I hate myself for loving you (zarry)

Chapter 3

"Harry, hurry up!"

Zayn yells from their living room down stairs.


"I'm coming." Harry combs his curls in a haste, and rushes out of his bedroom door.


They are going to Niall and his roommate Liam's party at their apartment. Harry knew them from music class and Louis is in the same football team as Zayn. So the five of them became close friends right after the first week of their freshman year. They are all in their junior year now.


"Let's go." Harry says and grabs the keys from the counter on his way out.


Zayn raises his brow at him and whistles. "You look so hot. Are you trying to get some tonight?"


He smirks at Harry, making him blush and smack his arm. "No! You idiot!"


Zayn just gives him a knowing look and walks past him, out of their apartment.


"It's not what you think Zayn!" Harry whines, closing the door behind him.


"Whatever you say Haz." Zayn still has a smirk on his face. Harry wants to smack the smirk off his face so badly.



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They pull up into the parking lot. They can hear the music blasting right from here. They get out of the car and walk into Niall and Liam's apartment without knocking. The door is open for whoever wants to get in and have fun at the party. Crazy college students they are.


The party is already getting heated with people dancing and grinding against anyone who is near them. Harry and Zayn walk through the crowd of horny college students, and finally spot Liam and Niall sitting on the couch beside a table full of all kinds of drinks.


"Hey Niall, Liam!" Harry shouts through the buzzing noise and plops down on the couch, Zayn sits beside him.


"Oh, hey Haz!" Niall grins and gives him a brotherly hug. "And Zayn!" He passes a drink to Zayn.


"Hey mate!" Zayn accepts the drink and fist bumps Liam.


"Where's Lou?" Harry asks, taking a cocktail from the table and sipping it.


"He said he will a bit late, and he is bringing a date." Liam shrugs.


"A date? Who?" Harry raises his eyebrow, look at the two hosts with curiosity.


They shrug, "Don't know. He said we will know once they are here."


It better not be Perrie.


Harry sneakily takes out his phone while Zayn, Niall and Liam get into a conversation about football which Harry knows nothing about.


To Lou: You'd better not bring Perrie here as your date! 😠


He sends the text to Louis and gets up. "Hey guys, I'm going to dance."


Liam waves him off and Zayn give him a smirk again.


"Not what you're thinking!" Harry smacks Zayn's shoulder.


"I'll go with you Haz." Niall takes a last gulp of his drink and goes with Harry.


'Go with Harry' —This means Niall is now dancing with the pretty girls and leaves harry alone with strangers. Not that Harry minds, he is enjoying himself here pretty much, dancing with random people around him.


"Hey beauty." Harry turns his head to see a good looking man behind him. He is taller than him, making him feel small. He loves that feeling, he hasn't met many people who are taller than him. He is a bit of a giant and he knows it. The handsome taller man puts his hand on Harry's waist and whispers in his ear, "You look so sexy dancing here."


"Thanks." Harry smiles at him flirtatiously. Okay, Zayn's right, he is definitely gonna get some tonight. He hasn't had sex in about 6 months, so you can't blame him.


The man presses his chest against Harry's back and slow dances with him. Harry is grinding his bum against the man's already hard member, making him moan in Harry's ear, "Baby, wanna go to my place?"


Harry nods and turns to face the handsome man. "Wait for me at the front door, I'll go to use the loo really quick."


The man nods and walks to the door.


Harry makes his way to the bathroom and finishes his business quickly. He's walking out when he bumps into someone.


"Zayn?"


"Oh, hey Haazzzz. D-Do you know where Louis is? I have some w-weed, I want to share it with h-him." He slurs and winks at Harry. Judging by the smell of the alcoholic, Harry's pretty sure Zayn has had too much to drink.


"No." Harry shakes his head, "And I'm pretty sure that Louis is not in the loo." His eyes catch something behind Zayn and he looks over Zayn's shoulder only to find Louis snogging Perrie in the corner of the corridor.


"Oh, th-then I'll go look for h-him in other places." Zayn's about to turn around.


No!

Harry's panic and grabs Zayn's face,kisses him. Oh, he doesn't know why his brain thought that it was a good idea to kiss Zayn. He awkwardly pulls away when Zayn doesn't kiss back.


"S-Sorry." He wants to cry. It was so stupid. Why did he do it? He doesn't dare to look at Zayn's eyes, and he feels extremely ashamed of himself. "I-I didn't mea-"


He is interrupted by Zayn's lips on his. Zayn kisses him. Harry is shocked but he immediately kisses back.


Zayn doesn't understand what just happened but Harry's lips felt so soft and looked so good, he just wanted to feel it again. So he just followed his instinct and kissed Harry.


Harry moans in Zayn's mouth when Zayn grabs his bum. It's hot, Zayn only wants more. He makes Harry wrap his legs around his waist, while kissing and grabbing him.


The next thing Harry knows they are both naked in a bed (Well, Niall's bed. Poor Ni.) and Zayn has three fingers inside Harry.


"You looks so pretty like this, babe." Zayn looks at Harry, eyes filled with lust.


"Mmm Zee, please m-more." Harry moans.


"You got it babe." Zayn pulls out his fingers, lubing up his dick and lines it at Harry's hole.


Harry gasps when Zayn gets inside him in one go. He feels so full with Zayn's dick inside him.


"Fuck, so tight." Zayn doesn't give him time to adjust, he starts fucking him in a rhythmic pattern.


Harry whimpers at the pain and pleasure. He grabs the bed sheet tightly, taking whatever Zayn gives him.


When Zayn hits his special spot, he moans loudly,"Uhh y-yes. R-right th-there. Zayn, please, there, please."


Zayn hits the spot hard and fast, "Fuck, you're so soft. You're taking me so good, babe." He sucks bruises on Harry's neck, earning a moaning from Harry.


"I'm coming Harry." Zayn groans into Harry's shoulder.


That's when Harry remembers that they didn't use protection.


"No! You haven't put on a con- Oh!" Harry gasps when he feels Zayn's hot release shoot inside him, hitting his prostate with the tip of his cock. He is hit by a sensation of pleasure, making him come on his chest.


Zayn slowly pulls out and rolls to lay beside Harry.


When Harry comes down from his high, he finds Zayn already asleep beside him.


Harry sighs and puts his head on Zayn's chest, listening to his stable heartbeat.


"You won't remember anything tomorrow, will you? It's okay though, at least I remember. I will forever keep this memory in my heart. Thank you." Harry whispers to the sleeping man.


He stays like that for a long time. Then he slowly gets out of the bed and puts on his clothes.


It's about 4 am in the morning. The party is over. People are going home, and some are passed out on the floor.


Harry limps to the kitchen, grabs a glass of water and painkillers, and walks back to Niall's room where Zayn was sleeping peacefully. He puts the water and painkillers on the nightstand, knowing that Zayn will need it when the hangover hits him after he wakes up.


He kisses Zayn on the lips one last time before heading home.

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