True love doesn't have a happy ending because true love never ends.

True love doesn't have to have a beautiful ending. Because true love never ends.

“This one...I give it to you.” A thin silver necklace appeared before my eyes. A pair of beautiful emerald eyes stared at the necklace in awe. It's a very ordinary necklace. But what's unusual is what's hanging at the end. Silver plated oval pendant Carve a pattern resembling a twisted rope. Slither along the shape Sparkling wheels of sunlight It may look simple. But for the receiver It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

“Give it to me..”

"Um, I'll make an order now. It's a 3rd anniversary gift." A soft voice replied. A sharp, middle-eastern face flashed a gentle smile. before pressing a kiss to his forehead

That's right, "he"

Today is the day that Harry Styles and his girlfriend Zayn Malik have been together for exactly 3 years. It was a long time for Harry. Because Zen was his first, first and only girlfriend.

The two of them were now sitting in a small coffee shop in the middle of London. The couple's hometown Today is a very nice day compared to London's normal weather. The sky is clearer than usual. The clouds covering the sky seemed less. The warm weather is perfect for sipping coffee with your loved one.

Harry and Zane didn't see each other very often. Because Harry works as a chef at a famous hotel. Work 6 days a week From early morning until late at night, I don't have much time at home. Zen himself is a musician in a gastropub. So I had to stay up and work until late at night. Both of them therefore need to make the most of the time they can spend together.

like today

"I thought I forgot about this," Harry picked up the necklace. Smile back to Zane. Honestly, he didn't think Zen would do something like this for him. Zen is not a very romantic person. He rarely expresses himself with things. The way Zen does this Consider it special

People who don't like to express themselves But you did this much for him. How can I not love you?

"Thank you, Zayn," Harry returned with a wide smile.

“This one still has some tricks up its sleeve,” Zen said, reaching out to press the latch on the top of the pendant. It opens into a double-sided cover. On one side, there was a picture of the two of them together that had been taken a long time ago, smiling at you. On the other side were small letters engraved into the silver. The message reads as follows:

More   Than  My  Life

Z  & H

It's a locket.

"I love you more than my life, Harry Styles," Zane placed the necklace on his slender neck. before pulling the other person's hands and holding them on both sides

“I love you, Haz. I have loved you for 3 years and I will love you forever. I take this necklace as a guarantee. I promise that I will love only you, only you, only you, forever.” The soft voice that came out of the man in front of him left Harry speechless. His face felt hot, his mouth was open, he didn't know what to say.

Tears came from nowhere.

“Oh, why are you crying? Haha.” Zen laughed at his expression. He reached out his hand and wiped the tears from her pretty cheek.

"Zayn..thank you. Thank you very much." Harry's head was filled with words of thanks. The feeling Zen had for him was real. It always filled him up. It never goes away.

When is he sad? There will be a pair of hands waiting to wipe away your tears.

When does he get discouraged? There will be warm arms waiting to give encouragement.

When is he happy? There will always be a smile to congratulate you.

It's true love

“No need to thank me. I have to thank you for being with me all this time.” Zen took his hand and kissed it softly and lovingly.

“I have entrusted my life to that necklace. Take good care of my life.” The sharp-faced person gave him a wide smile. Harry smiled back. The lump in the left side of my chest was now swollen and completely encircling my chest.

“I will take care of you with my life.”

“I love you, Haz.”

“Love you too”

I love you the most.

Some folded the last shirt before placing it on the pile of clothes. Around you, there are personal items that are neatly placed in your bag. Some of our belongings were arranged into suitcases. Harry managed to place a checkmark on a small notepad.

“6 shirts....gone, 3 pairs of pants.....gone, underwear, towel, toothbrush, perfume, teddy bear....gone. It's all over," he thought to himself. Last check for completeness Then he zipped the bag closed.

“Can't you go?” a deep voice sounded from behind. Harry turned to see two large men leaning against the door in front of his bedroom. Hand holding two small tea cups

“No, right now there are no restaurants in Paris without a sous chef. The old one just resigned. I have to take over the job temporarily until they find a replacement,” he said in a depressed tone. In fact, he didn't want to go. If it weren't for his older sister Gemma, the store manager there, asking for it. He couldn't avoid it.

