Touch (Z.S) (Rewriting)

Chapter 43.

Zayn's P.O.V

Hours and hours passed and we finally got home. It was an exhausted drive. It was really boring too! We tried our best to make it fun but nothing worked. When we were behind closed doors we took a nap... And by nap I mean we fucked on every flat surface we could find.

Seeing his face scrunched up, hearing moans leaving his lips. It's like heaven. When he's near his orgasm how his chest rises and falls, ragged breaths leaving his lips. He was so beautiful.

When I woke up, Harry was snuggled up to me, sleeping peacefully. He had major sex hair which made me chuckle.

My phone starts ringing. I groan, rolling over. I snatch my phone and see Louis is trying to call me. I answer after a second, letting out a yawn.

"Hello?" I mumble, stretching out my body

"Zayn! Need help ASAP!" Louis yells, making me flinch

"It's the morning..."

"Bro, it's like nearly 1."

"God dammit... Well, what do you need help with?"

"I have some problems and I need tips. I just really need your help."

"Fine, where will we meet?"

"Well, I'm already outside of your house."

"Jesus fucking christ. Well I'm at Harry's so. I'll be ready by then. See you in a bit."

"Bye!!"

Louis hangs up, leaving me in silence again. I stretch my arms again before sitting up. I shake Harry's shoulders gently, trying to wake him up. He doesn't wake up so I just leave him, taking a quick shower then getting dressed. When I check on Harry again he was still asleep. Might as well leave him alone. He must be exhausted.

When I walk into the living room, Louis is already on the couch waiting. I raise an eyebrow, confused on how he got on. I just let out an "umm...".

"Door was unlocked" Louis suddenly says before getting up, "let's go!"

"Calm the hell down, mate. Give me a couple of minutes." I chuckle, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen

I write a note to Harry. Short and simple:

Dear Harry,

I went out with Louis because he needed me for some emergency. I'll be back soon. I love you. xx

Yours sincerely, Zayn

I rush to the room to kiss Harry one last time on the cheek, leaving the note on the nightstand. I felt bad for leaving him without notice. And my body was also a bit sore from all that sex, so I sort of still didn't wanna go.

"Let's go" I tell Louis as I make my way to the living room

He grins and runs out of the apartment to his car. Someone's excited.

...

We got to his apartment. I asked him why he didn't just ask me to drive over and he said that he felt too energetic so he had to let it out. I flop onto his couch, the smell of cigarettes filling my nose.

"Where's Niall?" I ask, stretching my arms

"Oh, he's with Liam." Louis says simply

He looked a bit uncomfortable. I think Harry told me something before about how Liam really liked- or likes- Niall. Maybe that's why. I just nod, not sure if he wants to talk about why he seems so uncomfortable.