《Perspective [Zarry]》040
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Zack was easily accepted into the group, and by Friday that same week Zayn, Harry, and Niall acted like they'd known Zack forever.
Leeroy often felt the need to stop by, drooling over Zack for a bit, then finding his way back to the auditorium.
But today he just wouldn't leave.
"Are you interested in acting?" He asked, gazing at him.
"Not really." Zack said, obviously bothered by him.
"Well, you should stop by the auditorium some time anyway." Leeroy said in a flirtatious way.
"Why?" Zack asked, giving him a stare.
"I could give you a tour." Leeroy smiled.
"Nah." Zack said, biting into his apple.
"Well if you ever change your mind." Leeroy said, getting up and leaving slowly.
"Probably won't." Zack said quietly, making Zayn chuckle.
"He'll eventually leave you alone. He left Zayn alone." Harry said.
"Not really." Zayn said, making Niall chuckle.
"What do you mean?" Harry frowned.
"Well, he's just a flirty person. You know? He still acts like he did when he first met me." Zayn said.
"Hm." Harry hummed, appearing to be in thought.
"I can't imagine dating him. He'd talk your ears off on the first date." Zack muttered.
"True." Niall said quietly.
"Hey, I was invited to Liam's party this weekend. I'm guessing it wouldn't be a smart move to go?" Zack asked.
"No." Niall, Zayn, and Harry responded simultaneously.
Zack seemed disappointed.
"You should come with Niall and I to the art store." Zayn suggested.
"We're going on Saturday."
"Oh, really? Cool, I'd love to go." Zack smiled.
"Art store?" Harry echoed.
"Yeah, hope you don't mind if I spend a few hours of the weekend not at your place. My mom gave me some money for new supplies." Zayn explained.
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"I kind of mind but I'll get over it." Harry smiled.
"I'll see you Saturday night." Zayn reminded him.
"You should come with us on Saturday. These two are the art lovers, I'm just the driver. I could use someone to talk to." Niall said to Harry.
"Okay. How about we make a whole day of it?" Harry smiled.
"We can go to lunch after shopping. On me." Harry said.
"I'm down." Niall grinned.
"Yeah that sounds cool." Zack nodded.
"You can show me how you...art and whatnot." Harry smiled at his boyfriend.
Zayn chuckled at him. "Sure, I'll do that."
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"You're like a kid in a candy store." Harry smiled at how lively Zayn was acting once they got to the store.
"Oh this is your first time seeing art store Zayn, isn't it?" Niall smiled.
"This kind of is my candy store, okay?" Zayn chuckled before he went back to looking around.
"Is there anything specific you're looking for?" Zack asked.
"No, that's the fun part." Zayn smiled.
"I agree." Zack smiled back at him.
"I saw a poster in the store window saying they have new brush pens in. Let's go look at them."
"Okay." Zayn said, following Zack.
"What's a brush pen?" Harry frowned at Niall.
"Basically a fancy marker." Niall said, folding his arms and walking after them.
"Ooh look, cold pressed watercolor paper." Zayn gasped when they finished looking at yet another item with six names Harry didn't understand.
"Nice." Zack said, gazing at the book of paper.
"I don't get it. Why is it so expensive?" Harry frowned.
"Quality." Zack answered.
"Plus the name." Zayn pointed out.
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"I could use a new sketchbook." He added quietly, putting the watercolor paper back.
"Maybe a mixed media one?" Zack suggested, he and Zayn standing together looking over the sketchbooks now.
"Okay now what does that mean?" Harry chuckled.
"No, no. Those have like three sheets of thick paper then it's over." Zayn complained, not hearing Harry.
"I've never heard it described better." Zack laughed, looking at him.
Zayn chuckled some, flipping through another sketchbook.
"What does mixed media mean?" Harry repeated a little louder.
"Means you can use like, pencil, markers, oil pastel, and stuff like that all on the same paper." Zayn said quietly, reading something on the cover of the sketchbook.
"Feel the paper in this one." Zack said, handing him a different one.
"Shit, that's nice." Zayn said, frowning a little.
"Yeah I always get this kind." Zack smiled.
"Where has this been my whole life?" Zayn asked, looking at him.
"They're not with the rest of the sketchbooks, they're over here under the acrylics." Zack said, nodding for Zayn to follow him.
"What are acrylics?" Harry asked, taking a few steps after them but stopping when he realized neither of them were listening.
Of course, he didn't care if Zack was listening.
Harry unconsciously folded his arms, staring at them both where they stood at the end of the isle.
"If looks could kill." Niall chuckled as he walked up and saw Harry.
"Where were you?" Harry frowned at him.
"They have books here with naked guys in them. That's where I was." Niall smiled.
"Charming." Harry muttered.
"Just give them a while. Zayn will come back to reality in a little bit." Niall shrugged.
Harry sighed heavily. "Well what am I supposed to do until then?"
"Dunno. Hey, what were you thinking for lunch?" Niall asked.
"Whatever everyone else wants. I've lost my appetite." Harry said before he walked off.
"Where are you going?" Niall chuckled, finding his jealousy amusing.
"Outside." Harry answered, not looking back.
He went out in front of the store, sitting on the curb and taking his phone out.
Harry played a few dumb games, added a bunch on Snapchat, and posted one seductive selfie on Instagram.
He watched the likes start rolling in, smirking at the comments.
Harry would never ever flirt back because he was with Zayn.
Zayn was all he wanted and more, but right now Zayn was making him angry.
These comments and attention made him feel better.
Of course, they usually did no matter what, even the somewhat derogatory ones.
Harry knew he needed to stop, and shouldn't feel this way about things like that, but he just couldn't help it.
It wasn't like he could just stop posting selfies.
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A/N: I noticed some looking forward to Harry being jealous, which made me realize I wanted that too. So there will be more :) Thoughts on Harry's internet attention addiction? Should Zayn know? Should he stop? Thoughts about Zack?
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