best gift in the world and he would never know.

"I got the Gay Marriage law signed. It was offically legal to have a gay marriage in London. Took me two whole weeks to finally get enough signitures....I had the signed papers in my hand when I came home..."

Harry could care less about work. He collapased to the ground clutching his knees to his chest and  started heavily breathing. He just wanted to die. 

Zayn threw the 40 pounds on the table and sprinted out of the restraunt because this was too much for him. He wished he would have ran faster because the last words he heard were heard through the whole restraunt.

"I still love you"

And if Zayns heart wasn't broken then it certainly was now.

**

Zayn and Harry never saw each other again after that incident.