《Perspective [Zarry]》042
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"Thoughts?" Harry smiled, coming out of the changing room to model for his boyfriend.
Zayn stared at him.
It looks just like the last fifty shirts you tried on he thought.
"Looks great."
"Better than the others?" Harry asked.
"Not really. They all have a similar look to them." Zayn said.
"Really? Like in a bad way?" Harry frowned with concern.
"No, no I just...buy them all, you look perfect in whatever you pick out. Honestly." Zayn said.
"Thank you." Harry smiled.
"I haven't been shopping in forever." He said, going back into the changing room.
"Why not?" Zayn asked, taking his phone out again.
"I usually order my stuff online. Louis loved shopping but not as much as I did so we didn't go much." He said.
"Oh." Zayn said, opening his messages.
I did a thing
Zayn frowned.
what thing?
art thing
Zack sent an image.
Zayn opened it, smiling some as he zoomed in to look over his painting.
It was a skeleton wearing a sombrero, sitting under a dead palm tree and playing a ukulele.
I love it
really? You don't think it's stupid or anything??
not at all, it's really cool. It'd be a sick tattoo
thanks :) you want it?
the painting?
"Zayn." Harry said, catching Zayn's attention.
Zayn looked up, seeing Harry standing there in flashy gold pants with little roses on them, and a black button up shirt.
"Wow." Zayn chuckled.
"They're so comfortable." Harry smiled, feeling them.
"What exactly would you wear those for? A Broadway show?" Zayn asked.
"Or a trip to the dollar store, don't judge me." Harry chuckled.
Zayn chuckled as well, looking back at his phone as it vibrated.
sure, I feel like you like it more than me anyway
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okay, thank you
"Who's that?" Harry asked when Zayn's eyes were off of him for too long.
"Zack." Zayn answered, putting his phone away. "He was showing me a painting he did. He's letting me have it too, it's really cool." He smiled.
Harry smiled in an odd way, turning and slowly going back into the changing room.
"Zayn! Mind coming and taking these other clothes back for me?"
"If I do can we leave soon?"
"Yes." Harry chuckled.
Zayn sighed as he got up, stepping into the changing room.
Harry stood there in just those gold pants, fixing his curls with his hand.
Zayn's eyes went to the mirror Harry was facing away from, noticing how incredible his ass looked in those pants.
"Wanna see something else really cool?" Harry asked in a flirty way, giving Zayn a look.
Zayn smiled, gladly accepting Harry's kiss as he walked up and loosely wrapped his arms around his neck.
He held Harry's hips, rubbing his soft skin.
"I have to do that really cool thing. I don't want you to stop me, understand?" Harry asked when their lips finally parted.
"What?" Zayn chuckled, looking into his eyes.
"Just hush and let me make you feel good, okay? I want to do this. Especially here." Harry smirked, kissing him once more before he squatted down and unbuttoned Zayn's jeans.
Zayn blushed when he caught on, trying to take a step back but he barely moved an inch before his back hit the wall.
"Just relax, yeah?" Harry asked, looking up at him as be pulled his jeans down.
"I-I- um, Harry-"
"Relax." Harry repeated, running his tongue over his upper lip.
Zayn watched, getting even more nervous.
He drew in a sharp breath, biting his lip as Harry tugged down his boxers.
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"W-Why are you-"
"Shhh." Harry smirked up at him, taking him into his hand and pumping.
Zayn swallowed, chewing on his lip and fighting to keep still.
He managed to keep quiet up until Harry took him into his mouth.
Zayn gasped, moaning softly at the way Harry's lips and tongue felt.
It'd been a long time since he felt this, and Harry reminded him how much he missed it.
Zayn hummed, finally relaxing some and grabbing Harry's curls, guiding him.
Harry went to work, doing every little trick and teasing Zayn the best he could.
He ended up making Zayn almost tremble because it felt so good.
Zayn whined quietly, having more trouble than ever keeping quiet.
The only sounds that could be heard were Zayn's heavy uneven breathing, and the occasional sounds from Harry.
"H-Harry I'm-" Zayn tried to warn him, lifting his hand and biting it to keep back a groan.
Harry teased him some more, humming as Zayn came into his mouth.
Zayn couldn't help himself, moaning into the hand clamped over his mouth.
He tried to catch his breath as Harry finished him off, his legs feeling like jelly.
"You told me it was adequate." Harry smirked as he pulled Zayn's boxers and pants back up.
Zayn blushed, chuckling a little.
"I expected it to be a lot smaller since you only called it adequate."
"Yeah I um, I dunno." Zayn shrugged, smiling some, his cheeks a deep pink.
"Listen I usually last longer than that it's just been a long time for me and-"
Harry kissed him to shut him up. "You're perfect. Okay?"
"You too." Zayn smiled.
"So you liked it?" Harry smiled knowingly.
"Of course." Zayn chuckled.
"Good." Harry said, kissing him again.
"How about we go out to lunch?" He suggested.
"Yeah, sounds good. Are we done shopping for today?"
"I am. If there's somewhere else you wanted to go I'm fine with that." Harry said, taking the pants off.
"Yeah, I wanted to stop by Victoria's Secret and pick up some underwear." Zayn joked.
He was sick of shopping.
He cared so much about Harry, but deep down he wasn't much of a shopping fan.
"For me?" Harry asked, looking at him.
"What?"
"You wanted to stop by a pick out some underwear for me to wear for you?" Harry asked, wanting to see how Zayn reacted to the idea.
Zayn frowned. "No I was just joking. Wait, do you really wear-"
"Put these back for me, yeah? You're such a great boyfriend." Harry interrupted, dropping a pile of shirts into Zayn's arms and kissing his cheek.
Zayn frowned to himself, making his way out of the changing room.
Harry sighed, putting his original outfit back on and fixing his hair.
"Narrowly dodged that bullet, but dodged it." He muttered.
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A/N: This book got to #139 in fanfiction, which is the lowest (or highest depending on how you look at it) I've ever gotten with a book. So thank you :) In other news, I KEEP DYING IN THE SAME FUCKING SPOT IN HALO AND yeah that's annoying. Anyway, thanks for reading.
- Zaydrian
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