Bad Kitty (Zarry)

Chapter 30

Zayn(POV)

After Harry and i had arrived back at my place without a word being said nor a look giving out on how we felt. I let him sleep in my bed, telling him that i needed to do a couple of things before sleeping as well. 

Sitting on my kitchen counter, mug in my hand that was filled to the top with cold coffee and a half eaten sandwich on my table. Not feeling the mood to eat now, i can't stop thinking about what will happen if Perrie finds out that Harry is actually a Hybrid, wait doesn't she already know? Dammit, i can't even process my own memories on what i had told that girl.

 Trying to keep myself awake, it was now Nine in the fucking morning and i don't have time to shower, shave or sleep when i have work to deal with in another hour or so. Schooling for me has been cut short, not having the time to get anything done seeing that i have a cute little Neko to take care of now. 

He's so fucking adorable, how could i have not seen that from the start? I was blind, my damn eyes didn't see anything but hate for that poor lad. I think it was the fact that he tried to rob me of my house and my mates things too, he deserves so much more. 

Looking down at my watch, i could see that the time on my watch was fucking up just like the beating of my slow heart. My feels for him had concurred my soul, his eyes had stolen the sight of my attention with the laughter that has escaped his sinful mouth. Why am i talking this way? More like thinking about this in some fucked up way.

''I thought you would have fallen asleep down here, why aren't you sleeping in the same bed as me?'' 

Harry's voice had taken over the quiet kitchen, the echoing of his raspy sleepy sound was hardening not only my chest but also my friend down below my zipper.

 I had stayed up just to dress in my attire for work, not caring about how i looked nor how my hair didn't stay in place. I looked over at my harry who stared me down with those dull eyes of his, i noticed so many things about that tall lad.

 Him being tired nor angry, his eyes would change into this devilish dull color. Of course he was tired though, he looked and sounded the part.

''Couldn't really sleep so i decided to get ready for work and wait another hour before heading out. Do you need me to get you anything before i leave? Oh and you don't have to worry about Perrie trying to break in, the back and front door have locks that won't even help a pro get in. So feel free to lock up the whole house after i leave.'' 

Smiling now, i can't fake a smile with this tan skinned angel.

''I'm fine love, i didn't think you worked today though. How long do you have until you come back home. I don't think i can live long enough having you gone almost the whole day.''

 He started to pout, letting himself lean up against the frame of my kitchen door. Seeing that he was only wearing a pair of my loose joggers that hung low below his belly button. Tattoos dancing around his skin, happy trail thinner than a prostitutes finger. 

Everything about him screamed sex and want. Everything that seemed to have stopped, maybe wanted to speed up just to have this gorgeous man under my sheets with me on top of him, hearing him beg for me to fuck into that tight little arse of his.

 ''You're ignoring me now?''

 Snapping from this evil fantasy that had taken over my mind, i looked into those squinting eyes as he kicked himself off the frame, walking like a model.