Harry
It's cold outside. I stand in front of the apartment complex where Zayn lives. I spend some time drawing nervously circles into the street dust with the tops of my Chelsea boots. My long black wool coat is wrapped tightly around my freezing body. Without further ado, I enter the lobby, greet the porter and walk to the elevator. When the door opens, I step in, press the elevator button and look at myself in the mirror while driving. You look tired, Styles, I think. My hands run through my short hair, pluck a few curls. The door is slowly opening. With shaky knees, I stand in front of Zayn's apartment door and hear muffled noises from inside. My fingers touch the doorbell - I hesitate. Finally I presses the bell.
Zayn and Harry
My heart is pounding. I breathe deeply and hear Zayn's approaching footsteps. The door opens and then he stands in front of me - Zayn Malik, the Pakistani demigod. He smiles and his dazzling white teeth flashes.
"Harry, come in!"
With a friendly gesture, he asks me to enter.
"Hello Zayn, thanks for the invitation. Honestly, I'm dying for your chicken lasagna!"
I'm trying to cover up my excitement. I'll put my coat over the high armchair in the cloakroom. This is my first time in this apartment and I'm pretty impressed with it. Countless self-painted pictures and drawings by Zayn hang on the walls.
"It's beautifully furnished, very cozy. You really should consider a career as a painter, Zayn." I say grinningly and pointing at the illustrated walls.
"Thank you. I'm actually quite happy with the music, Haz. Painting is just my hobby." He replies dryly.
To hide my embarrassment, I go into the kitchen, where it already smells delicious. I'll open the stove and take a look inside. Hot steam hits me.
"Look out, Haz!" He says and hurries over.
"That's terribly hot and you could burn yourself!"
He stands behind me and puts his hand on mine. And there it is again, the feeling that's makes me feel safe. I quickly pull my hand away and walk in the living room.
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It's taking all your strenght (Zarry /AU.) /English Version
FanfictionHarry Styles is faced with an emotional mess. Zayn has left the band and Harry's literally dying of longing for him. You can expect: melancholy, euphoria, romance, sex, pain, misunderstandings, affairs, love triangle. In this story there are actual...
