"Here!" Harry looked at a goldfish that Zayn put into a plastic full of water in front of him. Harry didn't say anything instead just looking at the goldfish dumbfounded.

How could Zayn know anything that I want? Japan festival, goldfish? But--

"This is for you curly, don't lose it."

Harry woke up from his daydream then took the goldfish from Zayn, "thank you Z."

"Welcome! Don't forget to name him, kay?" Zayn winked at Harry. "Him? How do you know it was a he?"

"I don't know I was just guessing?" Harry smiled at him, making Zayn laughed a little. "Well, I think I would name him.... Zarry."

Zayn's eyes widen, "Zarry? As in Zayn and Harry?" Harry nodded then smiling wide at a person in front of him. "Why?"

"Because you're the one who gave me this."

*

"Oh God, that bell looks beautiful!" Harry screamed in front of a shop who selling some decorating bells. He pointed at a bell with a rainbow butterfly and flowers on it.

"Well yeah it's beautiful. Want one?" Zayn smiled at Harry's act.

Harry looked down at his shoes, blushing when he knew that Zayn's face was only few inches from him.

"But..."

"But what?"

"Don't you realize? Everything that you did to me, starting from that bucket of red roses and then this goldfish and then you took me on a date instead of having a summer party with our friends, those were...." Harry stopped rambling, he was thinking whether he should saying all those things that he kept on his mind to Zayn or not.

"Those were what, Harry?"

"Those were... Those were.... Um.."

"What Harry??" Zayn was getting impatient with Harry slow talk. He wanted to know what this boy wanted to say earlier.

"Those were...meant everything to me. If you didn't give me that bucket of roses and asked me to go to the party with you, I would be stuck in my own home, watching some stupid tv shows while munching popcorn alone. It was all because of you.."

Harry smiled at his own words, "and then you brought me to this beautiful place that I've been wanted to go since forever and then this goldfish. Thankyou so much, Zayn."

Zayn blushed at Harry's words. "I..." Harry was now waiting for Zayn's response but it took long enough for Zayn to do it. "I...."

"I... Um.. Excuse me Sir, please give me all of these bells that you sell!" Zayn said once he saw the owner of the bell shop came out. Harry mouth hanging wide, didn't realize that Zayn said that. He then smacked Zayn playfully on his shoulder. "I can't believe you Zayn, you prick." Zayn laughed at Harry's reaction.

"Haha, now come on. Let's get out of here."

*

"God, where are you Zayn?" Harry mumbled to himself. He lost Zayn in the middle of the crowd. "It was all my fault. I didn't pay attention to Zayn. Stupid me." Harry walking passed the crowd and still looking for Zayn. "A boy with a leather jacket.. A boy with a leather jacket.." He mumbled to himself once again.

"Oh God, Zarry. I should've hold Zayn's hand before.." He smiled at his own thought while looking at his new goldfish. "If I were Zayn's boyfriend, do you think he will hold my hand?" Harry talked to Zarry like the fish would answer him.

"Hey, Malik!"

Malik?

Harry heard a not so familiar voice, calling Zayn's last name. Harry looked around, still trying to find Zayn.

"Ahh! There is he!" Harry pushed the crowd once again, trying to reach Zayn but he stopped on his track once he saw who was the person who called Zayn.

"So, Malik, you came to this festival too?" That person put his hand into the pocket of his jeans.

Louis William Tomlinson.