Harry (POV)
I sat here crying to myself, already knowing that he's gonna hurt me for lashing out on him again. I started to keep myself calm listening for if Zayn was moving to make sure I block myself from being hit.
But nothing came, it was just silent so I peaked over my knees seeing that he was still on the bed staring at the wall straight ahead. I picked my head up fully, following his gaze but all he was doing was staring at a blank telly.
I couldn't help but look back at his face to make sure he was still alive since he wasn't even blinking. I blew in his face then saw that he was blinking really fast then turned to me with a small smile on his to override the frown he once had.
I couldn't help but put a fake smile on my face just to make sure he wasn't going to go on a rampage again, he sat up straight and grabbed my hand with his while kissing my knuckles softly. I couldn't help but bring my hand back away from his dry lips. I grabbed the blanket and brought it very close to myself, I don't understand why it was still raining but.... I didn't get to watch the news since I was busy getting rimmed. I watched as he reached for the remote and that just lightened my mood a little, I get to watch the telly. Hopefully he puts something decent on.
Zayn (POV)
I couldn't help but daydream about my future with Harry and maybe a few kids are going to be involved? Man if only he could get pregnant that would be the best. I was too deep in thought when all of a sudden a gust of air hit my face causing me to blink a few times then snapped my head towards where it came from. Thinking that the window was open and Harry got away but instead he was facing me while backing away slowly.
So he was the one that blew in my face? And to admit a guy that hasn't brushed his teeth in a few days since I haven't gotten him a toothbrush yet. But let me say he sure has some tasty smelling breath.
I watched as he brought the blanket close to himself, maybe he's be bored? I mean I have been fucking him in my mattress without giving him anything to keep himself occupied while I take my showers or clean the house.
I decided to turn on some tv and put cartoons on for him. I already knew that he loved watching them, I turned the channel to family guy while he moved the blankets away from his face just a bit. Watching as the cartoon started playing. He seemed to be a little relaxed than before.
I studied his face and then looked at his hair which was pulled back just the way I told him to put it. I went down to his covered up torso, I love when he wears my clothes, makes me know that he's safe with me. He started to sing along quietly to the music that peter griffin was singing which was the bird song of course, god that song was so annoying but listening to my baby sing... it made the song better.
I got up to stretch and and then all of a sudden I got this really bad cramp in my leg that made me fall to the floor and scream out in pain.
''Ahh fuck my fuck leg! Fuck! What the fucking hell, holy shit!''
While I was screaming I could see someone peaking from the edge of the bed laughing. Yeah I bet he's all amused about whats going on right now with me being in pain and screaming like a little girl.
I couldn't control the little tear that slipped from my eye. I looked up to see if Harry was still there which he was, cracking up while tears were running down his face. Oh god oh god he looks so sexy with those dimples and that laugh is fucking hot.
After 5 minutes of torture I sat up holding onto my leg while limping to the bed to sit, looking back I could see my sweetheart sitting there holding back more giggles while he looked at the tv that was now playing the news. Seeing that he had changed the channel. God he looks so adorable, more like he's getting used to being here with me.
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