I hate myself for loving you (zarry)

Chapter 21

It's a lazy Sunday night, they are cuddling on the couch, watching a tv show.


"If I fall, will you catch me?" Harry asks out of nowhere, looking up from Zayn's chest, where he's laying his head.


Zayn pretends to think and shrugs, "Umm, I don't know Haz. You're kinda giant."


"Zayn Malik!" Harry wanted to scowl at Zayn, but it comes out as a whine, "I hate you, you ruined the moment!" He hits Zayn's chest but Zayn stops him by grabbing his hand and kissing each of his knuckles.


Zayn chuckles, "But you love me more than anything in the world." He smirks as he cites Harry's words from when they confessed to each other, a week ago.


"Ahhhh! Tonight you're sleeping in your own room!" Harry frees his hands from Zayn's hold and crosses his arms with a pouting his luscious lips.


"You can't do that to me babe." Zayn groans, "You know I cannot sleep without spooning you."


Yes, they've been sleeping in Harry's bed since the day they confessed each other. They are boyfriends, after all. And, they are inseparable since that day, just like those couples who are deeply in love. When they are at school, the lads coo at them and call them love birds. They can't deny it though. They're indeed madly in love.


"You said I'm fat and ugly. So, yes I can!"


Zayn gasps, "I did not say anything like that!"


"Yes, you did. You said I'm a giant which means I am fat and ugly." Harry nods seriously with a pout still present on his chubby, angelic face.


"No babe, I didn't mean that!" Zayn turns serious as well, furrowing his eyebrows. "And yes I said you're kinda giant, but giant in a good way. Giant in a beautiful way. You're beautiful babe, just like an angel. You're not ugly in the slightest and you're not fat. You're just pregnant with our little princess. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever witnessed in my entire life. You're my angel. I'm so happy to have you babe."


"R-Really?" Harry shyly asks as his face turns light pink.


"Yes, Haz. How dare you doubt my love for you, babe?" Zayn huffs playfully when he sees Harry blushing, and raises his brow. "Need me to prove my love for you?"


"How?" Harry asks curiously.


Zayn smirks, reaching over to cup Harry's cheeks with his hands. He starts to place butterfly kisses on Harry's face, turning Harry into a giggling mess.


"S-Stop Zee." Harry giggles as Zayn continues to assault his face with kisses.


"No, you wanted me to prove my love to you."


"Zee." Harry laughs breathlessly, "p-please."


"No." Zayn laughs while kissing Harry's nose.


"Zee..." Harry's giggles breathlessly as he hears the phone ringing, "y-your phone..."


"Fine."Zayn smiles and pecks Harry's lips one last time before reaches for his phone which is on the table beside the couch. He looks at the screen, it's his mom.


"Hi, mom." Zayn answers the phone call while wrapping his hand around Harry's shoulder and pulling him closer. Harry rests his head on Zayn's chest as he listens to Zayn talking to Trisha.


"Hi, my dear son! How are you doing?" Trisha cheerfully asks from the other side.


"I'm actually doing good." Zayn winks at Harry though Harry doesn't know what Zayn is talking about. "How are you, mom?"

"I'm fine too. And, you know there's only about a week left for Christmas, right?"


"Yes. I am coming home the day before Christmas." Zayn casually plays with Harry's curls.


"Bring Harry with you, will you?"


"What? No mom, he has a family too!" Zayn huffs.


"I already invited Anne and Des to our house to celebrate Christmas with us and they agreed. Gemma will come too, she just arrived home yesterday. And, we have enough rooms for them to stay, you know." It's no surprise that the Maliks live in a mansion, they owned a very successful music company. Yaser wants Zayn to run the company after he graduates from college, but Zayn wants to be an artist, while Harry wants to be a lawyer. Okay, that's too much information, let's move on. "But you and Harry are staying in your room. You know what I mean Zayn. Make Harry a Malik!" Trisha whisper yells from the other side, like it's some kind of a secret and maybe it is.


"But mom-"


"No buts."


Zayn groans, he just wanted to tell his mom that Harry and he are together now." Mom listen to m-"


"Oh, look, the girls are calling me. I have to go. See you soon, my baby boy." With that Trisha hangs up.


Zayn huffs and tosses his phone back on the table.


"What's up, baby?" Harry asks.


"My mom wants you to celebrate Christmas with us." Zayn sighs.


"But-"


"Yes so she invited your family too. I'm sorry, Haz." Zayn looks at Harry with an apologetic smile.



"Oh, that's cool! I'm so excited!" Harry grins.


"Y-you're not mad?" He was kinda afraid that Harry would not be happy with this situation, but turns out he was wrong.


"Why would I be mad? I'm so happy to celebrate Christmas with you as a couple." Harry wraps his arms around Zayn's waist and puts his head back on Zayn's chest with a dimpled smile.


Zayn grins, hugging Harry tight and kissing his curls. "That's great." He murmurs.


-


They go to Louis' birthday party the day before they head home to celebrate Christmas.  Harry found it weird to see a girl named Harriet there. Wasn't she like an enemy to Louis? But anyhow, it didn't matter as long as Louis had a happy birth day.


