Finding Zayn >> p.e/z.m (EDITING)

23 || Perfect Mornings & Guilty Arguments

Chapter Twenty-Three || Perfect Mornings and Guilty Arguments

P E R R I E

I silently cracked an egg into the large frying pan, throwing the shell into the bin and washing my hands. I still couldn't believe I was so close to mentioning Zayn.

I bet Harry had a ton of questions to ask me, but likewise I did too, but I'd missed his touch more than anything. I missed the feeling of his soft lips on mine, the taste of his mouth, the warmth of his minty breath and the feeling I'd get whenever his skin would touch mine.

For a second, I actually thought I was dreaming. Why did Harry come back for me? Had he found out about Zayn? Why was he OK with everything all of a sudden?

Before I could even answer half the questions in my head, the floorboards creaked from behind me and a pair of arms wrapped around my waist.

"Good morning Harry" I rolled my eyes, laughing as he rested his chin onto my shoulder.

"Hello Princess

I turned around and faced the beauty infront of me. How was I even able to let him go? I've never been torn between two perfect things in my life.

He leaned forward and placed a kiss to my lips, and I instantly felt my mouth open to grant him access. My body took a few steps backwards till my back was pressed with the wall, Harry's chest against mine.

"I talked to your friend Niall" He said after disconnecting our lips, his face still inches from mine. His hand was pressed on top of mine on the wall, locking me in position whilst his free hand was  around my waist, "He told me everything"

"Everything?" I gulped, the tip of my nose brushing his. What did Niall tell Harry? God, if he told him about Zayn he's going to get it.

"Yeah" Harry nodded, his jade green eyes stared back into my icy blue ones, "He told me that you've been feeling alone lately and that I was too caught up in work and I was too busy to the extent I didn't notice you"

Just. Saved.

"He told you that?"

"Mhm" Harry pursed his lips, "He also told me that you wanted to come to the ceremony, and that you were talking about it none-stop. But then you ended up getting drunk. He told me how much you cared"

"I-"

"And he also told me how sad you felt after I intimidated you that evening. I'm honestly so sorry baby"

"Wow..I.." I stuttered softly. At first I seriously thought Niall was going to tell Harry about my embarassingly crazy secret - but looks like he saved my ass.

Harry leaned down and gave my forehead a kiss, "Your so beautiful. I'm sorry Pezz, seriously I am. I was so stupid to leave you, but I'm back okay?"

"It's okay, you don't need to feel bad on yourself" I smiled weakly, "You had every right to get mad at me. I was so careless, I'm sorry. When you were gone I felt so scared, I thought you had gone forever"

"Well, now I'm here" He rested his forehead against mine, "I promise"

I took his hand, leading him to the couch in the living room and resting my head on his shoulder, "I think this is the first time we've been apart for more than a day"

"And it killed me"

"Me too" I sighed, "Would you have come back if you hadn't spoken to Niall?"

"Not this soon" Harry admitted, playing with the yarn bracelet strapped to his wrist, "Call me crazy, but I actually thought you were cheating on me...with Niall"