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

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Zayn's PoV

I'd woke up multiple times that night, because everytime i closed my eyes i couldn't help but picture Harry and Louis kissing.

I'd forgiven him, i was serious when i whishpered it to him, but i was also not able to not think about it.

I checked the time and realized it was just 6am, and since i'd left the band i'd never really had plans that made me get up at a specific time.

I turned towards Harry, who was still sleeping, and gently caressed his cheek before getting up, paying attention to not move too much the bed with the risk of waking him up.

I decided to go for a run. I would have just went around our area and then came home.

I put on light sweatpants and a hoodie, raising its hood right after putting the earphones in and made a playlist start.

I didn't realize how many times i was going around the same street because i was lost in my thoughts.

Everytime i tried to clear my mind and focus on my breath or on the music i was interrupted by the thought of Louis.

I stopped when i was close to our house, and realized the music had stopped too.

I pulled my hair back and the hood off, noticing how much i'd sweat.

I took a deep breath and felt the cold air hitting against my warm body.

I took my phone out of the pocket and realized i'd been out for two hours.

from Harry🐱:
'Where are you?'

I put the phone back in the pocket and decided to stop at the coffee-shop to take breakfast and go home.

I took two croissonts and two caramel cappuccino.
I told them to add a sprinkle of cinnamon on Harrys because i knew he loved it, and then i started walking towards the house.

I put the keys in the lock, holding the bag with the croissonts between my teeth while trying to not make the coffees fall with the other hand.

When i opened the door i heard some noises from the kitchen, so i moved to come to him, hoping he wasn't already cooking breakfast.

"Honey i took the-" i stopped on the door when i saw what was happening.

Louis was sat at our table again while my boyfriend was busy cooking on the stoves.

I felt my eyes filling with tears for the nervousness.

"Zay" he whishpered, coming closer to me, but i dodged him, and rudely gave him the breakfast i'd bought.

"I can't" i looked at him with my voice cracked, and was about to turn when i felt my arm grabbed.

"Zayn wait"  i turned and saw it was Louis.

"Harry told me about yesterday, i came to tell you that i'm sorry" he looked at me and i made my eyes flowing to his hand, that was still on my arm.

He noticed and immediately left it.

"I didn't wanna make you fight. I love Harry, it's true, and it'll probably take long to forget him, but you make him happy and i wouldn't do anything to make him suffer" he talked with a serious tone, and i was about to believe him, but something was telling me that i couldn't fully trust him.

I looked at Harry's face, and he was scared of what reaction i was going to have since i hadn't said anything yet.

"Get out of this house" i looked at Louis.