Harry is a singer, Zayn is one of his fans and they start developing a relationship.
Inspired by Rotimi - In my bed
There's a meeting in my bed
The first time it happened, it was something spontaneous, totally unplanned.
Harry had just finished one of his concerts and was walking to the van, smiling and waving at the fans on the way, stopping to sign stuff and take pictures. But a particular someone caught his eye.
A beautiful tanned man with mesmerizing hazel orbs and God given facial structures. He both wanted a picture and a signature. Harry gladly took the picture, kissing the stranger's cheek, liking how he blushed and grinned dreamily.
Oh that smile, stunning and so fucking genuine, it was such a beautiful sight that he felt privileged to be able to witness.
You could see all the joy and excitation radiating from it and sparkling in his hypnotizing orbs. When he handed the Vinyl cover that he wanted to have signed, Harry smirked, writing down his number quickly before signing.
The man thanked him a million times and he nodded before he kept walking stopping again a few times before entering the van.
The stranger felt like he was in heaven, he immediately changed his lock screen, putting the picture he just took with his favorite artist as the new one. He then skipped to his car, humming his favorite song, Kiwi.
Once he sat down he kept grinning at the picture like an idiot, brushing his cheek with the tip of his fingers where Harry had kissed him.
He then sighed happily and took the Vinyl in his hands to look at the signature but his eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw the digits.
Harry on his side was tapping nervously on his thigh as he waited for his phone to vibrate.
Finally it did and he quickly looked at the notification.
323-319-6060
This is a joke right?? You did not just give me your actual phone number??
Harry grinned and typed in an answer.
Harry
I guess my fingers slipped? What's your name gorgeous?
The stranger gasped, almost dropping his phone.
323-319-6060
No this has to be a fucking joke.
And you called me gorgeous too wtf??
To this Harry frowned.
Harry
You are gorgeous. And stop swearing, it might get you in trouble baby.
323-319-6060
Wow okay sorry Mister Styles, dominant much. My name is Zayn.
Harry
Your name is hot, I will enjoy it rolling off my tongue when I'm being pleasured.
Zayn choked on his spit and shifted uncomfortably as his member twitched in interest.
Zayn
Oh so that's why you gave me your number, you want to shag?
Harry scratched his chin, not really knowing how to answer. Well the truth will do.
Harry
I mean you just caught my intention in general, I wouldn't mind us talking but you also make my friend down there really happy. You don't have to of course but if you're okay then more power to us.
Zayn licked his lips, turning on the Ac as he started feeling hot.
Zayn
Are you kidding? I'd love to do you. When and where do I need to be?
