Sweet tea in the summer

Cross your heart, won't tell no other

And though I can't recall your face

I still got love for you

Your braids like a pattern

Love you to the moon and to Saturn

Passed down like folk songs

The love lasts so long

-Seven

When Zayn and Harry were satisfied with their lunch and chocolate,Zayn placed Harry down on the Armchair and pushed the trolley out of the room. He typed a quick text to Louis, asking him to take the trolley away. He came back to the room to see Harry looking around with curiosity. He sat on the table in front of the big armchair and Harry immediately looked up at him,his eyes going wide effortlessly. His shoulder tense as he curled a little into himself. Even just a few moments away from Zayn reduced the effect and glossiness in Harry's eyes.

Zayn knew this was coming . Sooner or later , Harry would get his lucidity back. But he would try to move it as much back as he can.

"Are you feeling good ,now ?" Zayn asked ,involuntarily rubbing his chest a little . He didn't like the distance between them.

Harry nodded his head a little. Zayn didn't say anything as Harry went back to watching the fireplace. Trying to avoid any more eye contact. He wanted to get back to his work ,but Harry wouldn't sleep now and he had to find something to entertain him. Zayn went to stand up but Harry whined immediately, a shrill sound that startled both of them , his eyes filled with tears once he realised what he had done. It was as if he was about to have a full blown out breakdown at any moment. Zayn immediately lifted him up , setting him on his lap. Maybe too quickly. Maybe more for himself than for Harry.

"Hey , it's alright. " Zayn awkwardly rubbed Harry's back trying to calm him down, Harry immediately shoved , yes like slammed his whole face in Zayn's neck Immediately. Inhaling deep and filling his lungs with Zayn's scent. "Harry " Zayn warned, trying to pull Harry's face away but even his words didn't work this time.

Harry stubbornly clung on to his neck, not letting go , his fist too tight around Zayn's shirt. Getting scent drunk as time passed by. Liam had warned him about it. Not to let Harry get addicted and drunk on his scent as he would be too sensitive and fragile for a few days. It was one of the effects of the bond that joined them But Zayn didn't pull him back again. Cause even if he never admits it , he would always prefer a scent drunk Harry than Afraid one.

After 2 minutes , Harry was completely limp in Zayn's arm. He slowly moved Harry's face away from his neck. Harry's eyes were almost close, but as soon as he looked at Zayn . He giggled.

A cute little sound that left those cute little lips. And smiled wide. His bunny teeth on display.The smile ,sent a blow of wind on Zayn's heart,making it Shiver a little at the coldness,definitely coldness not the cuteness. Zayn carefully placed Harry bck on the armchair and moved away, before he could do something unthinkable like shoving his face in Harry's nec-

No.

At least Harry was too loose limbed to put up a fight this time. He blinked slowly as he smiled at Zayn non-stop.

Zayn would never understand their bond. How someone like him can give happiness to this tiny mortal just by his presence is beyond him. Zayn swiftly walked towards the bookshelf. He remembers a story book ,lying around somewhere. Maybe he can give it to Harry .

As Zayn searched for the book ,he noticed that Harry was looking at him. His body resting on the arm of the chair. Zayn took out a big book and opened it slowly ,pretending to read as his eyeballs moved to the corner to see what Harry would do now.Harry was looking at Zayn with his big eyes ,filled with curiosity . He then slowly tried to get down from the Armchair. Zayn watched when he first tried to reach his feet down ,but his legs didn't reach the floor,not even close enough. Zayn watched with curiosity,as Harry huffed and looked back at Zayn.Zayn immediately looked down at his book. Harry stared at Zayn for some time before he turned around a little and slowly slid down the armchair ,like a kid. Once he was on his feet ,he giggled . Happy at his accomplishment.

He started walking towards Zayn ,but his steps were shaky . Zayn didn't know if it was due to lack of walking or Harry was literally shaking. It may be a side effect of scent drunk-ness.Harry reached halfway through the bookshelf and then suddenly slipped ,landing on his cute little bum.

Zayn had this urge to run back and pick him up ,but he controlled himself.

It took Harry a few seconds to realise that he had fallen down,he was sitting on the carpet with a pout on his face.Both his hands rested on the ground before him palms down. His legs resting on the side. His curls were almost covering his face ,they bounced on his face when he fell down. Harry again looked at Zayn, before looking at the carpet. Zayn couldn't see much of Harry's face due to his curls framing it but he could see the pink lips formed in a pout.

He should brush Harry's hair or maybe cut them off.

Harry looked at the maroon carpet and then at the beautiful Roses of blue and black color embroidered on it. He traced his small finger on the big roses , and giggled. His drunk vision showed him everything brighter than it was. He looked up at Zayn before again looking at the Rose ,patting it with his small hands.

"Nice and pretty." Harry mumbled with a giggle . Patting the rose. As if it was living.

Zayn's lips curled up in a smile ,what was going inside that pretty little mind ? He would like to know. He would soon know. Every thought, every idea. Soon. Zayn then cleared his throat,gaining Attention of Harry.Harry looked at Zayn and then again at the rose. He patted and mumbled something before standing up again. He shook his head like a wet dog , trying to shake off the curls. But they landed right back where they were. Spread around like a bloomed rose .Harry slowly moved towards Zayn again. This time he reached there safely. Zayn still kept his eyes on the book in his hands.

