Do You Remember (Zarry AU) ✔️

5

Harry watched as Zayn finished getting dressed.

They'd had hot steamy shower sex. It had felt so urgent. Almost desperate.

He'd clung to Zayn tighter than he had before and Zayn had held me tighter too.

Literally crushing him. Like he didn't want to let him go too.

Harry checked out his body in the mirror. He was already in his skinnies but had yet put on a shirt.

And sure enough he had hand and finger imprints bruised on his ribs, hips and biceps.

He'd seen all the marks he'd seen on Zayn too before he was fully clothed

Hiding it all from view under his tee, skinnies and leather jacket.

Harry watched sadly as Zayn laced up his boots.

He felt a pang of hurt in his chest and his tummy twisted uncomfortably.

Harry wanted to leave with Zayn. He wanted to cut his holiday short and go with him.

He really liked Zayn and wanted to be with him wherever he was going. He didn't even care where it was.

He was ready and willing to see if this could become more.

He was HOPING it would BECOME MORE.

He wanted to ask for even a phone number. To keep in touch incase they were ever in the same city again.

But he was scared this was just a holiday fling for Zayn and he'd be rejected.

Zayn hadn't asked for his number or given any hints or indication he was even interested in talking past this point.

So he didn't voice his feelings.

He didn't want it to become awkward when Zayn was already just about done getting ready to leave.

Harry put on his shirt. Buttoning it a quarter of the way as usual.

"You ready Zayn?"

Harry wanted to take Zayn to the airport.

See him off and make sure nothing else happened to him

Zayn declined Harry's offer. He told Harry he didn't want his image tarnished or get him in trouble too.

It would ruin his reputation and most definitely his career.

Harry couldn't care less at that moment about that but he didn't argue.

He knew his team would be climbing walls if any of this hit the papers.

Again he was grateful that the people in this place minded their own business and he didn't have to worry about papa either.

"Yeah babe. I'm good to go."

Harry walked over to Zayn and hugged him tight for a moment.

Zayn put his arms around Harry waist and squeezed him tight too.

Burrowing his head in Zayn's neck, Harry inhaled his scent deeply hoping it would stay in his nose and lungs forever.

He leaned his head back a little so he could kiss him one last time.

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