Butterfly Graveyard (z.s au)

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*UNEDITED

"Can't believe you don't know how to swim," Gemma teased Zain, grabbing his hand and pulling further into the dirty ocean water. "After all those times you've been 'swimming' with Harry, too!"

"Gemma," Zain complained, pulling his wrist away from her. "We've already discussed this two years ago. Could you stop bring it up?"

"Fine, you big baby," Gemma smiled, diving under water and emerging a few seconds later, father from Zain and Harry.

Harry did the same, but surfaced closer to Zain, and slicked his hair back out of his face. "You looked really good out here," Harry breathed.

"Oh come on!" Gemma whined. "Can we go out in public and not make out for once?"

"Fine," Harry rolled his eyes affectionately, pulling away from Zain.

"Thanks," Gemma smiled almost instantly. "I was thinking, after the beach, we could go out for dinner? Or d'ya wanna order food at home?"

"Order food," Harry said quickly. "We'll probably be tired after spending all day at the beach."

"Okay," Gemma looked over at Zain. "Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah, I don't care." Zain shrugged and waded closer to Harry. He hooked a finger under the rim of Harry's yellow swim trunks, and the brunette's face grew red. Zain rubbed his thumb along Harry's hip bones, leaning closer to place a kiss on his lips.

"Um!" Gemma said suddenly, breaking the boys from their moment. "There are seagulls pecking at my purse!" She yelled, exasperated, and trekked back to their set up, waving off the birds.

"Girls," Zain rolled his eyes, smiling. "I'm getting tired of the water, want to go back?"

"Yeah sure," Harry nodded and slowly made his way towards the land, Zain following close behind.

"Oh my gosh!" A high pitched voice sounded suddenly and Harry opened his eyes, sitting up and sliding his sun glasses up. "You're Harry Styles and— oh my gosh— you're Gemma Styles!" A tanned, blonde haired girl said excitedly. "You must be Gemma's boyfriend, right? Gemma, how do you feel about Harry kissing your boyfriend?"

"What?" Gemma asked, taking off her glasses. "What are you talking about?"

"Look at this photo!" The girl said, shoving her phone in Gemma's face. It was a picture of Harry and Zain outside of the restaurant in Paris. Harry was suckling on Zain's neck, holding him by his neck, and Zain had his hands placed firmly on Harry's waist.

"He's— he's not my boyfriend," Gemma said slowly, pushing the phone away from her. "Zain isn't my boyfriend. He's my friend.

The blonde haired girl's eyes widened. "Are you serious? So Harry is just kissing some stranger?"

"What are you talking about?" Zain suddenly snapped, shifting in his beach chair. "We're trying to relax, can't you see that?"

"Oh, sorry, sorry." The girl stepped back, glancing over her shoulder. "Nice to meet you though, Harry. I love you!"

The girl ran away, phone in her hair, without glancing back at the three.

"So annoying," Zain grumbled.

"Zain," Harry frowned. "You can't just yell at fans like that!"

"Sorry, I didn't want to," Zain said, "but you two just looked so uncomfortable. And I couldn't just let her sit there and think those rumors are true, Harry."

"I know," Harry soother, placing a hand on Zain's shoulder, "it's fine. Just, please, don't do it again yea?"

"Yeah, sorry." Zain grumbled, putting his sunglasses on again and laying back in his beach chair again.

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"I am exhausted," Gemma chuckled lightly. "What are we ordering tonight?"

"I don't know, I kind of want Chinese," Harry commented, taking off his crocs by the door. "'S that sound okay?"

Zain nodded, taking his shoes off as well.

"Chinese it is then," Gemma sighed, "I'm going to order. What do you two want?"

"Beef Lo Mein," Harry responded quickly, looking over at Zain.

"Sweet and Sour Chicken." Zain answered sluggishly, letting himself fall on to the couch. Harry smiled down at him, moving his feet to side beside Zain. "Can we watch Criminal Minds?"

"Sure," Harry yawned, grabbing the TV remote and opening Netflix. "We haven't watched that in forever."

"I know," Zain laughed, "that's why we're watching it."

"Harry, have you checked your twitter?" Gemma asked suddenly, looking down at her phone.

"No, why?"

"Because there's pictures of you and Zain from last night." Gemma explained, looking up at Harry and Zain on the couch. "Everyone is saying you were kissing my boyfriend. I think you should at least say something to clear up the rumors a bit."

Harry sighed heavily, throwing his head back and closing eyes. "I'll do it later. 'M too tired for that now."

Gemma hummed, calling the closest Chinese restaurant. She hung up a few minutes later with a 'thank you' and joined Harry and Zain on the couch.

"Morgan is definitely the hottest character," Gemma commented suddenly. Harry turned to look at her with a smug smile on his face.

"Yes, exactly!" He exclaimed. "Glad someone agrees with me!"

"What?" Zain asked, exasperated, "no it's definitely that Emily chick. Have you seen her pair?"

"Zain!" Harry hit his chest playfully, "Derek is definitely hotter."

"I don't think so." Zain shook his head. "Emily. You can actually—"

The bell rang.

"That must be the food," Gemma smiled, tapping Harry's shoulder. "Do you mind getting it, brother dearest?"

Harry rolled his eyes, standing up, "fine."

"Hello—" Harry said as he opened the door, but was abruptly stopped when he saw the face of the teen delivering their food.

"Holy crap," they said, their mouth a wide o-shape, "you're Harry Styles."

"That I am," Harry smiled. "What's your name?"

"It's Joann," the teen spoke excitedly. "Can— can you like, autograph my bag or something?"

"Nice to meet you, Joann," Harry smiled sweetly. "And of course I can." He took the teen's bag slowly, using their pen to sign it, then handed it back.

"Baby!" Zain called as he made his way over to Harry. "What's taking you so long?"

"Sorry babe," Harry bit him bottom lip as he took the food from the teen. "We were just talking." Harry turned to the teen, smiling, "thank you. Have a lovely night!"

Harry closer the door, turning back to Zain and pecking his lips.

"Who's ready for dinner?" Harry called.

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Wow Joann is a familiar name, wonder who's it is 😏

Hope you enjoyed! 💜