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Zayn looked older now, more like a man and less like a boy who had been treated well by puberty. And god, he was so fucking beautiful it made Harry’s chest ache and eyes burn, especially with the way that he was looking at him now. Zayn was studying him, letting his eyes wander over his face and examine the slight hair that had finally started to grace Harry’s chin.
Harry knew for a fact that he himself looked older now. He was a lot taller than he used to be, his legs long and uncoordinated as ever. He was more muscular now and his hair was longer. He was a man, everything about him screamed it… And yet, in Zayn’s presence he still felt like a sixteen year old, wide-eyed kid who just wanted Zayn to love him.
“You look so grown,” Zayn murmured, a half smile pushing onto his lips while his eyes conveyed something else.
Harry shrugged, looking away. “That’s what happens, Z. We grow up, we become different people.”
or an au where harry has loved zayn for so long he can't even remember and sometimes you have to say goodbye