step brothers

20

Harry pov

Two weeks passed by pretty quickly and tomorrow, we'll go back to California. Ugh! I have to face my life again.

I had a contract with Guess and zayn had a contract with Lacoste and we both had one for Armani Exchange
were we did their summer campaign. We had fun in the photo shoot because we've been fooling around and almost got in trouble once.

Today's our last day and I'm pretty upset about it. We'll go back to the real life where I have a boyfriend and parents who are married together. What a bummer.

"So were going back to LA tomorrow," zayn sighed. We were sitting down on some staircase, eating crepes. I laid my head on his shoulder, looking at the tourist who are obsessed at taking pictures.

"Yeah..." I grabbed his hand and traced the lines on his palm. He closed it and caught my hands.

"What if we just tell them?" Zayn suggested. Are you crazy? My mom will probably kick me out and let me live in the streets for ruining the 'reputation'.

"You're cray," I took a bite of my made-in-Paris crepe and chewed. He was staring at me then his gaze moved to my lips.

"Yeah, because of you," He kissed the corner of my mouth to lick off the ice cream. I pulled his neck down and fully kissed him. Zayn makes my life complete and he makes me happy, I think I can't live without him from now on. I'll never survive.

"Babe, I'm serious about telling them," He pulled back a mere inch, still brushing his lips to mine.

"I don't know zayn, my mom will kill me," I leaned away and looked down my lap.

"I'll take care of everything," He draped his arm around my shoulder and waited for my response.

"Fine! But if mom kick me out, you'll give me a house and food and take care of me!" I shoved him playfully and he smirked at me.

"Yeah, of course I will," says kissed my cheek and I scrunched up my nose. I can imagine my mom's reaction
when he tell them everything, I mentally cringed.

"Ugh! This fucking sucks! I wanna stay here forever!" I blurted out all of a sudden.

"With me?" He smirked up and I rolled my eyes, nodding.

"I know baby," He reached for my chin and kissed me softly. This will be a lot better if we don't have to go back
in reality. We walked back to our hotel and a lot of people asked
for my pictures and autographs on our way there. I was flattered and can't swipe the grin off my face. I'm thankful for my position right now.

"You want to drink?" Zayn tugged in my arm and pointed towards the bar. I looked at him without humor and strolled away. "I'm kidding babe!" He reached for my waist and I was hauled back in his embrace.

"I'm never drinking ever!" I spat out and he lifted me off the ground to carry me in the elevator.

"Fine! I know you had a trauma with it," He dropped me down and I stumbled a bit. Drinking actually made me feel better and worry free, it takes away my problems and makes me numb but I will not drink a single shot this year! I had too much in one night.

I entered our suit and zayn followed right behind me, locking the door close. Then all of a sudden, I felt him
grabbed my arm and pulled me against him. He pressed me against the wall, kissing me hungrily like there's no tomorrow. Well, actually there isn't gonna be tomorrow for
this because were flying back to Cali-fucking-fornia. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him
closer, leaving no space in between.

"Babe..." He hoarsely whispered against my ear and I shivered. His lips traveled down to my jaws then neck, taking my shirt off my body and going lower down my chest.