𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 (𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲)

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Chapter- 35 (Ice-cream and belly rubs)
            
                                    °🧚🏽‍♀️°

"The T-shirt that you're wearing, that's my favorite"

                                     ~🦋~

"Wake upppp"    it was two in the morning and Harry woke up, feeling hungry , he's been trying to wake Zayn for the past 15 minutes.

"Zee wakeee up pleaseee"   He was now being impatient, smaking Zayn in his head, iis chest in attempt to wake him up.

"Uh-- what?? What's wrong?"

"I was waking you....  for--- for so long"

"I'm sorry love, I really didn't hear. Do you need something? Why did you wake me up?"

"I'm hungry.... and I wanna go pee"

"Ok--- Okay. You go to the bathroom I'll go get some food yeah?"

"No...  no"

"What? Why? How will I get your food then?"

"Just--- just.. ok you can go. But I want to go to the bathroom....  and-- and I'm tired to get up from the bed"

"Want me go help you?"

"Yess"     Zayn lazily pulled off the blanket from his body, and walked to the other side of the bed and took Harry by his hands. Leading him to the bathroom. Harry walked over, half asleep, his eyes were barely open.  When he reached the bathroom he stood there confused and sleepy infront of toilet bowl. Then bend towards in attempt to empty his bladder without lifting the shirt that was long and reached in his mid thighs. He was too sleepy to understand anything right now.

"Heyy hey... not like that. Don't pee yet"

Zayn quickly went to rush in his side. Lifting up the shirt that hung down upto his thighs. Harry wasn't wearing anything inside the shirt not even a boxer.  So Zayn swiftly took his penis in his hands and aim the toilet bowl. His other hand soothingly rubbing his belly bump. Harry was half asleep on Zayn's shoulder.

"You can pee now love"

The whole room was silent. Only his piss hitting the toilet bowl was heard... seconds later he was done, and Zayn lightly tapped on his co*k. Then took him back on the bed. He placed him on the bed.. and went headed to the kitchen to take a bottle of orange juice and came back to the room to see Harry now widely awake and playing with his phone. He smiled when he saw Zayn,  and collapsed back to the pillow still smiling lazily.

"Harry played with Zee's phone" He wispered, taking the juice bottle from Zayn's hand.

"You didn't mess up my office documents? Did you?"

"No! Harry didn't did anything with your documents"

"Hm-- You're my Good boy. Aren't you?"

"Harry is a good boy?"

"Of course.. Harry is such a good boy. He always have been"

At that his lips wobbled.. tears gathering, a huge drop threatening to fall. Zayn immediately stopped smiling. Thinking what did he say to make Harry cry.

"Love? What's wrong"

"No-nobody ever said that Harry is a good boy. They always say he's mad and-- and he's good at nothing. Harry is not a good boy"

Zayn instantly engulfed him in Harry in his arms, careful of his baby bump. And Harry softly cried there, with Zayn whispering sweet nothing in his ears until he calmed down and Zayn prepped kisses all over his teary face.

"You're a good boy Harry. My good boy, do you understand me? Don't let anyone else convince you something that you're not ok? I love you..  and our litte one in here."  

He said. Playfully poking his baby bump and wiped his tears with his hands.

"Can Harry eat something? Now?" 

"Of course love..  what do you wanna eat?"

"Okayyy... a lot. In a bowl  put first ice-cream-- lots of it. Then lots of sliced fruit-- different fruits. Then- then ice-cream on top of the fruits. Then on top of it lotsss of mixed fruit jam"

Zayn left out looking stunned at Harry. 

"Don't you always get a sore throat after eating ice-cream?"

"Y--yeah..  but I want!!"

"Alright,  alright I'll get it for you"

"Okayy let's go"

"Where? No you'll stay here. You're sleepy and clumsy and you'll have to get up and found the stairs. So, no. You stay here, You  can play with my phone yeah?"

"Ok...  but give Harry lots of ice-cream ok?"

"I understood baby. Don't worry"

Harry sat there, playing and watching pictures on Zayn's phone. Zayn was taking so long. He was annoyed now, he wants to sleep but also want to eat the ice-cream. And the game he's not playing in Zayn's phone is so annoying he wants to throw the phone away and go to the kitchen and just eat everything he get.

Minutes later Zayn entered and Harry glared at him. And Zayn handled him the bowl. Harry still kept his scrowl in his face and scooped a large bite. And his hands dipped again on the bowl for a second scoop.

"Zee was so late"

"What, it's not even past 5 minutes that I left this room"

"Noo Zee was veryyyy late"

"I'm sorry baby. Peeling and chopping those fruits takes time"

"Okay. It's ok... but I cannot give you some"

Zayn chuckled..  plopping on the bed and stroking Harry's cheeks.

"I didn't even ask for it"

"Yeahh..  but- H-harry should share. I want to share but I want to all by myself"

"It's okay baby. I don't want to eat anyways. You can eat all. It's for you"

"Okayyy!!! Thank you."   He squealed. Pecking his cheeks and smearing all the jam and ice-cream On Zayn's cheeks, until they were sticky and messy.

Later when he was done. He still holded the bowl in his hands, a little leftover melted ice-cream remaining in the bowl. Harry was already asleep by the end of it. Zayn took the bowl from his hand and placed it on the bed side table. Pulled the sheets between them and pulled Harry,  spooning from from behind,  his warm heavy hand tugging under his shirt and rubbing his belly. And just like that they both fell asleep.

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