chapter 20 ; fairytale

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Zayn's POV

if this was a fairytale, i would be waking up to Harry's usual morning kisses all over my face or maybe a scent of buttery pancakes filling my nose because pancakes is the only breakfast food he can make, or maybe just maybe, he would tell me the same 3 words i said to him last night but sadly fairytales are just fake encouraging stories for little kids which makes them naive and twisted. I woke up with the sound of my annoying alarm clock and a cold empty space right next to me. I stood from the bed where i carried Harry to last night because he fell asleep on the couch, well on my lap to be precise. I dragged myself to the bathroom to take a shower and noticed a sticky paper on my night stand.

'Dad called so i'm so sorry i can't shower you with my famous morning kisses.'

i smiled picturing him with his smug look. I closed the bathroom door and took off all of my clothes and steps to the cold shower. I massage my scalp with the shampoo he got me a few days ago which was coffee scented one and wash myself with my honey soap. I dry my hair and took my time perfecting my hair into it's signature quiff and saw another sticky paper on my mirror.

'bet you look sexy as hell showering in here, naked..'

Now i can oh so perfectly picture him with his smug cocky look. I grinned, it would be sexier if you're here with me also naked.

I grabbed a super tight black jeans and a white shirt, finishing my look with a denim jacket and im ready to go. I grabbed my Harry sketch from yesterday on my way out. Yes, i sketched him when he was sleeping. Kinda helping me tho, i don't have to go all the trouble to sketch his perfect grassy eyes because nothing can compare to those pools beauty. I just drink a coffee and ate an apple because i was running late. I snatch my car keys and was on my way to school.
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"Sooo he just left?"

"yeah lou, s'not a big deal"

"Awh is zaynie whiney upset that he left?" He teased which is so immature but hey we're talking about Louis Tomlinson here. Everything is immature when it involves that kid.

"His dad called him okay? i think it's business stuff"

"Wait, does his dad knows he's dating you?" His teasing smile disappears and soon was replaced with a serious look. He really could go from a cute lovable looking louis and then to a hardcore hot looking one in just a snap.

"yes.....no....i don't know"

"Shit, what if his dad doesn't agree about his sexuality?" He furrowed his eyebrows. " i mean why would he left that early"

"Shut up louis. I don't need you feeding me crap!" I snapped.

"Geez, take a chill pill babe" he chuckled and drape his hands around my shoulders bringing me closer.

"But like if he ever so did break that little heart of yours, would you mind if i break his neck too?" He smirked.

"Whatever louis i'm going home"

"Do you want me to come? You know to prevent you from sobbing all day and night because you miss him?"

"BYE LOUIS"

I jog towards my car and zoom off to my house. But all the colors from my face drained, leaving my face looking pale and sick. Beats of sweats began to form on my temple and made their way to my chin which then drip to my clothes. My door was wide open but all the lights were still turned off. Maybe mom and Doniya came home early, i thought.
I shakily got off my car and pushed the door opened. But what i saw was a whole other thing.

My living room was filled with colorful balloons and ribbons. A trail of rose petals were laid infront of me. Leading me upstairs to my bedroom and when it stops infront of my room. The petals was formed into a word that spelled "i'm sorry". I furrowed my eyebrows and pushed open my bedroom door which revealed a smiling Harry sitting on the corner of my bed.

"H-harry? Whats all this?" I stuttered, holding back tears of joy because if i cried that would probably make me look like a crybaby.

"It's just my way of saying sorry because i felt horrible leaving you this morning without saying goodbye"

"You left notes didn't you?" I smirked, slowly inching forward to him.

"You got my notes babe?" He breathe, pulling me closer by holding his hands around my waist.

"Yeah, especially the second note" i was now straddling him.

"Oh really now?" He smirked devilishly and i peck his lips quickly.

"Is that all i got?" He pouted and i grinned, leaning closer to kiss that pouted lips. Taking my time on sucking and biting on it, i smiled when i heard a low deep moan and the idea of me causing that was just exhilarating.
I could feel his large hardened member poking my bum. I moaned, wiggling my bum on his hardened erection.

"Oh-h g-god fuck zayn no"

I stopped all of my actions and looked at him, frowning when i didn't see any playfulness and now i know he isn't joking.

"oh okay" i said coldly.

I stood from him and went to the bathroom, stripping from my clothes and only wearing my boxers. I moaned a little too loudly when my fingers slightly touched my rock hard length. I walked back to bed and laid down, my back facing him. I was really emotionally confused and sexually frustrated because he was never to refused me. I know i sound maybe like a bitchy-slutty white girl right now but it would kinda hurt to be denied. Maybe he needs some space and all that shit. Then i felt large hands draping my waist and pulling me closer until my back was against his chest. His hot breathe hovering my ear sending cold shivers to my spine. I tried to move away but his grip got even stronger and tighter, i couldn't move an inch.

"Your so beautiful zayn, and your mine"

But i can't help but think about what louis said but i pushed that thought to the back of my head and my eyelids finally close. I needed rest, especially on what's going to happen in the next couple of days.

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