Harry looked at the bookshelf filled with books in front of him , before he again looked at Zayn curiously. His master was so so pretty too. He should give him a pat too. Harry giggled at the thought. But he wanted to at least do it once. He reached Zayn's waist , he tried to stand on his tiptoes to look at What Zayn was reading but he still wasn't tall enough. Harry huffed, pouting again as he pushed the stubborn curls that kept on covering his face.

"Master ." Harry softly said,looking at Zayn hopefully.

Zayn wanted to look down but he didn't. His mind was telling him to do something that he hasn't done in years.

Mischief.

He wanted to play with Harry. Harry looked at Zayn for sometime ,his pout becoming wider.

"Master !" Harry tried again a little louder,huffing and literally throwing the curl that was hanging between his eyes. It should go back. Why wasn't it going back? His poor luck though,or maybe it was the stubbornness of the curl that slipped back on Harry's forehead. While Harry was busy with his curl,Zayn found the story book he was searching for. He dropped the blue coloured book next to Harry,being careful that it didn't fall on Harry .Harry gasped at the sudden sound of the book falling. His fist clenching Zayn's shirt in fear. But then he slowly looked at the book,his eyes sparkling at the big ridiculous rabbit that was popping out of the book cover.

Harry looked at Zayn and then slowly let go on his shirt. He crouched down on his knees and hesitantly pushed the rabbit a little,giggling loudly when it popped back up. And Zayn couldn't help the smile that graced his face. Harry's giggle was like the sound of a river that flows towards its end and the beginning;the sea.

Peaceful and fluttery.

Harry's face was again covered with his curls,but Zayn could hear his giggles as he pushed the rabbit in and watched it pop back out.

Should he cut Harry's curls ?

Zayn knelt beside Harry ,and pushed his curls back softly. Earning Harry's attention. Harry giggled again,his eyes twinkling

"Master see!" Harry exclaimed as he giggled and pushed the rabbit again. His curls again bounced back on his face.

Nope. The curls are staying.

Harry was still fascinated by the Rabbit on the cover. As he touched it with his little finger.Zayn internally sighed as he wanted to coo. He wanted to squish Harry's cheeks and smother his face with kisses.

And the deal here is ,Zayn Can't do that. He can kill people. He can torture them. He can suck them dry and enjoy their screams but no,he can't smother someone's face with kisses. It's not what he is supposed to do. But in the past 24 hours he has already broken the record of doing the forbidden things.

"Harreh,I'm going to do my work now. You can read this book and sit quietly ,okay ?" Zayn said. His hand ,untangling Harry's curls. Harry immediately nodded his head , his beautiful smile plastered on his face but then it slowly turned into a thinking face. Harry's small button nose scrunched into an adorable manner and he shook his head with a sad look on his face.

"Master,I don't know how to read." Harry whispered. His sad eyes going back to the book .

"It's okay. It's kind of a picture book anyway. You will understand the story by looking at the pictures." Zayn explained and Harry smiled wide,nodding his head. This action causes the curls to frame his face again.

Harry huffed ,blowing air out of his mouth;which made the piece of curl float in air for a second before landing back on his face. Harry smiled. He started blowing air out of his mouth,giggling at the way the curls would move away from his face and come back. Zayn smiled,amused at the little mortal's actions. Humans are so silly. And yet so adorable. Or Maybe it was just Harry. Harry giggled again, his eyes twinkling.

Yes. It was just Harry

"That's enough . "Zayn said ,holding Harry's small head with both the hands. He delicately pushed all the curls out of Harry's face and scratched Harry's scalp a little," Let's sort this jungle out ,yeah? Wait here. I'll be back." And with saying that ,Zayn zoomed out of the Library in seconds. He came back 6 seconds later with a comb and hair tie. He used to have Long hair earlier so he had a few of the stray hair ties laying around.But Zayn stopped at the doorstep when he heard Harry's giggles.

"Master is so silly !" Harry softly whispered as he giggled,talking with the Rabbit in the book ;Zayn assumed as Harry was looking at him. "It's my hair ,not jungle !" Harry covered his mouth with his small hands to muffle the sound of his giggles before he pulled the book up and whispered in the rabbit's ear ," But he is smart and pretty ,why doesn't he know that? "

Harry stopped giggling and pouted ,"Should I tell him ?" He asked the Rabbit ,poking it with his finger as if it would give Harry an answer.Zayn cleared his throat a little ,and Harry immediately looked up like a baby dear caught in headlight. His eyes are wide and mouth open.

"Let's take care of your Hair,Harreh." Zayn said,emphasizing the word 'hair' ,so that Harry wouldn't worry his pretty little mind about finding a reason to teach Zayn that it's hair and not a jungle.

Zayn sat in Indian Style behind Harry. Pulling Harry a little closer ,"I'm going to do the work,you can see the pictures in the book ,yeah?" Zayn said as he slowly started to first untangle Harry's curls with his fingers.

Harry nodded his head while mumbling an "okay,master." As he opened the book slowly,Gasping immediately at the big colorful picture of the rabbit on the first 2 pages.

Zayn went back to sorting Harry's curls as he watched Harry's little fingers tracing the smooth paper of the book. By the time ,Zayn was done putting Harry's front hair in a small ponytail . Harry was already half way through the book.

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Hope you enjoyed the chapter.