𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 {𝐇.𝐒}

.XXVI.

"So, what are you planning to do this weekend?" Zayn asks me over the phone.

I fiddle with a few tendrils of my blanket, thinking of an answer to come up with.

I'm honestly supposed to be going with Harry to take fall pictures at the pumpkin patch in Georgia and then we're going to spend the weekend there at one of his houses. He planned this so that he could send the pictures to his father to show him how well it's going down here between the two of us.

"Um, well I'm going to be in Georgia to take fall pictures there and just spend time together. Why, what's up?" I ask, and he sighs.

"Oh it's nothing, never mind. This weekend is you and Harry's family time so I won't get in between that."

My heart truly shatters at how his happy tone died, and now he sounds just so sad.

"I'm so sorry, how about we do whatever you had planned on Monday? I'm not going to school anyways, so that would be a good day to do it." I suggest, and I hear nothing but his breathing for a few seconds and then I hear the line come back to life.

"Sure baby, that's a good idea. Why aren't you going to school Monday?"

"Oh, because I have to go get a checkup for my lungs since my asthma is getting worse with the new environment and such. And I have to refill on my inhaler." I explain to him, and I can imagine him nodding his head, but realising that I don't see him.

"Oh okay. Well I'll talk to you later, love you." He tells me, and I tell him I love him too.

I honestly hate saying that to him, knowing that I'm touching, kissing, and being with my stepbrother behind his back. It kills me to tell him those three words because I'm cheating on this poor man, and he is blindly in love with me still.

I need to end things soon with him, because I am not a cheater and I'd rather tell him what's going on than him finding out himself.

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"Do you have everything packed?" Harry asks, and I nod as I zip up my duffle bag.

"Are you su-"

"Harry I told you I've got everything packed five million times!" I fuss at him, but then start laughing.

"Oh, my bad. I'm just making sure that you've got everything love." He tells me, pulling me in front of him by my waist and kissing me on my neck.

I moan at the sensation, wanting for him to do more, so I reach my hand down to grab him and he jumps in surprise, squeezing my ass.

"Baby, lets wait until we get to our destination before we get freaky, yeah?" He says, rubbing circles in my back. I nod my head, biting my lip as I back away and he slaps my ass. "You look fit in those yoga pants by the way."

"Thanks." Is what I say, and I make sure to sway my hips even more in front of him to get him riled up. I can hear him pick up my duffle bag and then I can feel him pushing himself against my ass to get me into the elevator.

I laugh at him and soon I'm hopping into his sleek space gray Audi Saloon. He turns on the car for me while he puts the bags in the trunk, and I press the button to turn on the seat heaters (omfg I love these things so much. They're a lifesaver) and settle in, putting my seatbelt on. He gets in, and turns on his seat heaters as well.

We back out of the garage and go into the city, exiting onto the interstate and on our way to Georgia.