Chapter 6

                                    

                                              
Harry's POV
                          
I've never been so close to a girl or a person since Emma.Shit.I have to stop doing this.Whenever I'm with her,Emma sneaks in my mind.I don't understand,they don't even have any similarities,they're completely the opposite.
                          
I lay on the bed in my room just staring at the ceiling until i hear someone unlocking the door.The thought of seeing the face I was expecting makes my day.
                          
"Sup Harold?" I hear his familiar voice and get up to see Zayn getting in the room.
                          
Finally!
                          
"Hey asshole". I approach him grinning.We share a manly hug and he drops his bag on the floor as I go back in my bed.
                          
"Hm so you missed me..." Zayn says with a smirk as he sits on the bed across mine.
                          
I just give him my emotionless glare and he winks.
                          
"Yeah okay." I codly reply and lay on my bed.
                          
He keeps looking me with this stupid smirk of his and I know that he's not gonna stop.
                          
"Yes Zayn I missed you blah blah blah" I say annoyed hoping he'd stop acting like a girl.
                          
"I know you did." he chuckles.
                          
Like we don't have enough cockiness in this room provided by me 
                          
"Why it took you so long? I was getting bored." i ask trying not to sound needy.He was supposed to be here yesterday.
                          
"I kinda missed my flight." he smiles to himself.
                          
Classy Zayn always late.
                          
"And you know my dad,he got mad and gave me the lecture.Anyway i'm here now...you can stop worrying babe." he jokes and winks at the end but i'm not in a mood,so i stay quiet.
                          
"What's going on?" he asks and I've no idea what he's referring to.Seriously so many things are going on.
                          
Zayn is my buddy.Our dads are friends so we kinda grew up together.He knows everything about me and I know everything about him.When I left the school in order to avoid Liam and Emma with the excuse of working at the law firm next to my dad Zayn let down school too and went back to England.He got kicked out of his last school and his dad send him back here to finish just like mine.The thing is Zayn is way too much spoiled and the definition of a player.
                          
"Nothing's going on." I simply reply and turn my attention to my phone.
                          
"Really Harry?" he sighs."Anyway don't worry I know everything." he says as he starts shoving his clothes in the wardrobe.
                          
Everything? As everything everything? As everything about Ed?
                          
"Define 'everything'." I keep playing ignorant.I don't need Zayn's lecture right now.
                          
I'm sure our dads informed him pretty well about the accident,Ed's condition and my condition.
                          
"It's okay Harry,you can talk to me whenever you feel like it." he smiles.This is the first time after a really long period that I don't feel pressured to explain myself.
                          
That's what I love about him.He never pushes things he just knows when to let go.
                          
"I know you missed me too." I smirk with my attention still on my phone.
                          
"Well it's not like I was screaming your name in my sleep." he jokes rolling his eyes dramatically.
                          
"Hm I'll pretend I believed that." 
                          
He laughs as I'm watching him making his way in the bathroom.
                          
"So did you meet any hot chick?" I hear him shout from the bathroom but I hesitate to answer.I'm glad he can't see my face.