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Harry

"There you are. I have been looking for you the whole afternoon." I turn to find Louis kneeling down next to me. We are in the university library. There are stacks of books on the floor around me. After my encounter with Zayn, I spent the rest of my day gathering my research materials for my paper. The books are too heavy for me to carry so I have decided to sit on the floor against the bookshelves and leaf through the pages. I'm so absorbed into the renaissance literature that I jump when I hear Louis's  voice. "Louis." I twist my body slightly to face him. I feel like it's been a long while since I last saw him.

Louis sits cross-legged next to me, his large frame rests against the bookshelves. He still wears his football shirt and his face is caked with dirt from his recent match. There are droplets of sweat forming at the end of his strands of his hair. Judging from his flushed cheeks, it looks like he's been running. Running to find me. I ignore the guilt stabbing my heart as I look at him. "Louis, it's good to see you." I force myself to smile. "What are you reading, Harry?" He peeks over my shoulder to see the book in my hands. "Ah this? It's for my research paper. It's our last year at university after all. I figured I have to work harder if I want to get a decent grade."

"I hardly see you anymore, Harry. Every time I turn around to look at you, it seems you have disappeared. I miss you," Louis says seriously. He reaches out to hold my hand. "I'm sorry," I tell him. I remember what Zayn said to me earlier, about breaking off with Louis. I was angry at him, but I knew what he said was the truth. It's not fair for Louis. I should break up with him. It's not like I have feelings for him in the first place. I turn to Louis and opens my mouth to speak, but the sad expression in his eyes stops me short. Louis looks at me like an abandoned puppy I just. . . couldn't. "Do you want to come home with me tonight?" Louis asks me. "I. . . I can't. I still need to do a lot of studying." I give him a painful smile. Louis looks at me like I just broke his heart. "Is. . . . is something going on? You just seem so distant right now. Sometimes when I see you, I just don't recognise you anymore."

"I'm just busy right now. My degree is getting into my life and I really don't have the time to think about anyone else right now." Louis is silent for a while before he sigh. "Okay, Harry. If you say so." He brings my hand to his lips and kisses my fingers gently. He lifts his eyes to stare at me. "Just don't take too long, Harry. I get lonely." He stands up and looks at me for a few more seconds before he turns to leave. I watch him going further and further away from me, until he disappears between the bookshelves. I need to stop doing this. I need to stop playing with his heart.

Louis wants more from me, but I can't give it to him. My heart is not his to have. True to my word, I have been burying my head in books for the rest of the week. I have been in the library or in my apartment just so that I can finish my paper. I haven't been able to visit Zayn's office either, and I miss him terribly. I miss the way his hands guides me to ecstasy. I miss the way he hovers above me, his black hair framing his face like curtains of dark silk.


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In the second week, I'm studying in my apartment at night time when I hear a buzz in my phone. I check my phone to find a text from Zayn.

Zayn: :(

I scoff in surprise before my fingers tap on the screen

Me: Why the sad face, professor?

There's an immediate reply as soon as I sent my text, as if he is waiting at the end of the line.

Zayn: I'm sick.

Zayn: Come to me?

Me: You're a demanding professor. Not only you want my brains, you also want my body?

Zayn: Always. Love your body ;)

Me: *rolls eyes* I seem to be in many roles when I'm with you, professor. I'm your student, lover, and now your nurse. You sure know how to make a boy special. 

Zayn: Don't forget maid. I want to see you in a lovely white apron. Please be naked underneath.

Me: You're such a pervert!

Zayn: I'm sick. I have every reason to.

Me: Are you sure you're sick or is this just a lure to make me come to you?

Zayn: I swear I'm sick. *cough cough* Aghhh I see blood, the world is spinning. Save me!

I laugh inwardly. I like this playful Zayn.

Me: Where, my dear professor?

Zayn: My house. Make me food pleaaaaase



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I knock at the apartment door. Zayn gave me his address shortly after his texts. As promised, my hair is constantly tied up into a ponytail. After a short while, I hear a click before the door opens. "Zayn!" I exclaim as I look at his disheveled state. He wasn't joking. He looks sick. His face flushed. I swallow hard as I see his bare sculpted chest covered in sweat. He is wearing nothing but dark pants. I reach forward and rest my palm on his sweaty skin. "You're burning! You silly man, why didn't you go to the doctor?" Zayn takes my hand and kisses my palm. He sighs and I feel his hot breath on my palm.

He sweeps his tired eyes over me, but his expression holds relief. "I don't need a doctor. You're here now, Harry." He gives me that gorgeous smile. Even sick, he still looks handsome. I yelp when Zayn pulls me into his embrace. His body is hot--too hot as he envelopes me with his large arms. I feel like I'm encased in a wall of inferno. "I miss you so much." I hear his quiet voice muffled in my hair. I force myself away from him and grab his hand. "Zayn, you're feverish. Let me get you to bed. Where is your bedroom?"

"That way." Zayn points to the left and I pull him towards his bedroom, with his hand still clasped in mine. His bedroom looks like a bomb has just exploded. There were clothes everywhere and his bed is unmade. It surprises me. I would have thought someone like Zayn is a neat freak. I pull back the bedcovers and push Zayn onto the bed.










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sorry if its too short ):

i feel bad for louis but harrys a hoe.

i feel zayn. i also wanna see harry in a white apron naked underneath so i can smack that ass ya feel :)

ps this story has two side ships one is larry other is niam and i'm not sure if i'll add any other ships later.

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