《Perspective [Zarry]》031
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"Do you think you could survive without your phone?" Zayn asked, he and Harry sitting in the sunroom of Harry's house on Saturday.
"Probably, why?" Harry asked, not looking up from the device.
"What are you doing?" Zayn asked, in need of attention.
It'd been almost five whole minutes.
"Sorry, I was on Instagram. I get lost there- hey, let's take a picture together!" Harry said, getting excited.
"I don't do pictures." Zayn said.
Yesterday evening Niall tried to take a picture of him but Zayn caught him, causing the two to end up in a rather heated pillow fight.
"C'mon, please? We can use Snapchat filters if you want." Harry suggested, moving closer to him.
"The lighting in here is great." Harry added quietly, going to Snapchat.
Zayn started to groan, breaking into a chuckle as Harry kissed his cheek.
"See? Look now you're a puppy." Harry said.
Zayn looked at Harry's phone, not too amused.
So of course Harry captured his expression.
"Don't post that anywhere I look like a murderer." Zayn chuckled.
"No you don't, you look adorable." Harry grinned, saving it before he went to take another.
"Can you at least smile?" He asked, looking at Zayn.
"I could but I'm not going to." Zayn said, staring at himself on Harry's screen.
"Two plus two equals four." Harry said, making Zayn start laughing.
He smiled, taking the picture before Zayn could hide his face.
"See? We have so much aesthetic." Harry said, saving it to post to Instagram.
"Whatever the hell that means." Zayn mumbled, still looking at Harry's phone.
Harry wasn't listening, editing their photo before he posted it.
"What was the caption?" Zayn asked, unable to read it before Harry put his phone down.
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Well, he thought he read it but he was going to assume he'd read it wrong.
"Hm?" Harry asked, looking at him.
"The caption. What did it say?" Zayn asked.
"Oh, nothing." Harry shrugged.
"Harry, I saw you type something." Zayn said, giving him a look.
"No you didn't. Hey, wanna make out?" Harry asked, eying Zayn's lips.
"Tell me what you put as the caption." Zayn demanded, leaning back as Harry tried to kiss him.
"Why does it matter?" Harry chuckled.
"I want to know." Zayn replied, looking into his eyes.
"Puppy love." Harry blushed.
"Pun very much intended." He added before Zayn could say anything.
"You're such a dork." Zayn said quietly, shaking his head a little and continuing to stare at him.
"I could fake a pout and flip my hair if you prefer that." Harry said, referring to his school self.
"No, I guess I'll tolerate how dorky you are." Zayn said, glancing at his lips.
"Well I hope so. I really like you." Harry said, smiling a little.
Zayn blushed, looking down at the space between them.
He didn't know what to say.
"D'you wanna go back upstairs?" Harry asked, touching Zayn's thigh.
"F-For what?" Zayn asked quickly, looking at him.
"A movie?" Harry suggested, removing his hand when he noticed how uncomfortable Zayn seemed.
"Sure, I guess." Zayn nodded.
"If you don't want to we can do whatever you want." Harry said.
Zayn looked at him, noticing the way Harry was looking at him.
His eyes large, aiming to please with a hint of desperation.
It was weird how Harry went from having so much confidence to this.
"I don't want it to be about me. What do you want to do?" Zayn asked.
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"Whatever you want to do." Harry smiled in a cute way.
"Harry." Zayn said, giving him a look.
"Tell me what you want to do. No matter what it is."
Harry hesitated.
"I want to go upstairs and I want you to kiss me. Not just on my lips. I want to feel it on my neck and my collarbone and maybe my chest. I want you to play with my hair and hold me while we watch a movie. Then tonight I want to stay up and talk until the sun comes up. I want to get to know better. I want to know everything." Harry spoke straight from his heart.
Then his anxiety pounced on him.
"But now I realize I sound like some desperate creep so maybe not." He chuckled, down looking at his knees.
"Um, I'm sorry if I ever act clingy. I try my best not to be. I know it's annoying. I have a bad habit of...letting myself get attached really easily and just letting someone else make or break me and it's never been this hard before." Harry said, unable to shut himself up.
He hated when he got like this.
"Never been this hard?" Zayn echoed.
"Yeah." Harry said shyly. "You're different. You get it and none of the others do. It's like I've found a diamond and I'm willing to do everything and anything to protect it and keep it."
Zayn smiled at him, certainly feeling overwhelmed but trying not to show it.
"Sorry." Harry blurted out next, blushing terribly.
"You don't have to apologize. I always want you to be yourself and speak your feelings around me, Harry." Zayn said.
"Okay, you know what? Me too. I want that from you too. Tell me exactly what you want to do, no matter what." Harry said.
"Well, I'd be fine with just chilling in bed and watching a movie. Honestly I'm fine with your plan." Zayn nodded.
"What about the kissing?" Harry asked.
Zayn smiled. "You really want me to kiss you, don't you?"
"Why do you think I was the one to kiss you first? You have really nice lips. I feel like I could kiss them all day." Harry admitted, staring at them.
"You too." Zayn said, staring at Harry's lips as well.
"Do it." Harry said, his heart pounding.
"Wait, um, I wanted to ask if you're still okay with taking things uh, slow." Zayn said.
"I guess? I'd like to know what that means exactly." Harry admitted.
"It means...we act like friends but you don't let anyone else kiss you." Zayn said.
"Neither do you." Harry said instantly.
"Nobody else wants to kiss me, you don't have to worry." Zayn chuckled.
Harry stared at him, deciding then that his mission was to build Zayn's confidence.
He was perfect, and he needed to know it.
"Okay. But if you don't kiss me soon I might have to consider my options." Harry teased.
Zayn kissed him firmly, making Harry melt.
"There. Happy?" Zayn smiled, leaning back just enough to look into Harry's eyes.
"Very."
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A/N: Question of the chapter that has nothing to do with the book: I'm thinking of switching to Apple, but I've been an Android person since my first phone. Please comment! I'm interested :) Also, thoughts about Zarry right now?
-Zaydrian
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