𝒵ℴℯ'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:
We landed in LA a few hours ago. The whole group decided it's better for Zayn to be treated in his own house and as far away from the headquarters as possible. A team made a medical room in our house so Zayn is now being fully treated by his father and his team at the comfort of his own home.
I avoided being around as much as possible because I got the feeling that if I was around Levi for long enough I would say something and it's not the right time.
My brother's condition is stable but he is not in any position to be overwhelmed let alone confront our parents of the truth. I'm certain he can handle it but I don't want to risk anything during his healing process so we will wait.
"Ride or die you should get out of that head of yours, I know this rocked your world upside down but you have to be strong, for Zayn at least." Niall is sitting opposite of me on the dining table.
"It hasn't sunk in yet." I say while I shove some ice cream in my mouth. It is the best at consoling me when times are rough although I think Harry is going to be taking that spot in the future.
Before he says anything else my phone starts ringing, I take it out of my back pocket and stare at the phone screen, it's my mother. I answer it before thinking twice about it.
"Hey mom" Niall refrains from laughing. I'm glad he finds this funny. At least one of us is enjoying this situation.
"Hey sweetie, how are you? Is your partner okay?" She is worried about him. I know she is. She tries to hide it but her voice gives it away. The slight quiver in her words makes it obvious. If I didn't know the truth, I would have brushed it off.
"Levi's son is okay and I'm fine as well, don't worry." Niall choked on a piece of lettuce and proceeded to look at me wide eyed and this time I was the one who tried to refrain from laughing.
"I want to see you, when can I come by?" She asks and I'm surprised she wants to even step in here.
Wait. No one knows of Zayn's transfer here yet. This is a golden opportunity.
"I am really busy these days but you can come by on Friday. Is that alright with you?"
"Of course it is. See you in four days sweetheart. Love you."
"Love you too mom, have a good day." I close the phone and take a deep breath.
"I never thought talking to my mom would be so hard."
"Just be patient and everything will go according to His plan." Niall motions towards the sky indicating God.
"I never thought you were a religious gal." I say surprised.
"I am not, I'm far from it but everyone is worried about both of you so we are trying to console you. It's not easy to realize that you've been lied to most of your life. If you want to rest for a while we have decided we will give you just that. It's important that our work isn't affected by emotions, you know that."
"I've had enough rest after my accident, I can't sit around longer. " Niall's words echo in my mind as I get up and leave the kitchen. Emotions shouldn't be on the table during work hours, not even good ones.
I went upstairs and slid in Harry's bedroom without anyone seeing me. He wasn't in bed but I could hear the faint sound of water running so I invited myself into his bathroom.
I got in the shower with my clothes on and before he could realize I was there I wrapped my arms around his waist which made him startle. I didn't care that I got wet to the bone, I just wanted to see him and feel him.
"What a pleasant surprise my love." Harry said as he wrapped his arms over mine and then proceeded to drag me further into the water stream.
I pinched his stomach trying to squirm away and I got just that. I started laughing but kept it in the low. Before I could say anything, he grabbed the hem of my shirt and gently pulled it over my head, throwing it to the side.
He got me fully undressed and the grabbed his shampoo, lathering it on my hair and then massaging it in my scalp all while looking straight into my eyes.
I can't help but lean in and kiss him slowly.
"Zoe, you are distracting me. Let me take care of you please." He says while pulling away.
I can't say no so I let him do just that. He shampooed my hair twice and then conditioned them. He took care of the headache I didn't even know I had. Then it was time for the shower gel.
He stepped out of the shower and grabbed a new loofa that he had in one of the cabinets. What a gentleman.
He started rubbing my body taking his time in certain places. Cheeky bastard. He knew what he was doing when he was taking his sweet time massaging my boobs.
He dropped to his knees and kissed the tattoo on my hip and then cleaned my legs like I was a queen. Like I was a person worthy of this much care. He finished and then he let the water take care of the remnants of the shower gel.
He was watching the water flow down my body but he did nothing to indicate he wanted more than he was getting.
So I was the one who showed him that I want more because I'm greedy as fuck. I'm greedy for him and I am not ashamed of it.
I slammed my lips on his and he pushed us against the walls. If his lips weren't on mine I would have gasped from the cold touch of the tiles.
Hiding from everyone, I allow myself to bask in the glory of his touch. It pains me to keep this relationship a secret but the consequences of being caught are far greater. That's why Zayn and Hazel are being as discreet as possible. Both of us know it so we are indulging in these rare moments mind, body and soul.
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Author's Note:
It has been a while. We are sorry for the unexpected and indefinite hiatus but this year is about passing our exams and getting accepted into our desired universities.
The process is a fucking torture and we don't have the time or the inspiration to write due to exhaustion.
Nevertheless we could never forget this.
Hope everyone is doing fine, if not splendid.
Don't forget to vote minions <3
Till the next one.
All the love 𝒜&𝒱
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FanfictionZoe a 22 year old woman, born and raised in a mafia is chosen to be a higher up of the biggest mafia the today world has seen. She ends up becoming part of the Reapers, meeting six other cynical personalities , Harry Styles ,Zayn Malik, Louis Tomli...