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~1 month later~

"Zaynie! Did you see where I put my polker dot swimsuit?" Harrie yelled from where she was upstairs of the beach house she was renting out.

"Zaynie!" She called again when she got no response the first time.

After getting no response a second time, she groaned and grabbed a bathrobe before descending the stairs in search of that idiot of a bodyguard.

"Zayn!"

No response.

She searched downstairs and then headed outside where she spotted the idiot.

She scoffed, its no wonder he didn't hear her yellings, he was asleep on the canopy float bed in the little barrier space they had on the waterfront of their rented out beach house.

Harrie sighed and crawled onto the bed laying on Zayn's back.

Zayn shifted a bit in his sleep, "Harrie?" He sleepily mumbled.

"I was looking for you." Harrie whined.

"Well you found me." Zayn sleepily smiled and turned over now on his back with Harrie laying on his chest.

They both layed there in silence basking in the sunrays that were hitting them.

"Harrie" Zayn called, she humming in response.

"Don't fall asleep on me." He chuckled. "Did you put on sunscreen?"

"No." She whined already knowing where this was going.

"Come on, up up, you gotta-"

"I don't want to." She whined clinging onto him. "I'm comfy."

"I know, but you'll get sunburnt, come on." He sat up, she on his lap, arms encircled around him.

He tapped her butt, "Come on Harrie."

"Carry me."

He shook his head smiling fondly and did just that. "You're unbelieveable, you know that."

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It was now later that same day. "Zaynie, can we go to the festival later?" Harrie came skipping to Zayn who was layed on the living room's couch absently scrolling through what was being shown on the television.

"Sure pumpkin, whatever you want." He didn't even hesitate.

Harrie huffed, she strotted over to him then straddled him. "We always do what I want. What do you wanna do?"

"I'm okay doing whatever you wanna do." He answered hands on her waist holding her, television scrolling long forgotten.

"No! What's something you'll wanna do?" She asked hoping he got the point.

He looked her, like seriously looked at her. A stare that felt to Harrie as if he was seeing in her. Seeing through her, not just her outside appearance, but the true her. That make sense? She didn't know.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked tilting her head cutely which seemed to break him out of what appeared to be trance?

"You really wanna know what I want to do?" He whispered, the air around them seemed different now but she nodded none the less, really curious.

He eyed her a bit more, silently, and Harrie thought he wasn't gonna answer her when she felt it.

She felt a pair of warm lips on hers making her freeze, it wasn't much of a kiss since neither of them moved their lips.

Zayn breaking apart from her not long after, "Are you okay with doing what I wanna do?"

Harrie sat there and dumbly nodded looking like a proper cartoon character. Widen eyes, red cheeks and parted lips.

"You sure?" He asked a second time for confirmation.

This time Harrie took the initiative and connected their lips together bringing them in their second kiss which proper differed from their first.

This one had more movement and a lot of saliva exchange.

Harrie broke the kiss reluctantly thanks to the need for air. She pressed their foreheads together, their hot breaths tangling and fanning each others faces making the atmosphere seem hotter than it actually was.

"Who would have known you'd wanna do what I want?" Zayn smirked then flipped them, Harrie now laying on the couch with Zayn hovering over her.

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"Is this how it's gonna be now, you sleeping in my bed?" Zayn questioned smiling down fondly at Harrie who layed quite comfortably in his arms.

"Where do you want me to sleep then?" Harrie asked.

It was now the next morning, Harrie waking up in Zayn's arms.

"I don't know, maybe in your room."

Harrie raised and looked up at Zayn where she saw the playfully smirk he wore. She scoffed, "Shut up!" She playfully slapped his exposed chest making him chuckle.

"You're annoying." Harrie grumbled and rolled out of bed.

"Where are you going?" Zayn inquired when he realised Harrie leaving the room after having calm down from his laughing fest.

"I'm hungry." Harrie huffed and strotted down to the kitchen in search of food leaving Zayn a bit annoyed that he couldn't snuggle into Harrie's warmth much longer.

"What are you making?" Zayn asked back hugging Harrie after having followed her.

"Smoothy."

Zayn stayed put, hugging Harrie just observing what she was doing.

Well, that was until he started to get a little handsy and begun trailing kissing down Harrie's exposed neck and collar bones, sucking and leaving hickeys all the way.

"Zayn." Harrie breathily moaned, throwing her head back unto Zayn's shoulder completely blissed out by the pleasurous feeling being shot through her.

Zayn smirked, loving that he got her right where he wanted her, then shook his head stopping his assault. "Who told you you can leave the bed without giving me my good morning kiss?" He whispered against her neck leaving her completely crimson in the face.

"Zaynie!" She whined and tried getting out of his hold, but ofcourse, she was no match for his strength.

He spun her around so she was now facing him, back against the kitchen's counter. "Uh uh, kiss." He pointed at his lips.

Harrie shyly smiled up at him and then pecked his lips.

"Let me show you what I mean by a good morning kiss." Zayn muttered before attacking Harrie's lips in what turned out to be a soul shifting, mind blowing, too hot for now kinda morning kiss that definately left her breathless.

"Wow."

"Yeah." Zayn smiled pecking her lips one last time before sliding over to start preparing their breakfast knowing damn well Harrie was very short of being called a chef.