When a contract that was signed 4 years ago comes back to haunt Zayn, he can't help but run away to escape from the madness. On his brief adventure, he collides with a refugee named Valentina who is trying to escape from her captors.
Zayn decides to...
'You'd make a pretty good secret keeper', he mused and I shook my head at him.
We finally reached some small neighborhood and he pulled his car into a driveway which belonged to a cozy home. It looked nothing like his mansion in London, this actually looked warm and welcoming.
'I am guessing we're early', said Harry as he killed the engine and I looked at him confused.
'There are no cars in the driveway, meaning neither Mum or Robin or Gemma are at home', he sighed and opened the dash to grab a pair of keys.
Oh.
'I guess we're alone again', he said with a smirk and I quickly felt the heat rise to my cheeks which I could see only amused him more.
I quickly grabbed my travel bag from the back as well as Harry's so he could leave me alone and open the door instead.
I watched as he swiftly opened the door and waved his hand to invite me in.
I dumped the bags at the threshold and took a moment to take in the new surroundings.
'It's home', he said with a smile in his voice and I smiled as I realized how much he missed this place.
'Sometimes I'm grateful that they didn't want to move to London, otherwise, I'd never be able to enjoy this', he said.
I walked around the living room and smiled as I observed the photographs of Harry and his family. He looked so normal in these, not like the pop star I was used to seeing.
'Do me a favor and ignore those. My Mum tends to frame only the ones where I look like a troll', he said with a frown and I giggled.
I picked up a frame that portrayed a wedding scene.
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It seemed to be from his Mum's wedding but this one was different from the one he showed me before. In this, he stood alongside his Mum and there was a girl too which I assumed to be his sister.
This Harry looked younger and more boyish with his hair all styled up and his face held a mischievous expression which made me smile. I pointed at the frame and gave a thumbs up to which he laughed again.
'Well maybe that one's an exception', he said and shook his head with an amused expression.
He took the frame in his hands and studied it for a while, although to me it seemed like he was reliving that moment.
'Don't tell anyone, but I've saved some pretty good pics that the paps took of me that day', he said in a hushed tone and I laughed out loud.
'What? You gotta admit, those guys can take some pretty decent pictures', he said with a shrug and I face palmed myself.
I pointed at his hair to which he grinned.
'Yeah, that's when I decided to grow it out', he said.
