*you see your best friend, Zayn, sitting on the park bench after you two agreed to hang out. he’s giving the people walking by a dirty look. his jaw is clenched, and it really looks like he doesn’t want to be there at the moment. you walk up to him and say hi. his face immediately softens, but he doesn’t smile.

“hey”. he says with a straight face. not happy or angry, just normal “sit down.” he points to the spot next to him