“Paris…” Zen walked over and handed Harry a cup. He took it and took a sip. The taste of premium English tea fills your mouth. Soon I won't be able to eat delicious tea like this again..

“Yes, Paris,” he repeated.

"I don't know how long I've been gone." Zen sat down on the foot of the bed. Stir the tea in the cup back and forth lazily.

“Look, I won't be gone for long. I'll be right back, I promise.” Harry put the cup down. Then he walked over and sat on his knees in front of the dark-faced person. Staring deep into beautiful hazel eyes Give a little smile to your loved one.

“Trust me.”

Zen stared back at him. Both of their eyes met. It stayed like that.

No one said anything. Zen slowly leaned down. Closer and closer So close that he could feel his warm breath. So close that their noses touched. Followed by a soft touch on the lips. The tall figure thrusts his tongue in to tease. Seizing the sweetness from the other party insatiably. A rough hand caressed her chin, making it more beautiful and responsive to the touch.

The kiss turned from sweet to heavy. full of desire and for so long that some of them had to protest and ask for air. The other party therefore agreed to leave. before burying his face in the crook of his white neck Inhale the sweet body odor. Grind and scrunch until it's colored. Then he scooped the thin body up and lay on the bed, with the larger one straddling on top. Pressing the kiss to the bright lips again, harder, more and more.

At least let him make the most of this time... Harry thought.

“Did you get your coat yet?”

“I brought it.”

“What about a scarf?”

“There are two bags in the bag.”

“What about underwear? Did you bring enough?”

"Zen, I've come fully prepared." The figure turned to talk to his lover in annoyance.

It is now 9:00 p.m. the next day. Two young men were lugging two large suitcases into a London airport. In order to go in and wait for the plane to leave for Paris.

Zayn takes time off work to drop Harry off at the airport. To which Zen had been asking repeatedly about his belongings all day before he had even left the condo. Is there anyone who isn't annoyed?

“Well, I'm worried about you. It's been a long time since you've been gone. I'm afraid you'll forget things and have to go to trouble there. There was an emergency and I couldn't find anything, who knows?" Zen muttered, his face scrunched up like a child's. This made Harry completely annoyed.

“Oh, don't worry, I've really prepared everything. I checked well yesterday.” The thin one turned to smile widely at the dark-faced one. Make a gesture of waving your hand to make the person in front of you disappear. Zen let out a small smile and grabbed his neck and hugged him. Thick lips were about to press onto her smooth, beautiful cheek.

'Passengers who will board the plane

R3310

airline

Airsaint Pierre

go to paris France Around 10:30 p.m. Invitation at the entrance

C

too'

An announcement sounded. Causing the actions of the two of them to stop. Harry looked up at the loudspeaker making the announcement.

“Is it time already..” The little man was stunned. Is it time to go? Leave London, leave your hometown. Going to an unfamiliar place go alone without zen Plus I don't know how long I'll be gone. I don't know when I'll be able to come back.

"Let's go, Haz." Zen grabbed a bag. Another hand pulled the figure along. Harry staggered under the force of the drag. He almost grabbed his bag and followed.

The two of them were now standing in front of the door.

C

As announced, some people stood in shock. He and Zen will have to part ways here.

Don't want to go, don't want to go..

"Take care of yourself," Zane took Harry into his arms. Even though they're about the same height. But Zen was much bigger than him. So he sank completely into Zen's embrace.

He flung his arms around the person in front of him. Hug as tight and as long as possible. Soaking in the warmth that I won't see for many months. Blinking rapidly to chase away the tears that were welling up in his eyes.

“You too. Stay here and behave yourself,” he muffled into the crook of the other man's neck. Clear water slowly flowed down his cheek. Again..he couldn't hold it back anymore.

