《TEMPTER [Zarry]》Chapter 4
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Need a chance just to breathe, feel alive
And when the day meets the night, show me the light
Feel the wind and the fire hold the pain deep inside
It's in my eyes
In my eyes
-Good Years
Once Zayn finished feeding Harry ,he quickly ate a toast not having much appetite but not eager to stay hungry either.Harry just sat quite ,pliant and soft. Cuddled on Zayn's side during these few minutes. The peaceful haze that was spread over his mind ,fogged any and every one of his thoughts.
Zayn pushed the trolley away and pulled Harry in his lap, he didn't even registered what he did until ,Harry was staring at him with gorgeous ,gorgeous green eyes filled with confusion, a thin layer of gloss over his eyes dimming their beauty slightly. These were the moments like these that he realised that Harry wasn't the only one affected by Last night's events. He was too.
He didn't know ,why pulled the mortal in his lap , but he did. He didn't want to admit it yet and that was alright. He wasn't running away from the truth but he was just playing Hide-n-seek. He could hide in the shadows for a little longer, he had done it all his life and he could easily do it some more. Looking at Harry made him feel things he hasn't felt in years.
He felt giddy.
He felt those little tingles and bursts of affection that he doesn't think he had in himself anymore.Harry was like this small kitten ,that he wanted to cuddle with all the time and the main thing was ;Zayn didn't like Kitten and cuddling both.
"Master." Harry's unsure whisper snapped Zayn out of his thoughts.
He looked down at Harry,his other hand immediately coming down on Harry's face to softly push the stubborn curls that covered his eyes . He should brush Harry's hair.
"Hmm." Zayn hummed in acknowledgement. Asking Harry to continue with his eyes,his fingers combing the curls away softly.
"Are you going to drink from me ?" Harry asked,his eyes filled with something that Zayn had a habit of seeing everyday ; fear. It were strong But he didn't like the fear in Harry's eyes , it made his gorgeous,gorgeous green eyes a lot less shiny even more than the hazy gloss that kept him so pliant until now
"Yes." Zayn answered, he couldn't lie now. He needed to be absolutely honest ,well as much as he could be with all the lies that were mandatory.
"Oh..." Harry trailed off , the guards had taught him that,humans didn't deserve any comfort,they were to be seated on the ground all the time . And when they were allowed on a vampire 's lap, it was just to drink their blood and that too when they were especially good. And now that Zayn confirmed his fear , he just woefully resigned himself to his fate. But surprisingly he didn't feel sadness or any fear. All he felt was this deep peace and even a little bit of happiness.
Zayn's phone vibrated on the bedside table and Zayn immediately picked it up ,his one hand around Harry's waist to keep him on his lap while the other worked on the phone. Harry curiously looked at the small gadget in Zayn's hand. He had seen it in the Guard 's hand in the training session. It always intrigued him. Zayn was typing something rapidly on it. Harry looked in awe as the words were created in nanoseconds. For him they were just appearing out of nowhere. His expressions open and raw under the influence of bond that he had yet to realise the existence of.
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Zayn noticed the look on Harry's face. He sent the message and then turned his screen off , wanting to see what Harry would do. Harry stared at the black screen ,waiting for it to light up again but it didn't He unsurely looked up at Zayn . Zayn immediately looked at the side of the room,pretending that he was thinking something. Harry looked back at the screen ,slowly raising finger. He touched the screen with his small finger ,hoping for it to light up but it didn't.
A small pout formed on his lips , he frowned. Confused why the screen didn't light up. He touched it again . This time with a little bit more force. His eyes shifted to Zayn and the screen.
Zayn was looking at the kitten , Oops,I mean Harry , playing and frowning at the phone with an amused smile on his face.He let Harry touch the screen a few more times , and then decided that he would like to see the small dimples more. So the next time Zayn brought his finger on the phone ,Zayn immediately turned it on.
And Harry's expression was worth it .
