First thing that came to his mind was, that he just woke up from a nightmare and all these years where nothing but his imaginations, but then he noticed his surrounding, they were never this rich, that was not a dream.

He was still staring at harry, and harry was quiet, staring back at him.

All of the sudden he felt he can't talk, he can't breathe, he tried to sit up, leaning on his left arm his eyes fell on his hand, the ring.

"I-I- I don't understand" zany whispered, nothing is making any sense.

Harry didn't answer him, he just breathed out and got up to make himself some coffee.

He was sure he was dreaming, one of those dreams when you try to reach someone, you scream but they won't hear you.

Harry knew he was scared, he could see how pale he got, and if you listened closely, you could hear his shallow breathing, but honestly harry wasn't feeling much different himself, all the emotions he has built all these years where coming back to him, the anger was the most visible one.

Zayn got up from where he was sitting, he followed the sounds he heard and reached the kitchen, he saw Harry's back facing him, "harry?" he tried again, but still no reaction.

Closing his eyes, harry blocked Zayn's vulnerable voice, he doesn't want to talk, he wasn't ready to hear what Zayn had to say, did he care? At this point, no, all he cared was now Zayn belonged to him, no one else.

Pinching himself Zayn tried to wake up, it didn't work, he looked around, a balcony.

He was always afraid of heights, it would surely wake him up right?

Right, to his luck it wasn't closed, but it made this cringy sound, he hated this noise so much that he was shocked that it still didn't wake him up.

Harry was pouring coffee for himself when he heard the door opening, he looked around expecting to see Zayn still on his spot next to the kitchen but he saw the curtain on balcony moving, what the fuck.

He slowly made his way there, he didn't know what to expect, but what he saw, was nothing like he ever expected.

There he was, trying to climb up on the railing, he was mumbling somethings like, 'don't worry, you'll wake up from this'

Harry went numb for a second, shouting at him would just scare him and he might fall from a fucking skyscraper.

So he just creeped behind him and just as he was about to fall, he hugged Zayn in his chest.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?" harry shouted as he turned Zayn around and shacked him, he got Zayn back for some hours and he still managed to give him a heart attack.

All he got from Zayn? Him mumbling that he should let him wake up.

"lemme go! I need to wake up! You are not real!" Zayn mumbled as his tears fell on his cheeks, he did not care at the moment.

Harry just dragged him back to the house, all the way to his bedroom, all the anger was showing now, like his tight grip on Zayn's arm that would for sure leave some bruises for a couple of days, or how he was tugging his hair when they would get on his face.

When they made it to the bedroom, harry just tossed Zayn on the bed and walked to the his attached bathroom, filling up the tub, he wanted to wake up? Harry can arrange that for him.

When harry was cursing the whole universe in the bathroom, Zayn was mesmerized by the beauty of Harry's bedroom, it was so harry, just simple and in one word, beautiful, he really didn't want to wake up from this dream now, oh and where is victor? He is in all of Zayn's dreams, he should have popped up by now.

Harry came back too soon though; he didn't give Zayn enough time to try to memorize every detail of Harry's room.

Taking Zayn's hand, he again dragged him to his bathroom "what- what are you d-doing?"

"helping you wake up" harry simply answered and picked Zayn up and before Zayn can process what was happening, he put him in the ice cold water.

Zayn let out a loud scream, "well now you are awake" and Zayn was still screaming, why can't he wake up.

Harry bent down to pick him up again when Zayn pushed him so hard that he stumbled back with wide eyes, "it's just a dream, it's just a dream, wake up- please please"

Harry took the shower head and brought in right on top of Zayn's head and opened it, Zayn went numb.

"you wanna know why you are here?" he stopped for a second, the water was still going over Zayn, he was shivering, why can't he just wake up?

Before anything else can happen, Liam jumped in the bathroom.

"what the-!" this was the most horrible thing he ever had to witness, "harry! Move!" he shoved harry away, which kinda made him to come back to reality, he just ran out, letting Liam to take care of the mess he made.

Liam looked at the shivering boy in the tub, debating if he should run hot water on him or just take him out, he chose the second option, he grabbed a towel and helped Zayn out.

Zayn was mute all the time that Liam helped him to get changed into some of harry's clothes.

"let's hope harry won't mind borrowing  his clothes" liam tried to joke, "what happened Zayn? What are you doing here?"

Zayn just stared at him, he was aching to have a friend for years, and here Liam was, nice as always,maybe, just maybe he wants to live this dream more than waking up from it.

Liam gave him as much time as he needed, let's say 5 minutes, and when Zayn decided to talk, it still wasn't something that Liam expected "I don't wanna wake up from this Liam" zayn whimpered, teares gathering in his eyes again. 

"Zayn look at me" he did "this is not a dream, all of this is real, harry is real, I am real" he let his words sink for a second "I don't know what happened but we'll find out soon"

"but victor-"

"I don't know what happened to him either, I just know you came at styles co, Harry's company, last night, and bam you are here", he was telling the truth, he knew nothing about Harry's plan, "I have to talk to harry" Liam said as he thought the house was too quiet, he was worried for his friend, "you just lay down here"

Zayn just nodded, didn't know how to get used to the soft matters under him, but when he thought that harry was here, he didn't need the pills to get relaxed and sleep.

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idek that picture is from new york or not :| but yeah it works