"I'm crying again. Don't cry, or I won't let you go." Zen pulled away, using his thumb to smooth away the tears that had overflowed on his cheek. Send him an encouraging smile.

“Going there, be careful. It's a big city, there's a lot of traffic, the weather is cold, wear thick clothes. Don't work too hard until you collapse. I'm not here to help the nurse, you know?" Zen said with a smile.

“And,” the figure reached out and pulled out the pendant he wore around his neck, holding it loosely.

“Take good care of my heart. I leave it to you.” The big man pressed a kiss to the forehead. Send waves of feeling throughout your body.

“I will cure it with my life.” Harry moved on tiptoe to kiss her beautiful lips gently. He was about to pull away but Zen grabbed him by the neck and brought him back to press his lips to his again. It turned into a long, intense kiss.

last kiss

"Then I'll be right back." Harry hugged Zane one last time before grabbing his bag and heading to the security checkpoint.

"I'll wait," Zen shouted after him. He turned and smiled at his lover. and will walk away

Go to the edge of the world

To a place where they are far apart

But there was one thing Harry was sure of.

The two of them will love each other. No matter what happens

Some of them thought softly to themselves.

“Wait for me, Zen.”

The sound of music rose from pretty pink lips. Harry hummed happily in an apartment in Paris. A city of fashion and food. Looking out from your room window you will see the Eiffel Tower standing out in the distance.

Slender hands grabbed the surrounding items and threw them into a large suitcase that was open and waiting.

That's right, Harry is going home.

Last evening Gemma came into him in the kitchen. Said she's found a new sous chef now. And Harry can return to London as soon as he wants. along with a large compensation payment

It was the most otherworldly feeling Harry had felt in months. Finally get to go home.

He immediately decided to leave the next day. Can't wait to go back to my hometown. Return to a familiar place Return to the owner of the sharp, dark face that I miss so much. Return to the warm embrace that you long for. Return to his lover, Zen..

For the past 7 months, Harry talked on the phone with Zane almost every day. Open Facebook as often as you can. He recounted everything he had experienced in his new office. Every story that comes through each day Daily life that goes by which Zen listened well Always encourage him when he is tired or discouraged.

Always tell him various stories without getting bored. Harry rarely felt lonely. Because when is he lonely? He just took out that locket and looked at it. And Harry would feel it. that he has Zen next to him

Zen is with him. Be with him everywhere

Zen always had a smile back at him.

But Zen himself is also busy. Recently, Zen said that there has been a change of new store manager. and expand the business to be bigger Cancel the system for playing music on the tape. Changed to all live music Zen therefore had to work harder than before. The time for the two of them to talk became less. which Harry understood

Harry decided not to tell Zane about his return home. He intended to surprise Zane. Better to be surprised to see that he has returned.

Some people think happily. Before packing the last bag Standing up, he looked at the place he used as his place of residence for many months.

Take a deep, comfortable breath.

Goodbye Paris

He fell onto the bed exhausted. and finally fell into a deep sleep

London

Cloudy white smoke was emitted from her pretty lips. A tall figure stretched out on a large sofa. Legs rested comfortably on the pillow.

A large hand grabbed the phone and scrolled the screen to the call list. Look for the name you want for a while. Before pressing to call, it wasn't long before the other end of the line picked up.

'Yes, yes, yes, I'll see you,' a deep voice answered calmly. He hung up the phone and walked over to grab his favorite jacket and put it on. and walked out of the room

'Attention, the airline's aircraft

Airsaint Pierre

Flight at

TG 791

who traveled from Paris and arrived at London Airport. England Thank you everyone for using the service'

Long-legged walking in the narrow corridor of his condominium. Green eyes sparkling with happiness Thin lips, a slight smile. He's back. I've returned to London. Hand dragging a large suitcase Carrying a bag of ingredients he had bought from the department store to make dinner for the lover he hadn't seen in over half a year.

What will Zen be like? During the day like this, he'd probably still be sleeping and preparing to go to work. Harry really wanted to see Zen's face when he woke up and saw him sitting next to him. How surprised will the sharp-faced people be to see that Harry has returned?

