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

#Shower

Zayn's PoV

Harry left me alone in the kitchen to set the table while he was showering. I knew it was just an excuse to not talk to me, but at least i received some words from him.

I was hoping that Liam and Louis were going to come back early so I wouldn't had to spend much more time alone with him, even if we both had understood that that was their goal.

What were they expecting? That if they had left us alone for two hours we would have fixed two months of silence?

At least they were coming with japanese food.

When we were touring, me and Harry would always go around the cities where the concerts were having place and we liked to always discover new places were we could get tattoos or taste the local food.
We had really tried everything: thai, mexican, italian, i also convinced him to taste some pakistani dishes... but we both agreed that nothing could satisfy us like a bowl of warm ramen!

I put the chopsticks that Liam made me send from Japan for my birthday: they were made with black bamboo and they had two red dragons painted on their sides with some white peonies whose petals fell through the chopstick's length.
It could look like i'm exagerating about feeling so close to them, but they were hand-painted and for me they were special.

I was putting two bottles of the cherry wine we drunk earlier on the table when i heard a very loud noise coming from upstairs with a sound of pain.

I perfectly knew that voice and i started running upstairs.

When i arrived at the bathroom i found a both funny and cute scene in front of my eyes.

Harry was on the floor, keeping his head and he was completely wet.

I made my look go through him, starting from the legs, one was bend and the other was lying. I came up with my eyes and i noticed that he was keeping the towel around his hips with his free hand. It was the only thing that was covering him.

"What happened?" i wishpered while my eyes kept going up, seeing his chest full of little droplets falling from his wet strands.

"M-mh let's say that both my head and my ass became friends with your bathroom floor" he was laughing and he made me smile too, but i instantly became serious when i noticed a little cut on his eyebrow.

"Cmon, I'll help you got up and then we'll put something on that little cut" i got closer to him and i gave him my hand.

He got up, taking my hand, helping himself getting up.

I barely lowered my look, remembering in that moment of our height difference and i blushed, finding myself face to face with the swallows tattooed on his chest.

"Don't worry, I'm fine" he made a little smile while he kept holding my hand and he slowly left it to fix his hair behind.

"I do worry, and i'm also gonna give you some ice"
I got away from him, giving him my back going out of the bathroom, knowing he would have followed me.

Not seeing him for so much and finding him right in front of me, half naked and fully wet wasn't helping, especially if we consider that i was gay and he was hot and beautiful.

I got downstairs with him and he sat on a stool, putting his elbows on the table while i was prepping the ice to heal him.

"How did you fall?"

I got in front of him and he wided his legs so i had more space to do my work on his forhead, and i blushed, trying not to think about how close we were.

"I showered with the glass open, you know i don't like closed spaces, and i must have wet the floar because when i got out of there i slipped on it and fell"
He smiled and got closer to me squeezing an eye.

"You're a fool" I muttered, and i pushed a little more the ice, maing him jump a bit and taking my wrist.

"Ouch!" I looked at him while my wrist was still wrapped around his fingers and i saw him blushing as he noticed how close we were "only cause it's small doesn't mean it doesn't hurt" he said, letting me go.

"I'm sorry" I said, blowing on the scratch so it wouldn't burn.

I was trying not to make it burn, but the only thing that was burning in there was the tension between us and the stare he was giving me.

"Mh, you should say sorry for other things" he muttered and he got up as i was done with the ice.

"Harry..." I sighed as i watched him going upstairs.

I followed him with the excuse that i had to give him the ice.

I enetered the room we gave to him and Louis and as i saw him turned around, taking his boxers on, i became bordeaux and i turned myself, giving him my back.

"You should put some ice up there or tomorrow you'll wake up with an enormous head"
I was staring at the towel with the ice in it that i had in my hands, it seemed particularly interesting in that moment.

Harry got near me and put a hand on my hip to make me turn
"You should stop blushing for everything i say" he put two fingers under my chin "or they'll understand something happened between us" I opened my mouth and my cheeks went on fire as he kept talking only an inch away from my lips.

"Harry" his name came out almost like a moan from my mouth while he was squeezing my hip.

"You know... I think i got hurt also somewhere else"
He smiled and lowered his glance on his boxers, slowly biting his lips.

I felt my fingers tingling, i wanted to touch him, put my hands in his hair and delete the distance between our bodies to kiss him like it happened at the disco some months before.

We had both drunk a lot and we were dancing glued on each other.

Our chemistry and the alcohol made us explore eachother's mouth with our tongues. I don't remember how we stopped from getting on the next step, but i know we were both looking forward to that.

"You know we would both regret it" I wishpered, stroking my nose against his, and he barely sighed.

"Thanks for the ice" he said, making our lips touch and turning his face to kiss me on the cheek. He took the ice from my hands and he sat on the bed, putting the towel on his head.

I started staring at him while biting my lip
"Haz, I'm sorry i didn't tell you my intention of leaving the band" I looked at him, feeling my eyes stinging because of the tears.

Harry sighed and got up to take on his trousers after only wearing his boxers for the entire conversation.

"I did it because i felt bad and i know how much you love me"
I kept watching him as he was taking his socks on and taking the towel from the bad to rub his wet hair.

"I know it seems nonsense, I've always told you everything, but if i told you that this time... You would have felt as bad as me, and I didn't want you to" I quickly took away a tear from my cheek and lowered my glance.

He must have noticed it cause i heard him getting up from the bad and right after i was surrounded by his arms and his parfume.

"Hey, don't worry Zay" he left a kiss on my head while i squeezed my face agains his neck.

"I... It's true, if i think about it i get mad because i think about the fect that you had to handle it all by yourself, but when tonight i had you in front of me all the time after not seeing you for so long, i was only waiting or the right time to hug you"

I smiled on his neck and got a bit up on my tip toes to hug him better.

"I've missed you"

"I've missed you too Zayn"

I raised my glance and my eyes met his once again. They were more green and beautiful than usual.

We were about to get closer, i almost felt his lips on mine.

"We're home!"
Liam's voice instantly made us get away from eachother and we went straigh downstairs