The Bro Code ✔️ Zarry

Code 6 🖋 I Won't Mind

Zayn knows having these feelings for him is so wrong and hard to believe with. He's treated him like he was in hell when they were kids. He has taken advantage of him when he learned he's gay. He used his body for his own needs. He left him, and he didn't know they have a child.

Now, this cold treatment and spaces he's giving Zayn, he deserves it.

He knows he doesn't have the right to say this, but he's starting to have feelings for him. For the past few months, he thinks it was stupid, but it really is.

First, who would believe him? He loathed the boy so much. He treated him the way he shouldn't be. Second, does he deserve to be loved back?

He's trying so hard. For being a great father to Jaireh. He's doing his responsibility to him and he knows he loves him so much. He longed for a papa. He doesn't want to disappoint his son through his flaws.

Not only Jaireh that he is trying to win. He is trying to win Harry's heart. He knows that he loved him before.

He knows this will be going hard and will take too long, but he won't mind. This is the only thing he can do right in his whole life.

Even though Harry is always putting up his anger at Zayn when he's in a terrible mood swing. Even though he always avoids Zayn. Even though he always shooting daggers at him.

One time when they were both in the kitchen, they were arguing about who will do the dishes. Of course, Zayn wanted to do it, he wanted him to rest, but Harry doesn't want to. He yelled at him, he called him names. Zayn just ignored it, even though calling him a worthless piece of shit, hurts.

Zayn knows he's pregnant and gets pissed at little things. The worst is, if he didn't think right that day, he would stab Zayn by the kitchen knife. He knows he just controlled himself from doing that.

This day, he asked Zayn to buy him a cake. So Zayn did. But now he's dodging all the plates that are going his way from him.

He said he wants cake, but when he returned holding a box of cake he yelled at Zayn. Saying that he doesn't want the cake anymore.

He tried dodging the plates and all other things Harry's throwing at him, making his way to him.

"Harry, please calm down."

"No! I don't want cake. Take that away." He yelled, throwing him another plate.

God! He needs my brothers but they're out to work.

"Okay, tell me what you want. I'll buy it." Zayn reached for him and grabbed a hold of his hands, stopping him from grabbing things to throw at him.

"Nooo. Go away!" He yelled when Zayn was trying to calm him down.

"Babe, calm down. You might have an attack again if you continue to do that," he said sweetly, trying to unclench his tensed fists. He's breathing too fast. And he knows it isn't good.

"Okay, breath in and breath out slowly," he said, rubbing his back and shoulder. He stopped and does what he said.

After seconds, he started crying. Tears rolling down nonstop on his cheeks. Zayn cupped his face and wipe them all with his thumbs.

"Hey, don't cry. Okay, tell me what you want. I'll buy it. Just stop crying, babe." he whispered to him, comforting him.

"Sorry... I just want a vanilla ice cream." He sobs. Lips are trembling from crying.

Moodswings, becoming so emotional, cravings. What more?

"Okay, we will buy you a vanilla ice cream. C'mon. Stop crying."