Three of Them (Zourry)

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Harry's pov

"You want to what?" Louis' voice was shocked. His eyes went wide and his mouth was agape.

"Quit the organization." Zayn sighed. Louis shook his head disbelievingly.

"Why?" My brown haired boyfriend asked. Zayn stopped for a second, to think, perhaps.

"I don't want to put you two in anymore danger, I hate that I have to kill people, I hate ruining kids' future, I'm afraid that I'd go to jail, and I got enough money stashed to live for a long time, and to top it off, I got you guys, I don't need drugs anymore." My other boyfriend elaborated. And I smiled at that last sentence. Louis probably did too.

It had been a week since that time Zayn went a little overboard and almost killed his boyfriend. My boyfriend. I had to say, things are looking great right now, we got along just fine.

"Okay, love, if that's what you want." Louis smiled as he said it.

"What about the boys? You love them, and I do too, they're great friends." He added. Zayn had a faint smile on his face. It was kinda weird and looked a lot like it had a hidden meaning behind it.

"I'd still hang out with them, if that's alright with them." Zayn stated. The three of us had smiles on our face. Even though there was a slight worry on both Louis' and Zayn's face.

"Okay." Louis simply replied and kissed Zayn's forehead. We were lying naked on the bed post hot animalistic sex. Zayn was in the middle, with Louis on his right and me on the other side.

"Do you guys have anything to do right now?" I asked. Both of my boyfriends shook their heads no.

"Well then, shall we go on a date? The date we promised we would have?" I grinned. They both looked at me and agreed pretty quickly.

"Yes, finally! We've fucked so many times and we still haven't go on a date!" Louis complained. Zayn smirked at that, hence most of the fucking was started by his innuendos.

"Oh, come on, it's not like you hate it." The black haired tattooed guy protested. Louis didn't agree but he laughed a little. I smiled softly, looking at these two, God, I love them.

"Well, where do you want to go, Harry?" Louis asked. I didn't say anything, I wanted to think. But Zayn beat me to answer the question.

"Skydiving! I've always wanted to go skydiving!" He answered so giddy and excitedly. Aw, man, Zayn could be cute too!

But skydiving?! Hell no.

"No way! Too scary, I don't wanna die yet!" I protested. Causing the two guys look at me and laugh.

"Aww, honey. Okay, no skydiving for the first date, but I can't say the same with the next ones. Any suggestion that's less extreme?" My feathery haired boyfriend replied. He was always so nice and kind.

"Pussy."Zayn muttered. I knew he was joking though.

"What did you just say?" I attacked him with kisses all over his face and neck, making my boyfriend squirmed and laughed. He raised his hands in defeat.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! You are not a pussy, love. You're the bravest, toughest, most amazing man I've ever met." He smiled. It seemed genuine to a certain degree. I smiled at the sentence and stopped attacking the guy.

"Whoa, whoa! What about me?" Louis seemed offended.

"I love you, but you're just an average man, babe." Zayn said then stuck out his tongue at Louis. These two are so childish that sometimes I wondered whether I was dating 27 years old men, or 12 years old boys.