His face lit up like a Christmas tree. Such a small thing gave the small mortal so much happiness that Zayn was in awe. Harry smiled wide as he again just stared at the plain black wallpaper with the date and day on it
with curiosity.
"Do you know what it is ?" Zayn asked,Harry jumped a little and then Looked up at Zayn with wide eyes like a deer caught in headlights. Immediately shaking his head and pulling his hands back to his chest.
Zayn softly took a hold on Harry's hands , placing the phone on them. The phone was bigger than both Harry's hands combined. But the small mortal held it tight with both the hands. Looking at him gorgeous,gorgeous green eyes.
"It is a smartphone. It's an electronic gadget. I'll teach you how to use it ,if you want. But Right now we have to go to the library. I have some work to do and you can take a rest ." Zayn explained and Harry happily nodded his head. Even though he didn't understand the words like 'Electronic ' ,'gadget ' and 'Library. '
The thing is , Harry was taught just a few things. His vocabulary was limited to a few words and lots of insults and slurs. He could speak the small things that he learned from other humans around him and the other guard in the mansion. The slaves were never taught much and they were just given limited information.
Zayn took his phone back from Harry. And stood up with Harry still in his arms. Harry climbed onto Zayn like a Koala . He rested his head on Zayn's shoulder,and snaked his legs around Zayn's waist unconsciously inhaling Zayn's scent from his neck feeling his body going more plaint as he the haze covered his mind again.
Zayn walked out of the room , realising Harry's limp form and immediately Pulling Harry a little away from his neck ,resting his face on his shoulder instead. Harry whined , realising that couldn't smell the petrichor scent any more. He has to be extremely careful. Harry was already so much affected by his presence, his scent would just lead to drunken haze and he was not ready to deal with it yet.
The Library was on the same floor as his apartment. It wasn't a Library per se, it was just another apartment that was filled with just books. It was his space to work cause there was never a time when he didn't have at least 50 matters to handle. And even though he pulled the stunt last night ,he would have to answer his father soon.
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It was better if he finished all the possibilities of getting scolded by finishing his work.
Harry tried to push his face back into Zayn's neck ,where the smell was the strongest. But Zayn immediately kept a firm hand on his forehead, keeping it still on his shoulder. Harry whined louder, his hands fisting Zayn's shirt tighter as tears filled his eyes.
"Hey , calm down. I am here. " It was more like hushed whisper than anything but it's effect was instant. Harry stopped trying to get closer instead just blinked at Zayn with his Gorgeous gorgeous green eyes filled with tears.
Zayn cursed internally as his heart did a back flip in his chest. He has to stay strong. Yes. He can't be moved with just this. He has killed hundreds. He is power-
"Please,master. " Harry whispered his lower lip trembling a little as if he was about to start sobbing any second and just like that ,Zayn lossened his grip .
And no , he can't stop himself from doing what Harry wants.Once Harry was Happy with inhaling Zayn's scent for around 1 minute , Zayn pulled himself together. Turning Harry's almost limp head towards the front instead of his neck.
Harry looked around the library before his eyes returned back to Zayn. Zayn stared at the tired green eyes . Bringing his other hand to wipe Harry's tears from his soft cheeks.
"
You are safe. Until I'm with you no one will ever hurt you."Zayn whispered as he moved closer to the fireplace. He did not know why he said that. But it felt right.
He tried to place Harry down on one of the big armchairs there , but Harry again took a hold on Zayn's shirt. Shaking his head. His curls doing the hula dance on his head. His movements were slow and sluggish and eyes hooded. He wouldn't be able to stay awake any longer.
"You have to rest. The fire will keep you warm . "Zayn tried to open Harry's small fist which was clutching on to his shirt but Harry immediately tightened his hold ."You are warm." Harry whispered as he looked at Zayn with big pout and ever bigger puppy dog eyes.Zayn sighed. He can do this. He is soon to be vampire king. He has killed hundreds. He is power-
He can't.
