Zayn Malik, a high school senior, moves in with his cousin Liam after getting kicked out for coming out as gay. Zayn was starting to get use to the ups and downs he's faced in life. That was until he met thee stubborn and uptight roller coaster, Har...
First of all....I just watched the Watermelon Sugar music video and I am officially bald. Harry snatched all the hair off my head.
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HARRY COULD RUN ME OVER WITH A TRUCK AND I'D THANK HIM. HWVSHAHAVSJAJAB
OKAY I NEED TO RELAX
BUT ANWAY...back to the story
SMUT WARNING. IF SEX FREAKS YOU OUT DON'T READ THIS CHAPTER.
Chapter 50: I Love You
It was currently almost 8 at night and I decided to stay over Harry's place all weekend. I was going to go home yesterday after that text fight with Louis but decided to stay here since I didn't feel like dealing with Liam.
Now that I think about it, staying an extra day here just made it worse. But who cares. Harry was definitely helping me distract from the fact my ass is gone when I do finally go home.
"Go a little lower please." I said sighing as his large hands roamed and massages my back.
Harry offered to give me a massage after my shower. He says he wants to help me unwind. Whatever that means.
I felt Harry squeeze a butt cheek and I almost flew off his bed. "Harry! Not that low."
He put his hands up. "Sorry, you need to be more specific..." He slowly said pushing me back down on his mattress. "Now relax, you're so jumpy." He said rubbing my shoulders briefly.
"Because you're a perv. You touching my junk stopped being an accident after the fourth time."
I heard Harry chuckle behind me. "Well, my hands have no control." He said tracing his fingers down my back.
I felt his fingers stop at my boxers and I frozen. "Harry-"
"Zayn, turn around." He interrupted me. I fiddled with my fingers as I turned around. "Do you see this?" He asked slowly.
My eyes shifted to his sweats. His bulb was huge...
I let a shaky breath. "Harry, I-"
He moved closer to me and cupped my cheeks. "You what?"
I sighed. "I don't want to go to the hospital for a broken asshole." I said looking at Harry with a straight face.
We looked at each other for a second before laughing. "Imagine going to the hospital for that though? How embarrassing would that be?" I said holding my chest.
"Yeah, that would be hard to explain to a doctor how that happened. But anyway, I doubt that I would...tare you down there." Harry said chuckling.
I looked at him in disbelief. "Have you seen your own penis? That's liking sticking a water bottle up there. It's a no from me."
Harry let out a loud laugh. "You're so dramatic, I love it." He said leaning in and pecking my lips.
Harry grinned at me as he traced my jawline. "Zayn...I love yo-unicorns." He stuttered.
