Lifesaver (A Zarry fanfic)

44. Desperate Love

Jessie's POV

I hug myself as I dial Harry's number. I needed to talk to him about this.

"Zayn, I'm so glad you called! I need to tell you something."

"Harry?"

"O-Oh, Jessie. Hi."

"Harry, we need to talk."

"I'm sorry, for throwing all of that at you."

"Harry, you made me feel like a complete idiot. You insulted me, questioned me about having a child, and you made me leave Zayn's family for you. I think you should know that I got in a fight with his ex-girlfriend because you showed up!"

"I was just caught up in the rush, Jessie. I am so sorry. I feel even worse because Cynthia didn't cheat and we didn't break up, yet I still have the strongest feelings for you."

"Shush, stop talking." I groaned, rubbing my forehead. "I don't know what to do, Harry. We wouldn't have to distancing each other like this if you just kept your mouth shut."

"You're the one who fell for the asshole!"

"You're the one who finally spilled his feelings after nine months of having the oppurtunity to convince me out of it!"

"You wouldn't give up Bentley, you wouldn't! Don't you dare talk like that again!" I sniffled, pushing stray hairs from my face.

"I can't-can't be friends with you, Harry. Not if all your going to do is play Cynthia."

"I'm not playing Cynthia! I love her but I just can't manage to settle my feelings for you."

"Until you realize what you want, please don't try contacting me."

"Jessie-" I hung up and threw the phone back in the car. I wiped my eyes quickly and walked back inside the parlor.

"Why won't you show me your tattoo?"

"It's a surprise for tomorrow!" He protested as we walked into the flat.

"You shouldn't have brought me if you know how I am. I am impatient and I want things when I ask for them." I crossed my arms, a smirk on Zayn's face. "Whatever you're thinking about, you're not getting it tonight. I'm going to take a bath and then I am going to sleep."

"I'll join you then." He started to pull his clothes from his body.

"No, you're not." Zayn followed me into the bathroom, stopping the door when I tried to slam it in his face. "Ugh, why are you being so annoying?"

"I'm not, I just want to shower with you."

"Why? So you can have sex with me?" I pulled my shirt over my head.

"No, but if asked, I will provide it." I only laughed.

"I didn't ask you to come in here."

"You know you wanted me in here, you just don't want to admit it because you're annoyed with me."

"Exactly! So why should I ask now?"

"So I can relieve your stress."

"You're the reason for my stress, bye Zayn." I answered blankly, turning on the hot water and stepping in. Zayn didn't move at all, just watching me as I wet my hair. "You can leave."

"Either I don't shower at all and watch you or I shower with you."

"That's not a problem for me nor you."

"I still smell like dirty diapers."

"Zayn, you're so gross!" I groaned, grabbing the soap. "Fine!" He had a smug grin on his face when we stepped into the shower, eyeing my body. I usually wouldn't have a problem with it since he's seen literally all of me. But I was so beyond annoyed with him. The bandage of the tattoo was still on his back, I just wanted to rip it off and see it. Another part of me wanted to rip it off so I can see him in pain.