Someone unlocked the key and entered the room as quietly as possible. I'm afraid Zen will find out first.

The central hall was now dark and quiet. Zen is probably still asleep.

When you see that the way is convenient Some of them smiled brightly before slowly inserting themselves inside. Place bags and bags of ingredients on the kitchen counter. Turn to look around the room. I've arrived, London, home...

Harry was about to walk into the bathroom to wash his face and get ready to cook. But his eyes stumbled upon something. something unusual

Wait a minute..

Whose shoes are those?

A pair of blue sneakers were taken off on the floor near a shelf. Didn't keep it in place like other pairs.

It's not his. And it's too small to be Zen's.

What is this?

Harry surveyed the hall. before stopping in front of something An ownerless plaid shirt lay on the floor. It was as if someone had thrown it down without care.

Next to him was another black t-shirt that he recognized as Zane's. The group is not far from each other.

sound..

Where did it come from?

He stood up and walked towards the source of the sound. But the closer you get The more the legs became heavier. It was like there were rocks weighing him down. But he kept walking. The heart felt like it had been soaked in acid.

That sound

It came from the bedroom.

The door was ajar, giving him a clear view inside.

Two figures intertwined as one on a white bed. Both were naked There was only a thin blanket covering the waist of the person above who was violently moving his waist in and out. A loud moan filled the room. The people's faces below were distorted with happiness.

Small legs hooked tightly around the waist. Hand wrapped around the other's neck Mouth calls out the name of the person above.

“Uh Zen..Zen..Zen!!”

The large figure grabbed the other man's neck and kissed him passionately. before continuing on with the violent love song

A slender hand rose to cover his own mouth. Suppressing the loud sobs Eyes wide with shock The sound can still be heard The image in front still appears. Only now it was blurry with pupils covering his eyes.

Harry dropped to his knees. Can't walk away. He didn't have the strength to stand. I don't have the energy to speak. I could only continue to look at the scene in front of me through tears.

After finishing the activity Zen dropped down next to him. Holding another person in your arms Whispering words of love in your ear

“I love Zen.” The small figure reached out and slowly caressed the sharp-faced man's face.

“I love you too.” Zen kissed her forehead. Hands lovingly smoothing strands of light-colored hair.

“Hey, when will Zen break up with 'that person'? Zen said he'd quit a long time ago. I don't want to hide anymore. The two of us will be able to love each other without being ashamed of anyone.”

"Don't worry, I'll definitely quit. Wait for him to come back and then I'll tell you. I promise."

Zen bent down to kiss the figure again. before the two of them drifted off to sleep together

At the table next to the large bed There was a brown picture frame. Harry knew it was a picture of the two of them, him and Zane.

Now it's face down..

A figure slowly rose from the ground. Walk back to the main hall. Grab all the baggage then stepped out of the room It's like he's never been here. He didn't know what had happened.

When the room door is closed It's like the world is spinning. He collapsed again. Tears streamed down my face. His teeth clenched his lip to block out a blood-curdling scream. His hand tugging at his own hair. His whole body trembled before he collapsed, burying his face in his knees. Wrap your arms around yourself, hug yourself with no one left.

He just saw his lover cheat on him.

He just saw Zane having sex with someone else.

He just saw Zen say that he would leave him.

“Then I will come back quickly.”

“I'll wait.”

And what about the promise you made?

Harry took out a silver locket from his shirt, opened it, and watched as two people smiled at him from the picture. Look at the message that he once believed in. that it is true

“I take this necklace as a guarantee. I promise that I will love only you, only you, only you.”

He gripped it so tightly that it almost shattered in his hands.

Why did you say that you entrusted your heart to me, Zen? Why did you say that you would love only me? Why will we love each other forever?

Why are you doing this?

Why

Why did you fool me?

I don't know how long he sat there. When I looked up again, the horizon was already dark. Zen is about to get up and go to work. Zen is about to leave the room. If Zen met him now, it would be bad.

Zen must not know this.