He can't deny this small mortal. So Zayn walked towards his table and Chair. He sat on the chair and adjusted Harry on his lap ; carefully. Harry's head was still on his shoulder as he started working. Within few minutes ,Zayn heard Harry's breathing and Heartbeat even out,indicating he was asleep. Few moments later soft snores filled the silence around them.He looked at the sweet creature ,resting on his shoulder. Harry's one hand was still fisting Zayn's shirt tightly.
Harry looked peaceful.
Being vampire wasn't easy,sure it had benefits but every coin has the other side. And being a Vampire meant his brain would just have these million thoughts every second. Zayn was always restless , and it furstrated him sometimes. But now ,just by looking at the small kitten in his arms ,calmed him down. It gave him peace . He was happy that Harry could rest warmly , that Harry wasn't hurt anymore. He softly kissed Harry's forehead before he got back to work. He made sure that Harry wasn't too close to his neck.
He could easily place Harry on the couch now. But he came up with the excuse of being Lazy even when he knew it was just a facade to keep the mortal close.After few hours of working ,Zayn realized it was time for lunch . He immediately asked Louis to take the empty trolley of food from outside his room and deliver a new trolley outside the Library .After doing that ,Zayn looked back at Harry. Softly rubbing his hand on Harry's small arm.
"Harreh ? Wake up." Zayn softly said. But instead of waking up ,Harry nuzzled his face on Zayn's shoulder rubbing his cheek on Zayn's shoulder like a kitten. Trying to find that peaceful scent again.He then yawned like a kitten ,stretching himself a little before bringing his small fist on his eyes to rub the sleep away with a small pout.Zayn watched it all intently with an amused expression, feeling proud for choosing the word kitten for this small boy. Once Harry finally opened his eyes , Zayn asked him ,
"Are you hungry ?"
Harry took a second to understand Zayn, his mind still full of sleep. But when he did ,he shook his head ; confused why he would eat again?
Zayn saw the small frown on Harry's face and softly rubbed his thumb on Harry's forehead. Pushing his curls and wrinkles away.
"Don't you want to eat lunch ? It's been a few hours since you ate breakfast ,which wasn't that much anyway." Zayn said .
"Will I get the food again today ?" Harry asked ,tilting his head a little. The small soul was really confused.
"Of course. You will get to eat three times a day. So do you want to eat ?" Zayn asked,but didn't wait for Harry's answer and stood up from the chair , holding Harry by his waist .He walked towards the door and opened it pulling the new trolley in and closing the door again. Harry looked at all the delicious food on the trolley and slowly nodded his head.Zayn settled himself on one of the armchairs in front of fireplace. Harry again on his lap.
He fed Harry first . And then ate himself. Making a mental note to ask for light weighting spoons. The spoons they regularly used were heavy and made of silver. Harry wasn't able to lift them properly even with his whole fist.Once they both finished their lunch. Zayn turned towards Harry who was happily eating chocolate on his lap.As soon as Harry noticed that Zayn had stopped eating and was looking at him , he extended his hand towards Zayn's mouth offering the chocolate to him.
Zayn looked at the sugary treat with a raised eyebrow,he doesn't like chocolates. But then he looked back at Harry's small face which was looking at him with a wide smile and he immediately bent forward a little. Eating a small piece of chocolate. Harry's smile widened more .
"Thank you for the food ,master. They only gave us food once in 2 days ,if we were good ." Harry said with a wide smile ,nibbling on his chocolate.
Zayn's jaw tightened and fist clenched. But he gave Harry a small nod. Asking himself why he felt so angry for this little mortal that he met,just yesterday. He knew that . He knew how the slaves were treated . He had witnessed it with his own eyes. He was the one who used to train them years ago when he was younger even though he never wanted to.
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Okay, I am not giving excuses but I had exams and Damn. They were hard. But it's festive season and I am free now . So Maybe I'll publish a few chapters in upcoming weeks.
Feel free to drop suggestions regarding what you want to read next. I think we all need a few chapters of fluff before the bad part.
All the love,H.
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