Harry POV
Five hours later.....
Where am I? Wait, I'm in my house? What are those ticklish sensations on my neck? I blinked slowly as if the world was moving faster through time and I was stationary. I loved that feeling. You know the one where you're so drunk or high that you don't feel anything. Like nothing at all. Not happiness or sadness just...numbness. It was what I longed for, to escape from my troubled past. But somehow I just end up making things worse, no matter how hard I try.
Speaking of bad things happening to me.....this is not one of those things I thought as I glanced at the gorgeous boy kissing my neck. I must have blacked out for a couple minutes and Patrick didn't realize. Drugs are weird because depending on what you take you can function normally but like...not remember any of it. Which is crazy to me, but this situation is one for the books.
I pulled Patricks face near mine and stared directly into his eyes, our alcohol ridden breath gracing each other's cheeks. "I like you", I said as I stared back at him. "And I....like YOU", Patrick said as he giggled. Definitely a bottom I thought as I chuckled in response. "Yeah you're blasted, time for bed" given what happened to me yesterday the last thing I would do is take advantage of someone this intoxicated especially when they've been there for me. I barely knew Patrick yet I felt connected to him in some odd way. Maybe we were just both lost causes who were wandering until we finally found each other. No......I was definitely meant to be with Zayn. This was just me being emotional and needing a rebound.
I layed Patrick in the guest bedroom, taking off his pants and shirt as well as tucking him under the covers. "Sleep well and sober up! I'll leave a cup of water on the nightstand for you" I said as I gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead. "Wait" Patrick said as I began to walk away, "who broke your heart?". "Someone who didn't deserve it" I said as I looked away longingly. "Went and got a girl pregnant, after begging me to take him back. Crazy right? I mean who cheats on their pregnant girlfriend? That's just foul, both for her AND me." "Me too" There's absolutely no way...Patrick stated as I whipped my head around to look at him again. "You too? May I ask what happened?" I was curious as to how his situation could be anything like mine. This perfect human with a beautiful smile and amazing personality? How could someone not love him? "His name was Ander. It was like I gave him my all and he would give me nothing in return. He was looking another way, not at me but someone better. Someone with substance and character that had not had everything handed to him his whole life. I guess it just hurts when you would die for someone yet they keep betraying you over and eventually you die. Inside I mean, and then you no longer feel the need to die for them, because you're already dead. And everything you put into the relationship was for nothing. All you get is an empty home and empty heart" I stared back at Patrick, a small tear running down my cheek. "I didn't think you'd understand how I felt at first, but now I know, and you're so strong" I said as I sat down next to him on the bed. "Maybe we could be strong together", Patrick said as he leaned in, giving me a gentle kiss on the lips. "Maybe we could'' I said as I smiled back at him, exiting the room with a giddy feeling in my chest.
SORRY ABOUT THE SHORT CHAPTER ITS FINALS LOL
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Reunion
FanfictionZayn and Harry reunite at the American Music Awards, it's been years since they've seen each other after Zayn left the band. Also the fanart is not mine i have no clue who's it is I'm sorry.