All My Heart

Meeting.

Zayn walked through the mass of bodies that were bumping and grinding. He loved this place more than anything; it was his life since his dad died. He moved around several couples and then ran directly into a curly haired lad, spilling his drink all over his shirt.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” Zayn exclaimed over the music.

The alcohol covered boy shook his head, “Nah, its fine.”

Zayn helped him clean up his shirt, catching a glimpse of his victim’s eyes. He gasped quietly at how beautiful they were.

The curly haired lad smiled slightly, “It’s not a problem, but thanks. I’m Harry.”

Zayn smiled, “I’m Zayn. Uhm, mind if I walk you to your car?”

Harry smiled softly and followed the tan boy out of the club. When Zayn said goodbye to the new lad, he smiled to himself. He could really see himself falling for Harry.
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sorry this is so short. :x