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twenty four

"what the hell is going on?"

the moment harry says that, zayn and gigi both look towards harry. harry's eyes narrow at gigi, while zayn takes a step back walking over to harry.

"baby, nothing is going on." zayn tells harry, as he tries to wrap his arm around harry. harry pushes his arm away, glaring at zayn. as much as harry wanted to believe him, he couldn't help but be suspicious. how does zayn go from 'i'm going outside to have a smoke' to physically walking into a room to be alone with gigi, all while harry is not in his presence? i mean, damn, harry was only gone for five minutes to the bathroom and zayn decides its a good idea to go hang out with gigi, knowing damn well how harry feels about her?

"then why the fuck are you alone in here with that little hussy?" harry ask hisses.

"who the hell are you calling a hussy?" gigi asks, glaring at harry.

"shut the fuck up, i'm talking to my boyfriend bitch." harry snapped. gigi gasped, taken aback at harry's outburst. zayn's almost equally as shocked, then again this is harry, he tends to get upset easily and blow up. zayn knows this very well seeing as all the arguments they've broken out into, even over the pettiest things. on top of that, harry's pretty drunk as well, so this only heightens everything. zayn really doesn't want this to get messy, but he can already feel that it might go there.

"babe, calm down."

"don't tell me to calm down, tell me what you're doing in here with her?" harry asks him again, clenching his jaw. he was already getting very agitated every passing second and if zayn doesn't explain himself right now, harry was going to lose it.

"she just wanted to talk."

"and you needed to be alone for that?" harry asked.

"you know it's not like that, babe." zayn tells him. harry narrows his eyes.

"then she has her hands on you like she wants to eat you alive, and you didn't seem to mind it one bit." harry snaps. zayn frowns.

"i wasn't going to do anything with her. why don't you trust me?"

"why do you give me reasons not to?" harry asks. zayn rolls his eyes.

"why do i even bother trying to explain anything to you when you don't even trust me?" zayn replies.

"how the fuck can i trust you when you do things like this?!" harry yells. zayn glares at him, glancing at gigi who's just watching the two of them. zayn growls slightly, before grabbing harry's hand and pulling them out of the room, to go somewhere more private. harry is fuming as zayn leads them through the sea of people, pulling him to the backyard where there's a lot less people. they go off to the side of the house. harry then snatches his hand away from zayn, looking at him seriously. "why were you alone with her? why was she touching you?" harry asks.

"it was nothing harry, she just wanted to talk. i wasn't going to do anything with her."

"what did she want to want then?"

"you know, how she always is.. just telling me that she missed me and wishes things could have been different." zayn tells him softly. harry narrows his eyes at zayn.

"so basically she wants to get back with you, knowing that you are taken, and are happily in a relationship?"

"yeah, but you already know you're the only one i want." zayn tells him, going to wrap his arms around harry's waist, pulling him closer. harry sighs deeply.

"but zee, you know how i feel about her, i don't understand why you would go off with her like that." harry tells him.

"yeah, yeah that was stupid, i shouldn't have done that." zayn admits. he doesn't exactly know what he was thinking. after he had walked off, gigi spotted him and before he could even light his cigarette, she came up to him. of course when she first asked zayn to talk privately with her, zayn wasn't having it, because he already knew what she was about but after she nagged to him, he thought maybe he'd give her a minute or two of his time. clearly, he made a bad decision because he knows it's very strange to be conversing with his ex like that, considering how harry felt about her. zayn felt really bad, he really didn't want this night to go down like this.

"yeah, you shouldn't have." harry sighs. then he looks back at harry, looking into his eyes. "but if it was just talking, then i guess there's no harm done.." harry says. zayn nods slowly, chewing on his bottom lip. there's a long pause before he speaks again, clearing his throat.

"i love you okay?"

"i love you." harry responds. zayn smiles weakly, leaning forward to press his lips to harry's, kissing him briefly. "i don't wanna fight." harry breaths softly as they softly bump their foreheads together. zayn strokes his cheek gently.

"me neither." zayn whispers. he leans in to connect their lips gently kissing harry on the mouth. harry whimpers against his lips when zayn starts to nibble lightly on them, massaging his tongue against his lips. zayn pulls away first making his boyfriend whine at the lose of contact. zayn slips his hand into harry's. "c'mon, let's just go home. we can have a little party of our own." zayn says, giving harry a knowing look. harry bites his lip looking at zayn through his eyelashes, nodding in agreement. zayn smirks, kissing him briefly again before he starts to tug harry away, heading towards his car where he parked down the street.

the two leave the party behind and head back to zayn's house, sneaking inside the house a they wouldn't wake zayn's parents. once they get into zayn's room, the door is locked. there is where zayn fucks the living soul out of harry, until he's crying and trembling while also trying to be quiet so that zayn's parents don't hear them. the situation that happened at the party getting lost somewhere in the back of his mind without another thought.

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