Chapter 24

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[ Zayn ]

I was startled when the door burst open. "Oy! I heard that!" Harry came in. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me behind him. Then, he turned to Niall. "And you! You'd really kiss him? Really Niall?"

"His lips look kissa----"

"But you can't have a taste! Out! Shooo.." he pushed Niall out of the door. Niall just shrugged casually before he leaves. As soon as he's gone, Harry slammed the door close. "You!" he point an accusing finger at me.

"Yes me.."

"Zayn! Shut up!" he tried to reach for my head again but I quickly dodged.

I picked up the soap dish that I saw and smacked it on his head. "I had enough of you Harry! Enough is enough! Get out!!"

Harry shielded his head with his hand. "Don't make me mad Zayn!"

"You think I care?" I smack his head again and this time, he has manage to gripped my hand. He reach for the detachable shower head and I screamed loudly when he sprayed water all over me. Shit! It's cold!

I gripped his shoulder and bite it hard. His yell echoed in the bathroom. I felt myself being push on the wall and Harry pressed his body on mine. "Even if I love you, I'll kill you if you don't stop this bullshit." he growled, his face so close to mine.

"You love me? Liar!" I tried to push him away but he didn't budge.

"I'm warning you Harry. If you don't get----"

Harry's lips captured mine, cutting me off from ranting. I miss this. I miss his lips on mine. Both of his hands glided up and down on my side, making me shiver violently. Not just because of my soaking wet shirt but because of the heat radiating from his body. Our lips move in sync, showing how much we missed each other. He has this effect on me, that I crave for him whenever he's out of my sight. He became so addicting that I would do anything, just to be with him. When he left and ignored me before, a part of me was gone and he is the only piece that could make me whole. I think I'm already falling deeply for him. Not that I'm complaining. In fact, I intend to keep him from now on.

I reached for his hair, tangling my fingers on his soft curls, tugging it slightly which earned a moan from him. He deepened the kiss, our tongue fighting with one another, exploring each other's mouth. "Shirt....off.." I murmured when I pulled away. Harry obliged, pulling his shirt above his head and tossing it carelessly on the floor. We were both panting hard from the intensity of the kiss. I roamed my eyes on his fit body and a cocky smirk appear on his luscious lips. "Like what you see babe?"

My eyes rolled at how confident he looks now. But, I adore this boy. His lips crashed on mine again for a heated, hungry and demanding kiss. My hand travel down on his body, and without hesitation, I cupped his crotch, hard.

"Ow! Babe, gentle." he pouts. I felt my face heating up with embarrassment. Nice try Zayn. Way to crush someone's crotch. Harry notice me blushing, he chuckled. "It's okay babe.." his hand went to my pants and start unbuttoning it.

"Oopps.. S-sorry lads." Harry and I both freeze when the door burst open. "We thought, w-we might need to s-stop you from killing each other.." Louis stuttered. His face was scarlet red when he back out and close the door once again.

Shit! That was embarrasing.

Harry looked down at me again, meeting my eyes. Then, as if nothing happen, he attacked my lips again. I stopped him, putting my hand on his chest. "Enough. Don't forget, I still hate you.." and with that, I turned my back on him and exit the bathroom.

"Zayn! Wait up babe! I thought were okay now? Babe I'm sorry.." Harry whined but I didn't spare him even just one look. I continue walking with him stomping behind me. I can't help but smile. He broke his promise that he would never chase me again. See? there he is, at my back, chasing me. Not that I mind. Atleast, he's mine again. And I tend to keep it that way.

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