The figure slowly stood up with difficulty, picked up his bag, and walked away. Gone from the place that used to be his, the two of them.

The scariest thing about distance

 is you don't know whether they will miss you or forget about you.

“Oh Harry! Since when?!” Zen opened the door to see a thin figure standing in front. Beside him was a large suitcase. Zane grinned widely and scooped him into his arms. He hugged him back, burying his face in his neck like he liked to do.

Harry misses Zen.

I miss this embrace.

Zen led him into the room. Please help carry the luggage. Harry sat down on the sofa in the hall. Sit and watch Zen disappear into the kitchen for a while. before returning with a cup of fragrant tea.

The sweet taste spreads in the mouth. Zen sat down next to him, smiling at him.

“When did you come back? Why don't you tell me? I can go pick you up,” the dark-faced man asked him. He reached out and stroked his smooth brown hair.

“Just arrived this morning. Well, Gemma told me last night that a replacement had been found. So I quickly flew back. I didn't tell you, sorry." Harry gave a small smile back at him. before bending down to continue sipping tea

three days

It's been three days now.

Since that event

The past three days had been spent by Harry holed up in a bar on the outskirts of town. I don't know how much he drank. He hardly slept. Because every time I close my eyes You will see a picture of your lover. Drinking..with other people

Tears often flow without you realizing it. Screams often escaped softly. The only thing that helped Harry sleep was the potion.

Until yesterday..

“It's okay. You've come back. I miss you so much, Haz.” He pressed his lips gently and for a long time. It should be a kiss filled with nostalgia and longing. But deep down, Harry didn't feel that way.

He silently allowed the other person to explore the entire mouth cavity. Before being the one to pull away

“Zayn, today I came back. May I go work with you? I want to go stay with you for a long time. You will also be able to see the shop. How is it with the new marriage?” he said in a pleading tone, as he liked to do. Sending a pleading look towards the sharp-faced person.

“I'm sorry, Haz, but during this time the restaurant doesn't allow employees to bring other people in. That is, if you come, you have to sit at a table. And then it will go to eat at his customers. The new manager forbade me to do it. Even I, who is a musician, got hit by this.” Will you be able to rest? You just arrived, and you're really tired.

Stay here and rest. I'll be back for just a moment." The tall man gave a long explanation. Hands waving back and forth in chaos.

Harry was about to open his mouth and argue with Zane.

The sound of a phone call suddenly interrupted him.

Zen took out his phone and looked at it. Press mute and keep it down as before. Harry saw the face of the caller. A face he would never forget.

A single abbreviation represents the name.

N

“Today I must hurry. The manager called after me. You can rest here for now, Haz. I'll be back in a moment.”

"....Um," Harry nodded in agreement.

“The cutest.” Zen stood up and gently kissed her smooth, beautiful forehead. Then he walked over and picked up the bag and jacket on the hanger, revealing..

“Whose scarf is that? It's beautiful.” A pale green scarf lay on a hanger. Zen turned to look before answering quickly.

“Oh, it's Liam's. The other day, that guy had a fight with Lewis so he came to sleep over here. I guess I forgot.” The tall figure didn't meet his eyes as he answered. Before proceeding to put on shoes

Harry tried to swallow the lump in his throat. and got up to embrace Zen from behind Put your face on the back that once gave him warmth. The back that used to be his only.

“I love you, I miss you too,” he mumbled, trying to stop himself from crying.

Zen must not know.

Zen must not know.

“I love you too.” The tall figure turned around. She lifted her beautiful chin and kissed her softly. and walked out of the room

Slender figure walked back to the sofa. Sit down and sit as before. His eyes looked at that scarf. The thin lips slowly spread into a smile. It's a very distorted smile. The eyes slowly filled with tears. His hands clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.

Liam doesn't like the color green..

"Uh..Zen..ah"

“Zen..I will be your only one.”

Two days later

“Hmm, what is that smell? It smells so good.” A tall figure walked into the hall. Harry was seen arranging the various eating utensils in a mess. His wavy brown hair was tied back in a bun. His narrow waist was tied with a clean white apron. A beautiful face with a small smile in a good mood.

