Walking into Harry's flat,it was Quite decorated. Nice futon,coffee table,decent size television,table.
"Well...erm make yourself at home. Would you like a beer?"Harry asked walking into the kitchen. "Yes please. "
Zayn looked around the living area. He saw a couple of picture frames of a group. It was Harry and a couple of the other strippers from the bar plus the manager and Niall."Their like family. "Zayn nearly jumped at the sudden voice. "Jesus Harry,don't do that. "Zayn said holding at his heart. "I'm sorry boo. "Harry said,trying to keep his composure. The two boys had their moment,staring into each others eyes. Zayn felt his heart flutter as he intensely stared into Harry's green orbs. He had never felt anything like it before. Not even when he was with Louis. It was a different kind of feeling,almost like a safe haven. "Erm...we should probably eat the pizza before it gets any colder. "zayn said breaking eye contact.
The two boys sat on the couch,watching Love Actually. Zayn wasn't big on the romantic movies but Harry had said it was one of his favorite movies.
"Can I ask you a question Harry?"zayn said as he finished up his pizza. "Sure,what?"Harry said,mouth full of food.
"How did you...erm..become a..stripper?"zayn said,regretting ever asking such a stupid question. "Y-You d-don't have to answer if you don't-" "It's fine zayn,really"Harry said,putting a hand on zayns knee trying to comfort him.
Harry had told zayn his whole life experience,from when his parents left him to when he was eighteen. Zayn felt sorry for Harry. He just wanted to pull the curly headed boy into a tight embrace and cry. "I-I'm so sorry Harry. That you had to go through that your whole life. "zayn said,tears brimming in his eyes. Harry wiped away a tear,caressing his cheek smoothly. "You don't need to be Boo,I'm still alive today,and heathy. "Harry said,still cupping zayns cheek. Zayn brought his hand up to Harry's,grabbing it tight loving the warmth it gave off.
Next thing zayn knew,Harry was Inching closer and closer,zayn doing the same. Their lips met,in a passionate,lust filled kiss. It wasn't like their first kiss they shared. It was something else. Harry was something else.
Their kisses were sloppy,Harry rubbing circles on zayns cheek.
Zayn didn't want this to end,he would wish that they could stay in this happiness forever. But as he was kissing Harry,he thought about him. Louis. Out of everything,He had to pop up at a time like this. Zayn needed this to stop.
He pulled away from the kiss,quickly getting up and exiting the flat leaving Harry with a hurtful expression left on his face.
