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Bradford bad boy (zarry)

Harry's POV Zayn reached his high and came into me. We re-dressed and walked down the stairs. He stood outside the front door, getting ready to leave. As always...That was great, babe. I gotta go, Harry. See you tomorrow, same time?" I groaned and slammed the door in his face. Why can't he see that I don't want to be just fuck buddies anymore?! I want a real relationship with him! I plopped myself onto my bed. My chest hit the duvet. I buried my face in my arms. Why does he do this to me? I started screaming and pounding my fists on the bed. I kicked my legs back and forth and I banged my head on the bed. I groaned in frustration. I heard a chuckle. I got up and I was face to face with Zayn.  "Is this some weird orgasm thing?" Zayn asked me. I just stared at him in disbelief and then cracked up, shaking my head. I jumped back on the bed and sighed loudly. "Everything alright?" He asked me, sitting by me on the bed. "Everything is just fine and fucking dandy, Zayn!" I got up and threw my pillow at the wall. Zayn ducked as it passed him and he chuckled. "Stop laughing! This isn't funny!" "Okay, okay! Damn, what crawled up your ass?!" I smirked at him, wiggling my eyebrows.  "You did." He chuckled at me before motioning for me to sit on the bed.  "Alright, Harry. Tell daddy what happened." I got back up and groaned out in pure anger and frustration. I was so fucking pissed off! How can you so agnnorant I said he ignored me pulling me top of him. I groaned and pushed up off of his chest. I ran down the stairs and into the living room. Zayn followed me. "Harry, what the hell is going on?!" "Fucking hell! Damn it! I kind of hate you right now." "What did I do?!" "You! This is all your fault! Why do you have to be so Goddamn sweet to me and then you go and blow me off like I wasn't shit?! You get me all riled up and thinking that I atleast have a fucking ounce of hope but then you leave, where you probably fuck a million other bitches! UGH!" Zayn chuckled at me. "Stop! Fucking! Laughing!" He chuckled again. "Stop!"  "Sorry, you're being adorable though. Anyways, what were you on about before?" "See! You just did it again! Fuck!" "What? What did I do?" "Why do you have to be so stupid sometimes?!" Zayn chuckled. "Hehe, sorry. You'll have to spell it out for me."  "I don't want to be your fuck buddy!" Zayn looked a little disappointed. But he didn't understand! "No, Zayn. Listen to me, I don't want to just be your fuck buddy." Zayn looked at me like I was doing drugs. I shook my head and looked down. I shouldn't have said that, huh? Well, shit! I felt two hands grab mine and pull me up on my feet. Zayn pulled me into a kiss. But this kiss wasn't like any other kiss we've had, it was different. It wasn't full of lust and it wasn't rushed. It was slow and passionate. Full of love and adoration. I put my hand on the back of Zayn's warm neck. My other hand went in front of his ear. His hands weren't clawing at my back or squeezing my bum. They were roaming around my waist. I took my hands away from his face and I put one on his bicep and the other on his shoulder. Usually his tongue was in my mouth by now but he's obviously not rushing anything. I felt that familiar wet sensation tickle at my bottom lip. I opened my mouth and he slowly slid his tongue in. Our tongues weren't fighting, they were just acknowledging each other. I sighed in content as Zayn pulled away. "How was that?" "Perfect." Zayn smiled at me and pecked me on the cheek, then the lips. I smiled. "Zayn?" "Yes, love?" Will you be mine? Always. I hoped u guys liked it if u want one comment down below