An ordinary dining table was arranged with two sets of dishes. Consists of plates and bowls of various sizes. A tall wine glass was placed on the right side, and around the plates were various spoons, forks, and knives. Candlesticks are beautifully placed in the middle of the table.

“Today, let's celebrate my return before you go to work. Here, I'm putting to use the skills I learned in France." Some of them looked up and met Zen's eyes, smiling.

"Wow, that's good. Today I get to eat food made by a French chef." Zen laughed a little. Walking over and gently stroking the other's head.

Harry smiled at the action. before placing the last plate Then he turned and walked back into the kitchen.

“Anyway, is there anything I can help with?” Zane started to walk up to him.

“Whoa, you don't have to. Today I'm the chef. You're the one who eats. Your only job is to eat and compliment me. Invite customers to sit and wait. In a moment I will bring the food to serve. It's almost finished.” Some waved their hands to send others back. Zane gave a small, resigned laugh and turned around. Harry stood and smiled at the picture for a while. Then he turned to deal with tonight's special meal.

Soon, Harry walked out with two trays with lids. Zen, who was waiting, watched with interest.

He placed the plate in front of Zen. then open the lid Inside was an eye-catching salad plate. “Today's first menu presents Salad Niçoise, an authentic French style salad. Eat it with bread and butter.”

He walked over and placed another plate on his side. before sitting down and eating together with the person you love

A wonderful meal Harry does an excellent job as a chef. Both creamy crab soup sprinkled with croutons and the main course is rib-eye steak and delicious grilled ribs paired with red wine. Followed by Zen's favorite spaghetti and meatballs.

“Hey, where did you get such good ingredients?” the sharp-faced person said after finishing the last bite of spaghetti. Harry gave a small smile and replied,

“Most of the items are available in normal supermarkets. But some 'raw materials' have to be 'specially' found.

“Oh, later on I might have to let you go and come back like this often. I will be able to eat delicious food like this again. Haha.” The two laughed together. But will Zen notice? That the sparkle in those green eyes has dimmed

“Are you full? Now it's time for dessert.” The figure smiled before coming to pick up the old dishes and disappearing into the kitchen. Pick up the last dish. It has only one dish. Complete with a lid like every previous menu.

“Why is there only one dish? So what do you want to eat?” The sharp-faced man asked, looking up. Harry smiled slightly before replying.

“This dish is a special dish. There is only one dish in the world. I thought of this menu myself. Especially for you, Zen.” He placed the plate in front of the tall figure.

“Ready”

"ready"

A slender hand quickly opened the round cover. What was inside made the other party's smile instantly disappear. replaced with utter shock

A human head was neatly placed on a large plate decorated with various fruits. That face displayed the utmost horror. Turn towards the tall figure. Golden hair and blue eyes are very reminiscent of Zen.

“This is a special dish.” A cold, sweet voice sounded from thin lips. who is now standing on his head Lock him so he can't move.

Zane wanted to escape, but his body was now completely frozen with fear, his mouth open, no sound came out. But in my heart I wanted to scream as loud as I could.

"Does this face look familiar? Those eyes, this hair, this kind of nose? Have you ever seen him, darling?" Harry walked around behind the tall figure. A slender hand rested on his broad shoulder. Squeeze a little as stimulation.

“Don't you remember? Then I'll help you remember.” A sweet voice sounded. Harry smiled a little at his lover's condition.

“His name is Niall Horan, and he's a waiter at the restaurant where you work. The person who just moved in a few months ago? Ah, what else is wrong? Oh, yes, he's also the person who stole my love!!!”

Zen comes out of his trance. He jerked himself off the chair until he fell face down on the floor. Struggling and scrambling towards the exit door

All of a sudden!

Then everything went dark.

The dim light was the only thing Zen could see. Little by little, the blurry images became clearer.

He was in a bedroom in his own condominium. But all the lights are off. There was only one light open above his head. The entire room was almost completely dark. The air around him was cold.