Harry and Zayn are now in Zayn's car driving to his parents' house. It's not a long trip. The whole way, they listen to music, talk nonsense, and laugh at Harry's silly knock-knock jokes. Soon, they arrive at the Malik mansion. Zayn parks in the garage before they go in the house. They aren't that surprised to find everyone in the living room, watching a Christmas movie.


"Oh, they are here!" Trisha smiles when she sees Zayn and Harry entering the living room. She walks to them and pulls Harry into a motherly hug. "How are you, my dear and my granddaughter?"


"We're doing great." Harry smiles.


Trisha looks at Harry fondly and puts her hand on Harry's baby bump. "It's getting bigger." She gushes, "Come here, love. Sit down and rest."


Zayn clears his throat. "Mom, you seem to forget that your dear son is here too."


"Oh, hi, Zayn." Trisha says and then smiles at Harry. "Come, Harry, let's make you comfortable." She grabs Harry's hand and brings him to the couch, gently helping him sit down.


Zayn rolls his eyes and plops beside Harry.


After they greet everyone, Zayn claps his hands to get everyone's attention. "Since you're all here, I have something to tell you." Zayn smiles and wraps an arm around Harry's shoulder, "me and Harry are together."


"What?" Gemma is the one to break the thick silence. Everyone is dumbfounded.


"Yes, we're together. Zayn is my boyfriend." Harry grins and pecks Zayn's lips.


"Oh my Gosh! Is that for real? My dream has come true!" Trisha smiles widely. She hugs Harry and then pats Zayn's shoulder, kissing his forehead. "That's my boy. Good job, Zayn."


"Now you remember that you have a son." Zayn says playfully. Trisha smacks Zayn's head and tells him to behave.


"Congratulations, baby brother." Gemma smiles. Then she looks at Zayn and threatens him, "Treat my brother right, or else!"


"Ahhh Gem!" Harry groans in embarrassment.


Zayn raises his hands and says seriously, "I will treat him right, I promise."


Gemma gives him an approing smile and hugs him.


Anne smiles brightly and gives both the boys a kiss. Des and the Malik sisters congratulate them, saying that they are happy for them and glad to hear the good news.


"Congratulations, boys! I'm starting to think that everything is possible. Zayn used to label himself as straight and now look at him, he's got a boyfriend who is having his baby. I am so happy for you guys. Since you mom's dream has come true, I'm not giving up on mine. So, how about running my company after you graduate, Zayn?" Yaser winks at Zayn.


Zayn groans, "No, dad."

-

After dinner, Zayn helps his sisters, Waliyha, Doniya and Safaa, to decorate the Christmas tree while Gemma, Des and Yaser get in a conversation about Gemma's traveling experiences. Harry is in the kitchen sharing his special soup recipe with Trisha and Anne.


They all go to their rooms at 10 pm after saying goodnight to each other.


Harry walks into Zayn's childhood bedroom and immediately plops down on the bed, "Ahhhhh I missed you my dear bed." He lies down and hugs a pillow, sighing dramatically.


"Your bed?" Zayn crocks his brow at Harry after closing the door behind him.


"Of course my bed!" Harry says indignantly, "I slept in this bed literally every week when we were in high school."


"Okay, it's yours." Zayn smiles fondly at Harry's cuteness before walking to him, and whispers seductively in his ear, "And, I'm yours too."


"Stop it, you horny bastard! We're in your childhood bedroom!" Harry hits Zayn's chest playfully.


Zayn laughs and lays beside him. They are looking at the ceiling blankly when Zayn suddenly sits up and takes a little box out of his pocket. "Umm, Harry I have something for you."


"What is it? It's not Christmas yet." Harry asks curiously and sits up too.


"I know." Zayn says nervously, "I-it's not a Christmas gift. I know we just got together, it hasn't been longer than a month, but y-yeah..." Zayn hands the little box to Harry and gestures him to open it.


Harry cocks his brow and opens the box to reveal a beautiful platinum ring with a chain. Harry gasps out loud covering his mouth with his hand. The ring is just so beautiful, he can't take his eyes off it.


"I-It's a promise ring." Zayn fiddles with the rings on his fingers nervously as he waits for Harry to say something, but Harry doesn't say a word, just looks at the ring with a shocked face. Was it too much? "You don't like it, do you?" Zayn asks with a sad voice, he forces a smile and reaches over to take the ring back. "It's okay if you don't like it. I could just throw-"


"No! I like it!" Harry smacks Zayn's hand away. "It's so beautiful."


"Y-You do?" Zayn's eyes are wide with a hint of happiness in them.


"Yes, actually I love it! Now put it on me, will you?" He hands Zayn the ring necklace.


Zayn nods with a smile, and puts it around Harry's neck as Harry holds his hair up.  Harry looks like an angel with the ring necklace.


"Does it looks good on me?" Harry asks shyly.


"Everything looks good on you, my angel." Zayn smiles fondly at him.


Harry grins, touching the ring. He pecks Zayn's lips. "I love you."


"I love you too, babe." Zayn grins.


"Let's profane your childhood bed!" Harry says with a mischievous smile, and pulls Zayn with him as he lies down.


Zayn raises his brow. "Who was talking about not doing anything naughty in my childhood room just a while ago?"


Harry whines and then kisses Zayn. Zayn smirks and hovers over him, kissing him with passion.

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