I hate myself for loving you (zarry)

Chapter 15

After they come back home from Niall's party, Harry goes straight to the bathroom to have a bath. Zayn brings his laptop and a DVD to Harry's room and settles down on his bed. They have decided to watch a movie before going to sleep since the night was still young.


"Zayn, can you bring my panties to the bathroom? I forgot to bring it in with me." Harry yells from the bathroom.


"Okay." Zayn says and gets up from Harry's bed.


He opens Harry's panty drawer. Yeah, he knows Harry loves to wear panties and where he keeps them. They have been best friends for years.


He takes out a white panties with pink lace. He can already picture Harry looking very sexy in it and ... Fuck, stop it Zayn! He scolds himself.


Zayn shakes his head quickly, and walks to the bathroom door and knocks.


"Thanks Zee." Harry opens the door slightly, just enough to stick his hand out and take the panties.


After Harry showers, they cuddle in Harry's bed and watch the movie Zayn bought just today.

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Zayn wakes up, rubbing his eyes. As he sits up, he sees Harry standing in front of the closet in only a white shirt that reached his mid-thighs.


"Harry?" Zayn frowns when Harry doesn't answer him and starts unbuttoning his shirt. Zayn's eyes widen when he sees Harry throw the shirt on the floor, standing with his back turned towards Zayn in the same panties Zayn brought to him while he was showering. And just like Zayn imagined, Harry looks so sexy and fuckable in it. It hugs Harry's perky ass perfectly and Zayn can't take his eyes off it.


"Like what you see?" Harry turns his head and smirks at Zayn.

Zayn feels blood rush to his face. He shifts his gaze to his hands and plays with his fingers, feeling embarrassed of being caught staring.


"Are you feeling shy, Zaynie?"


"No!" Zayn looks up and finds Harry already in front of him. And, he looks even better up-close. His green eyes shining so bright, they could put the stars to shame; his lips red and so kissable, and his skin looks so soft, Zayn wants to put his hands all over him.


Harry smirks, Zayn immediately averts his eyes for being caught staring again. He feels uncomfortable under Harry's gaze and starts moving.


But before he could get out of the bed, Harry suddenly straddles him, catching him off guard.


"H-Harry, w-what are you d-doing?" Zayn gulps when Harry leans in closer and licks his ear lobe.


"You know what I'm doing Zayn." Harry whispers in his ear, sending a chill down Zayn's spine, his dick twitching in his sweatpants.


"I-I don-"


"Uhh, Zaynie don't play dumb with me. I know you want this too." Harry looks into Zayn's eyes innocently and pouts his lips. "I miss something Zaynie, do you know what I'm missing?" He moves his hand that was wrapped around Zayn's neck to his chest and slowly moves further below. "I miss something big and hard. I miss it playing with me, playing with my warm and tight hole. Do you think it misses me too?" Harry bats his big innocent eyes and grabs Zayn's dick, making Zayn's breathing hitch. "Do you think I can play with it again? Do you think I can have it?"


"I-I-you can have anything in the world, Haz." Zayn stutters while Harry palms his dick.


Harry chuckles mischievously and shakes his head. "I just want one thing." He whispers to Zayn in a seductive way, "Do you want me to have it? Do you want me? Say it, Zayn. Say it. Then I'm all yours."

Zayn swallows, eyes filled with lust. He feeling like his heart is about to jump out of his chest. He wants it, he wants Harry so badly. "Y-Yes, I want you Haz." Zayn puts his hand on Harry's bum and fondles it. He pulls Harry closer but before he could kiss him, Harry put his hand on Zayn's chest to stop him.


"Tsk, tsk. No. You can't touch me daddy." Harry pulls Zayn's hands away. "Not until I wrap my lips around your little friend. Oops!" Harry covers his mouth with his hand and giggles, "Sorry daddy, your friend is not little."


Zayn looks at Harry's red plump lips and then to his eyes, Harry's so beautiful when he smiles. He has found Harry pretty since the first time he saw him, but he has never admired Harry's beauty like this before.


"Do you want me to suck you off first, daddy? Do you want me to lick your cock like a lollipop? I want to taste you, daddy." Harry whispers seductively.


Zayn nods his head eagerly. His dick is so hard. He wants Harry's lips wrapped around him so bad.


Harry smirk, slowly moving down to Zayn's crotch. He pulls Zayn's dick out, keeping his eyes on Zayn's hazel ones. He licks the tip, making Zayn moan.


"Harry..." Zayn moans when he sees Harry wrapping his lips around him like a pro. It's so erotic, Harry's big green eyes looking at Zayn innocently. "Fuck, you look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth, Haz."


Harry pulls away, and lick his lips with a satisfied grin. "You taste so good, Zayn."


"Zayn..."


"Zayn...wake up..."


Zayn feels someone shaking his shoulder. He grumbles and open his eyes. Harry is looking at him with curious eyes and red, blushing face.


"Harry?" Zayn frowns. His voice is husky but from the sleep or the dream?


"Y- You woke me up with your, umm, your dick was poking me..." Harry gestures to Zayn's crotch, there's a wet spot on his sweatpants and well, his dick is still rock hard.


Zayn blushes immediately, and covers his crotch with a pillow.


"S-Sorry." He looks anywhere but at Harry, too ashamed to face him.


"A-and y-you were moaning my name...W-were you h-having a w-wet dream of m-me?" Harry looks at Zayn with the same innocent, big green eyes in his dreams.


Zayn gulps, stumbling up from the bed. "I-I thinks I s-should go."


"No!" Harry grabs Zayn's hand, and looks down on the floor. "I-I'm kind of horny now. D-Do you think w-we could...you know...h-help each other?"


He looks up at Zayn, with his pure green eyes that make Zayn weak at his knees.


"W-What?" Zayn looks at Harry dumbfounded. This is too good to be true, this must be a dream too!


Zayn pinches himself on his thigh. "Ouch!" It hurts like a bitch, it is real!


"What are you doing?" Harry is puzzled by Zayn's strange action.


"N-Nothing." Zayn murmurs.


"A-Are you sure about t-that?" He asks Harry again to make sure it's not his imagination.


Harry nods, "Yes."

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