My head hurts almost to the point of exploding.

What happened here?

Why can't you raise your hand?

The tall figure just realized that he was tied up in a chair with his hands tied behind his back. Including both feet being attached to the legs of the chair with adhesive tape. Only his mouth was free.

Zen now remembered why he had a headache.

“Please..help! Someone please help!! Help me!!” A hoarse voice shouted for help. His large body writhed and tried to break free from its restraints.

"Shhh.. don't make a noise, good man. Please take it easy." From the corner of his eye, Zen saw a slight movement. A figure slowly walked out from the dark corner.

A face that was once sweet and beautiful like a woman's. Now he looked as hard as a rock. His eyes flashed hard. His lips curled into a slight smile for his lover.

Harry slowly approached Zane. Feet and hands down at shoulder width apart. Looking down at that eloquent face So close that their faces were almost touching.

“I thought you wouldn't wake up. I'm really worried.” Those sweet, concerned words that didn't make the pretty face look any less frightening. The green eyes that had once looked so gentle were now sparkling with madness.

“Oh, and don't be afraid that you won't be late for work. I called you off work.” His slender hand waved the phone back and forth. Broken screen glass The machine is completely closed.

“Ha..Haz--”

"Don't call me Haz," someone whispered in a dangerous tone. His eyes were still fixed on his sharp face, never leaving. The hand that was on his shoulder was now digging hard into his flesh.

"Please don't.." Zane's voice stammered. His whole body trembled in fear.

Harry

“Please don't.. Please, what, don't, Zen? Don't do anything, sir. Please spare your life?” The whisper slowly turned to a whisper, louder and louder. Harry pulled away from him. Change to stand at full height

"Zaen, do you know that what you asked for....it's really disgusting!!!" Someone shouted in the face of the sharp-faced man. His eyes exploded with anger.

“Ha—“

“Do you know what you've done? What have you done?!” A slender hand grabbed the necklace he was wearing and shook it in front of the tall figure. Tears filled his eyes with pain.

“Why did you tell me you love me!! You said there would be only me! I love you alone! And what do you mean by doing this?!" Someone rushed in and tried to stuff the necklace into Zen's mouth. He fought away when he saw that he couldn't do it. Harry growled in frustration. before throwing it on the ground until it shattered.

“You said you gave me your heart. But you messed around with it!!”

“You brought him here to sleep together! In my bed with you!! Take it here. Tell him you'll break up with me and go find him. Why do you do this to me!!!”

Harry lowered his head, panting from exhaustion, wiped away his tears, then looked up and gave Zane another cold smile.

“Wondering, how do I know who it is? It's so easy, darling. Just follow that shop. I knew it was going to find you. And it turned out that it worked in that store. Everything is locked down. I guess you met him after work, and yes, I saw you guys meet up behind the store. disappeared into his car

And guess what else I got? The two of you went and did some really shitty things together. He uses his filthy body to fuck you. Then I just found out the name of the shop owner. That's all enough. I took care of it, oh no, to be precise. ‘Take it into a gourmet meal.’”

Her pretty face smiled before she let out a satisfied laugh.

Harry had never laughed like this.

Zen was stunned.

Little by little, the words came together in my head.

Excellent food...

no..

“How are you, darling, human flesh ribeye? Is it delicious and pleasing to you?”

Zane arched his head in horror and disgust. Nausea rose in my stomach. Try to vomit up what you just ate. Tears streamed down from hazel eyes. The pupils shrank to the size of pinholes in fear. Saliva stretches out of the mouth.

He eats human flesh.

“Actually, its meat is delicious. But I don't think I did a good enough job with the meatballs and grilled ribs. It's still a little fishy. I guess I'll have to come up with a new formula." Harry looked thoughtful. before laughing a little

The sitting figure trembled in fear. A shriek rose from within his chest. Loud from the mouth of a sharp-faced person. Scream until your vocal chords almost break. Zen, who was now completely unconscious, struggled. He tried to pull himself free until the chair fell. The tall figure was still struggling. Adhesive tape was wrapped around it, pulling on the flesh until it was soaked with blood.

