Cruel {Zarry}

38

It was New Years eve and Harry still stayed at the Malik's. They hated to admit it, but they actually liked having him around. No matter how hard they tried to prevent it. It was like the whole atmosphere changed in a positive way. He was so involved with everything, from Tricia's yoga lessons to Yaser's business decisions. From Liam's career choice to the love life of the maids. He blended in with no trouble. Everyone tried their best to not fall for the brown haired guy. But his personality made it impossible. There was one person in the house who struggled to most though; Zayn. With Harry being around 24/7 and seeying how well he behaved and how close he is to the people Zayn loves the most, made it harder to hate him. And let's not even begin on the sneaking out together at midnight on all those countless nights. The mindblowing sex and the sweet cuddles afterwards. It was like Harry had moved in. As if they lived together but without the stress of paying bills and stuff. And to be honest the fact that they had to sneak around made it even hotter. The constant fear of getting caught by one of his parents made his goosebumps along with other parts of his body raise. If you know what I mean...

Of course you do.
And if you don't you're either too naive or underaged.

Sorry. Back to the story.

But it will kill me if you didn't get what I was referring to.

His dick

I meant his dick raised.

Now we can go on with the story.
Ahum

Zayn walked into the kitchen and saw Harry behind the stove. He stood there quietly admiring the view in front of him.

"I told you the key is to keep stirring. Here taste this." Harry held out a wooden spoon and brought it to Candice's mouth. Candice had been their chef since they first moved in. "Mmhh... you were right monsieur Harry."

"Madam Candice is my boyfriend troubling you?" Zayn made his presence noticeable now.

"Oui." Candice joked.

Harry gasped, "I am?"

Zayn and Candice started laughing. "She's kidding babe, chill." He went to hug Harry from behind. "It smells amazing by the way." He kissed Harry on his cheek. "What is it?"

"Just a special lill something for mah man." Harry turned around in Zayn's embrace. He faced Zayn and kissed him on the lips.

"I'm one lucky man then." Zayn whispered against his lips. "He swallows and he cooks."

Harry smacked him with the wooden spoon. "Sshtt."

"For God sake! Even in the kitchen?!" Yaser yelled. The both of them broke their hug real quick. "Now Harry I need you for a second. Zayn, do you think you can let go off you boyfriend?"

"Yeah sure." Harry took off his kitchen apron. "What can I help you with, Mister Malik?"

"You remember the meeting with the Dallas the other night?" Harry nodded his head. "You think we should settle?"

"Absolutely not." Harry answered. "Mister Malik, we gave them a great deal and if they can't offer more than we shouldn't settle for less. They obviously have the money so why hesitate?"

"You're right." Yaser patted Harry's back. "I'm so glad I can ask at least someone in this house for business advise, since my advisor doesn't work around holidays.

Yaser gave Harry one last proud smile following with a wink and walked away.

Zayn just stood there openmouthed taking in the conversation that just took place between his father and his lover. Even though Zayn majored in business, his father never once asked for his advice.

Harry saw Zayn standing dumbfounded. Zayn raised one eyebrow at him. "What just happened? Why was he all smiley towards you?"

"What can I say? I have that kind of impact on the Malik males."

"You sure do. Candice do you need Harry for anything?"

"No monsieur."

"Good." Zayn dragged Harry out of the kitchen. They were half way on the stairs when Tricia called for Harry.

"Harry! Honey?" Tricia yelled from down stairs. Zayn kept on pulling Harry's arm.

"Just give me a second." Harry tried to convince Zayn.

Zayn finally gave in and they both walked towards Tricia.

"Yes Mrs. Malik?"

"Oh sweety, sorry to bother you but what happened to that weight loss bar?"

"I threw it away. That guy was trying to pull a mean girl trick on you."

"You mean like in that movie?"

Harry nodded his head. "They were actually weigt gain bars."

"Oh dear Lord." Trica gasped. "Thank you. Thank you so much, you saved me." She pulled Harry in for a hug.

"Mom, don't be so dramatic." Zayn rolled his eyes at his mom. "Now can we go?" He asked Harry.

Harry nodded his head and Zayn dragged him towards the stairs again.

"Finally I have you all to myself now." He slammed the door from his bedroom and threw Harry on his bed.

"It's like I have to compete to spend time with my boyfriend."

Harry laughed. "I'm sorry babe. Part of this is my fault. I have been so busy trying to make them like me that I neglected the one person I did this all for."

"Babe you don't have to try. You're a very likeable person. Everyone enjoys having you around." Zayn took a quick look at his wrist.

"We have 39 minutes left. Let me fuck you one last time this year." Zayn took off his belt.

Harry liked the idea and immediately took off his shirt.

Just then someone knocked on Zayn's door.
"Harry? Are you in there? I was wondering if you could take a quick look at this. Harry?"

Zayn took a deep breath. "LIAM WE'RE ABOUT TO FUCK! STOP BEING A COCKBLOCK AND LEAVE!"

It was quiet for a minute.

"Oh-uhm I'm sorry. I'll come back once you guys...uhm are done."

"LIAM GO!"

Finally, Zayn jumped right on top of Harry. "You're so wrong for that." Harry smacked Zayn's arm.

"Nah, he knows how it is." Zayn kissed Harry on his lips. Sucking on his lowerlip before pulling it. He rubbed his crotch against Harry's. Now let me fuck you into another year."