See My Demons (Zarry AU)

Chapter 15

"Shhh!" 

Zayn put his fingers to his lips, looking at Harry with wide eyes. They started giggling again, trying to keep it in hushed tones and failing. It was nearly 3 in the morning and they'd taken a cab from the club back to Zayn's. And they were madly drunk. Well, Zayn more so than Harry.

"You sh you asshole. You're the one being loud!" Harry hissed before chuckling, grabbing the tanned boy's wrist and pulling him toward his front door.

Thankfully, Zayn had told his parents he was spending the night over at Harry's. Not so thankfully he had decided he wanted to come home. But he wasn't thinking, all he wanted was to snuggle Harry in his bed. 

"Wait." He put his hands on his chest, looking at the taller boy with wide eyes. "You can't go through the front door." 

"What? Why not?"

"What if my parents are awake or something?"

Harry gave Zayn a look. "Seriously? Your parents aren't going to be awake at 3 in the morning, Zayn."

But it was obvious Zayn wasn't listening. He was too drunk, swaying like a palm tree in a breeze. He sighed and led him to the door, putting his hands on his hips. "So where do I go in then?"

"There's a tree you can climb by my window. I used to all the time when I was a kid." He waved his hand like it was no big deal as he dug around in his pocket looking for something. A moment later he pulled a key out of his pocket and attempted to put it into the lock, struggling to unlock the door.

"You're fucking joking right?"

Harry blinked and grabbed the key from his hands, pushing him out of the way as he unlocked the door easily and gave him the key back. "Can you even make it upstairs by yourself?"

There was a tinge of worry in his voice. Apparently, Zayn had never been drunk before. And it was safe to say he wasn't handling himself all that well. At least he hadn't puked or anything, or else Harry would be fucking out of there.

"Just go." He snapped before walking inside and shutting the front door behind him, locking it.

Harry stared before sighing loudly, glancing toward the side of the house before hurrying over. There was a wooden fence that had a gate, but it opened with an easy lift of the hinge. He tried to be as quiet as possible, closing the gate softly behind him before jogging to the backyard. His bright green eyes scanned the back of the house, seeing which window was Zayn's. The one with the batman sticker stuck to the window. Idiot.

He walked up to the tree, glad to see that Zayn was right. It looked relatively easy to climb, with branches everywhere to grab hold of and stand on. "This is so stupid." He muttered before starting his climb up the god forsaken tree.

Somehow Zayn had managed to get to his room without waking anyone up. He shut his door behind him as quietly as possible, keeping his light off as he started to pull his clothes off his body. He threw his shirt and his jeans to the floor, not bothering to put them into his clothes bin. It felt so good to be nearly naked, he sighed happily and sat on his bed. The night had been amazing. He'd completely forgotten about Harry ditching him. All he remembered at this point was dancing and kissing him, and drinking way too much. 

There was a sudden rapping on his window and Zayn nearly jumped out of his skin. He put a hand on his heart, seeing the outline of a curly head of hair, and he immediately relaxed. He got up from his bed, unlocking the window and pulling it open. "Jesus christ, you scared the shit out of me!"

Harry climbed in, brushing bark from his hands as he shut the window. 

"You knew I was coming, idiot." He snapped in annoyance.

Zayn just shrugged, falling back onto his bed. He got under the covers, scooting over to make room for Harry.

"I'm surprised you were able to get yourself undressed."

Harry smirked as he got out of his shirt, jeans, and shoes as well. He climbed into the bed beside him, immediately slipping an arm around the smaller boy's waist. It was nearly impossible to control himself right now. With Zayn practically naked against him, and extremely drunk. But he knew he had to or he'd be absolutely fucked.

"Mmm," Was Zayn's only reply as he began to drift to sleep. 

The moment was pretty intimate, despite them being intoxicated. Harry didn't want to say he was growing fond of him. Because he couldn't be. He was just in this for the sex. Wasn't he? He bit his lower lip, letting his hand slip up and down the other male's stomach, feeling his slow and deep breathing. Maybe at first this had been about the physical aspect... But something about Zayn was starting to pull him in. It was making him not try anything while cuddled up to him half naked, just enjoying the closeness.

"Night, Zayn." Harry murmured, giving his head a gentle kiss before nuzzling into him. 

He supposed this wasn't so bad.

{ sorry for a short chapter! sometimes i just need these filler chapters before the longer ones <3 hope you'll enjoy what's next. (; thank you for reading you're amazinG! }