Can't get you off my mind [Zarry]-English Translation

#Unexpected

Harry's PoV

I couldn't understand why Zayn didn't talk to me about his big discomfort. He wasn't stupid and he was mature enough to take right decisions. This means he had been thinking of leaving from a long time.

Why didn't he talk to me then?

We always told everything to each other. For all these years, we spent whole nights talking about our doubts and our fears.

What was different this time?

While i was looking at him i noticed that his eyes were bright and the tears were going fall out at any moment.

I felt bad seeing him like this

                                                                                                   ...

Zayn's PoV

I saw Harry quickly leaving the room and I closed my eyes as I heard him slamming the door. Louis quickly got up and followed him. I wanted to follow him too but I didn't actually know why I hadn't opened up with him that time

I felt Liam grabbing my arm and making me turn around to face him.

"Don't worry. I'm sure he'll understand" He cupped my face and then put his hand a bit under and then behind, putting it on the back of my head to push my face closer to his.

"Just give him the time he needs to realize this mh?" He looked in my eyes while rubbing his nose on mine and while he kept squeezing my hips.

I hardly nodded while a tear was fastly going down my cheek. Liam must have noticed it because he closed the distance between us by kissing me right after.

I appreciated that my boyfriend wanted to calm me down, but I knew that Harry felt hurt by my words and that for him it wouldn't be easy to get over this

                                                                                                ...

"Hey, handsome, what are you doing?"

Liam got closer to me and made me get up from the little stool where I had been sat for an hour by now while I was trying to find the inspiration to put some color on the white canvas I had in front of me.

I stayed there, staring at it for so much that it almost seemed like it had started to pray me to put the paintbrush in whatever color and placing it on the rough surface.

"Mh... I can't paint anymore, I think my inspiration went screwing itself"

I huffed and went sitting on my boyfriend's laps while I kept taring at the white canvas with the dry paintbrush still in my hand

"Baby, during this months you practically filled the house with your paintings..."

He put his hands on my hips, under the black  t-shirt, and started pressing his thumbs on the base of my back, on my dimples that he loved so much.

I felt a chill going through my back and I made a little moan while Liam kept pressing on that point, making me relax on his legs.

"It's normal to be a little blocked, every big artist are sometimes"

I opened my mouth feeling his wet lips pressed on my neck.

If I had to say a good thing that happened after leaving the band, it surely would have been the sex with Liam.