photo booth ➳ zarry

twenty

"ah la paris." harry smiled as we stepped off of our plane.

"it wasn't that bad, was it?" i wrapped my arm around harry's shoulders.

"nope. not at all. i'm starting to enjoy this. c'est belle oui?" harry continued speaking french, and though I didn't understand everything he said, i thought it was utterly hot.

"oui?" i questioned, laughing. i knew some of the small french words, but nothing major.

"oui!! zayn, tu peut parler en français maintenant!" harry giggled, knowing it was bothering me.

"okay stop. here, the friend gave me the address so all we need to do is i guess call a french cab?" i chuckled.

-apartment

"oh wow zayn! it's beautiful!" harry sighed, dropping his bags on the apartment floor.

"and it's all ours." i smiled, bringing our bags to the already furnished bedroom.

"there are 2 bedrooms, so i don't know if you want to-" harry cut me off.

"i want to be with you." he said with a huge smile on his face.

i knew exactly what he meant.

"okay harry." i smiled back at him, almost smirking.

"zayn! look at that view!!" harry pointed towards our little balcony, and opened the doors, stepping onto it.

"it's.. wow.." i was shocked.

"it's beautiful." harry sighed.

it was the view of what it felt like, all of paris, only because the biggest, most amazing part of the view was the eiffel tower.

"the city of love." i mumbled.

harry turned around. "just seeing the eiffel tower makes me want to make out with you." harry giggled.

"go right ahead." i smiled.

so harry kissed me.

and it felt like more than what we ever had.

this was the city of love.

"ugh zayn wow." harry mumbled, standing next to me, and nuzzling his head onto my shoulder.

"see it all worked out." i kissed harry's head.

"i think it'll work out forever." harry sighed.

"let's cuddle. it's getting dark anyway, and i'm tired." i grabbed a hold of harry's hand and we closed the balcony door.

i hopped onto the couch, gathering harry in my arms.

"just fall asleep harry.." i mumbled. "your in my arms. nothing can happen now." i whispered.

harry smiled. "i love when you hold me."

"i love to hold you." i sighed. "right now, there's really no place i'd rather be." I kissed his head again.

"i'm so happy we did this zayn." harry said, lying down in front of me, and i spooned him closer.

"i'm just happy that i did it with you." i spoke.

"zayn stop it." harry giggled.

"i love you."

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