A Life Away From You // Zarry

The True Love

Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me, I just play with them.

"And I was wondering if you'd like to go to the ball with me?" the boy looked at the mirror for the tenth time, he snorted again, it couldn't be so hard to ask someone to go to the ball, he was a shy and serious guy, he didn't like to talk in public too much because he hated to look ridiculous but it was time to change if he was rejected he could lift the head and ask someone else or take one of his sisters, even tho that would be pathetic.

He gave in and got out of the bathroom, he took his backpack, put his jacket on, and left his bedroom.

When got in the kitchen, his mother was already expecting him with breakfast, he greeted his dad and stirred Saffa's hair, she shrieked and slapped him making him stick out his tongue.

"Kids" Trishia scolded

"Zayn started mama!"

"Liar, I just made you an affection"

"Alright, don't start fighting" Trishia scolded again.

He finished breakfast, kissed his mum and sister's head, and gave a squeeze on his Baba's shoulder as a farewell. He was nervous cause today was the day he'd ask Harry to go to the ball, he was hoping not to make it ridiculous even tho that's not his biggest preoccupation, if Harry said no it would hurt so much. He liked Harry since he was 12 years old, they were together in kindergarten, school, high school, and now prep school and he never dared to talk to him as more than classmates, well he was always surrounded by friends.
He remembered that when he started to like him, he used to obligate his mum to buy bread every day just to see him in the bakery where he worked, his mum would never understand why Zayn used to buy so much bread and never get fat, she didn't know that he used to give the bread to the homeless to buy more the next day.

When he realized, he was already at one block from school, he heard the bell and ran to the door, once inside he headed to his classroom and seated next to his friend Tom, he greeted him with a nod and both started to hear the teacher.

At lunchtime he sighted Harry at the bleachers on the LaCrosse field, he took a big breath and looked at Tom for support.

"Good luck mate"

"Thanks, I guess"

It was now or never, the ball was in a week but he knew that Harry didn't have a date yet, he investigated before, so now he headed to the bleachers. When Harry saw him his smile got big and the dimples in his cheeks got visible.

"Hi Harry" he was grateful that his voice didn't sound shaky.

"Hello Zayn"

"Ahmm, can we talk privately?

"Sure, I'll be right back guys" he got up and followed Zayn until they were away from Harry's friends.

"So? What do you wanna talk to me?" asked Harry curiously.

"Ahmm, well, I was wondering" his hands started to sweat and he stired his hair nervously "If you... well, If you don't have anyone else..." he looked at Harry who was giving him a dubious look, so he took the little courage he had and stared at him.