Chapter 7- Beach and break up

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Zayn's POV

I wake up with the sunlight hitting my face, I then start remembering what happened yesterday.

I had been a jerk to Harry, again!

But short glimpse of last night came to mind.

"He had put me to bed," I said smiling.

That made me feel more of a jerk since I remember what I had done when I left the house.

Was I feeling guilty by sleeping with my girlfriend?

Well yes since now I was married and well I know that he must have seen how I got home, and I guess it must had affected him him in someway.

So I had decided to asking him to go to the beach with me.

I walked to the kitchen and saw that he is making breakfast.

"You do know that we have employees that can make you food right," I said smiling.

"Why bother them when I can make it myself," he said. "Want some?" He asked smiling.

"Definitely, it looks good," I said still smiling.

I then grabbed the two plates and put them in the table, I grabbed the orange juice and poured it into the two cups.

Minutes later he came with the food and served it to our plates.

I took a first bit and this was definitely the most delicious breakfast I had ever tasted in my entire life

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I took a first bit and this was definitely the most delicious breakfast I had ever tasted in my entire life.

"This is so delicious, you cook better than the chef my parents have," I said proudly.

"Thank you for the compliment," he said smiling.

"Who taught you how to cook?" I asked curiously.

"Well when I was younger my mom said that we should all at least learn how to do the essay stuff around the house and that where I started to get interest in learning how to cook," he said smiling.

"Well you should definitely teach me," I said smiling. "Hey so I was wondering would you like to go to the beach today?" I asked looking at him.

"Oh my god yes, I would love to," He said happily.

He looked so happy that I made my heart melt.

"I have to go look for clothes and prepare stuff for the beach," he said standing up and running towards his room.

"He is so sweet," I said smiling.

I also went to go look for my stuff and minutes later we where driving to the beach.

He was so happy that he was even singing along with the music playing in the radio.

Once we got to the beach we got a spot close to the water but not to close and put a blanket in the sand for us both.

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