Make Me Stay [Zarry AU]

11. Death and Life

Their routine hadn't changed much but somehow, it still had.

They still woke up in their own beds but somehow, when Harry got into the shower, he'd find Zayn behind him, pressing him against the shower wall, kissing and sucking the marks he left last night. After that, when Zayn would walk out if the bathroom to go to his room and get dressed for the University, he could surely say, it wasn't just the water that was steamy hot, specially with Harry's and his own mixed moans filling the bathroom.

Then after taking his time getting ready, when he'd come downstairs, he'd  find him making a mouth watering breakfast. Zayn wouldn't say but he couldn't deny Harry was awfully good at cooking. He didn't have any idea how a nerd like Harry could make such good food.

After their breakfast Zayn would still drive them to the University and Zayn would still groan at the classical music Harry would play in the car but he had started liking the music too. To him, it was relaxing.

They would still part their ways at the entrance of the University and after finishing their classes, they would still come back home and finish their home works in their separate rooms but in silence. Harry wouldn't argue on how Zayn should make the dinner too sometimes and Zayn wouldn't argue on how tired he was to make one. 'Cause after finishing his home work, when Harry would come downstairs to make the dinner, he would sometimes found the salad already done on the kitchen counter. So he knew, Zayn had made it in his mini break from studying. He'd then just make the rest of the dinner and they would eat in silence.

Zayn didn't argue with Harry after tge dinner anymore on watching 'Friends' with him after the first two episodes. He had started liking the show too. So they'd sat in a comfortable silence and watch the show with a meter gap in between them on the couch.

Harry would find himself under Zayn around 11 p.m at the night everyday, with Zayn whispering into his ears "I need it" and he would let Zayn take him again, rough and quick. He still wished, they would sometime made love instead of having sex, though but he knew, it was a hopeless wish. He knew, it wasn't for the lifetime, that he had to go after changing Zayn into a responsible man which he could see, Zayn was becoming. He wished, for once, Zayn would be gentle with him at least wanted to kiss him, but no, Zayn never did. He just wanted his bum and he didn't need his lips. Never once he asked Harry to suck him off nor did he do that to him. So Harry knew, it was purely sex to Zayn and he tried not to fall any deeper for his husband than he already had.

There was no cuddling, no smooth talks afterwards. Zayn would leave Harry like that in his room without a single word or glance and would fall asleep after going to his own room. Harry couldn't deny, it hurt him, but what more could he expect from this 'husbands with benefits' thing?

And the cycle started repeating itself over and over again. Both of them acting like nothing happened after Zayn wrecking his husband every morning and night and Zayn didn't care to ask for once if he is okay. He never did.

So after another 2 weeks when Harry texted Zayn to take him to the hospital 'cause his mother's condition had gotten worse, Zayn ignored the text and continued making out with the brunette girl in the hallways, he didn't care, like he never did.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Harry sighed. He knew it was pointless to ask Zayn for anything but he had to go to the hospital too. He needed to see his mother for the last time. So he did the only thing that came to his mind. He dialed Yaser's number who picked up in a second ring and asked him if he could send him a car, after telling him everything about the phone call he got from the hospital. Yaser immediately agreed and said, he'd be there too and Harry thanked the God for sending a father figure like Yaser in his life.