Touch (Z.S) (Rewriting)

Chapter 3.

Harry looks through the menu, his mouth watering at the choices presented. He sets the menu down and grins, excited to order. The smell of delicious food filled his nose, making him sigh happily. The scent kind of reminded him of home. Zayn smiles at Harry before a waitress came to their table. She seemed to recognize Zayn... Well Zayn did say he came here often so that's understandable.

"The usual, Malik?" the girl says in a playful voice

The Usual? Did he really come this often? And Malik? Why is she just calling him by his last name? Zayn laughs and nods casually. Harry just smiles, awkwardly sitting and squirming since he didn't want to be rude. 

"And what about you?" the girl finally looks at Harry and smiles sweetly

"I'll have the uh blueberry pancake breakfast, please. Eggs scrambled too! Please." Harry grins

The waitress nods, writing it down. She smirks down at Zayn, nudges at his shoulder then walks off with their menus. What was that about?

Harry sips his iced tea and scrunches up his nose, deciding that he should add some sugar in it. He forgot they didn't have raspberry iced tea so he got regular iced tea. It wasn't sweet and he didn't like that. He pours and mixes the sugar for a while then he takes a sip from the iced tea again. He smiles in delight at the now sweet drink and continues drinking it. 

"So about this morning... what was that all about?" Zayn suddenly asks.

Harry chokes on his iced tea but he manages to swallow it instead of spitting the iced tea out on the table. 

 "I.. Niall was... Niall decided to play a prank on us I guess? I don't know honestly..." His cheeks were bright red. He knew EXACTLY what happened. "Oh you know just had a wet dream, specifically one of the both of us having sex". No way he was going to say that.

"Don't act so innocent, babe, I heard you moaning.." Zayn smirks and licks his lips

 Was he playing around or flirting? He confuses me so much it frustrates me sometimes.. The real question was: did he hear me moaning his name over and over again? Hopefully not. Harry squirms in his seat and looks down at his lap in silence. He laughs awkwardly, not sure of what to say to defend himself. He knew this day was going to hold a lot of teasing from Zayn...

...

Harry was sitting down, the wind blowing the few loose strands of hair. Should I redo my bun?  Yeah, definitely... He coughs, letting his hair down. Once again, he throws it up into a bun, smiling at the result. He couldn't see it but his buns, as cocky as it sounds, usually look really good. Zayn kept staring at him with just a smile on his face.

 "Can I help you?" Harry asks sassily

Zayn just laughs and shakes his head, looking away. Harry smirks and playfully punch his shoulder. Luckily, Zayn didn't tease him too much today. He did here and there but then again, he would tease him if he was in his situation too.

He leans against Zayn and let out a yawn, his head on his shoulder. Today felt like the most fun he's had in a while and he felt a bit guilty because he had more fun with Zayn than with their entire group. You mean more fun with Zayn than you've ever had with your "girlfriend"?

"You tired, babe?" Zayn raises an eyebrow.

Harry rolls his eyes and shakes his head. Zayn calls everyone babe and it annoys him sometimes. Wow now I just sound like a typical jealous girlfriend... Zayn nods and wraps an arm around his shoulders. Zayn was so warm and Harry just felt so safe with him. He felt invincible in Zayn's arms.