Harry stood looking pitifully at the sight in front of him. before bending down to put a piece of cloth over his thick body's mouth Pulling Zen to turn and look at him clearly. A beautiful face looked deep into his hazel colored eyes.

“What are you afraid of, Zen? Do you know what you encountered? Nothing compared to what you did to me,” Harry said, laughing. “You broke my trust, you broke me, you broke what you promised was no good.”

"You shouldn't have done this, Zen. You shouldn't have."

“Maybe God hasn't decided what you and him have done yet, so I'll be the one to decide.” Someone leaned in and kissed his cheek. Caressing the facial features that you love His eloquent face was now covered with tears of fear.

“Don't be afraid, darling. It'll come out fine."

Tears slowly flowed from those green eyes. Thin lips spread into a cold smile. A soft whisper sounded from her beautiful lips.

“I think my next meal will taste good.”

Light shone on the cold floor. The atmosphere around you is cold.

The gray carpet was stained with a crimson liquid. flowing all over the floor of the room Splashing and staining the clean white walls of the room. A fishy smell stinks around the room.

On the ground was a pale, lifeless body. The body was naked. The chest cavity was dissected out. Revealing white ribs The organs were all piled up outside. His face was sharp and his eyes closed as if he were asleep. The figure's head was resting on a person's lap.

His flowing brown hair was left loose on his smooth face. His eyes were filled with clear water that was about to overflow. His lips split into a wide, insane smile. A soft laugh sounded in his throat.

His slender hand held onto an object the size of a fist. It was slimy with blood clots and smelled fishy.

He lovingly held the object to his face, kissed it softly, flicked out his tongue to lick up the liquid that had clung to his thin lips. A smile still graces her beautiful face. who is now completely crazy

"Now your heart is mine, Zen."

“Truly mine.”

Writer Talk

Hihaha, hello everyone. I'm Maprang. Thank you for coming to read. Hope everyone likes it.

First of all, I apologize to everyone who thought this fic would be cute. Maprang really can't do it, haha. I apologize to those who were eating while reading. He didn't intend it -/\-

This story is fiction 1.

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It's the third story of Maprang. Let's try changing pairs.

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It's so bad. When I first wrote this story, I secretly thought of trying to do a light-hearted, happy ending. It appears that it crashed. Completely rewritten. So this matter came up.

It's better to get into the content.

Our minds are fragile. If this trust is destroyed, it may never be able to return to the way it was before. As seen in the story of Harry, Harry placed all of his trust in Zane. and believed that Zen would do the same for himself.

But it wasn't, so the result was as seen.

Maprang says everyone is wrong about this and everyone is pitiful. Zen is wrong for being unstable. Niall was wrong about being the third party. It was Harry's fault for not controlling himself. But Harry did it out of disappointment. It's pitiful here. Zayn and Niall are also pathetic for being convicted. Harry has no right to decide anyone's fate. No one is black or white in this matter. Everyone is grey.

In this story, Maprang tried to stuff many things into it to make it have many emotions and scenes. So it might be mixed together a little. If anyone is dissatisfied with Maprang, please apologize here -/\-

Maprang tried to make this story separate from other fiction. Trying to add some psychotic weirdness to it. A little erotic (clearly self-serving). Seriously, writing it makes me feel good and gets reported too. Both the erotic scenes and the use of impolite words. But for the sake of enjoyment Hopefully it's not too strong.

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Thank you again to everyone for coming to read. Thank you to friends, brothers and sisters who came to comment and criticize the previous story. Thank you to those who have read. It was a great encouragement to continue with the story. It is what drives us to keep writing. And thank you for coming to chat with us on Twitter. Everyone was kind and had a lot of fun. Thank you very much.

Anyway, please feel free to leave comments and opinions. I want you to be able to help. So that I can apply it to the next story. Don't be afraid to get angry. Don't be angry. Just get it or you can talk on Twitter.

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Thank you everyone again. Hello.

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