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twenty five

the two were sleeping, cuddled together on zayn's bed the next morning. zayn's mom came in briefly to wake up zayn and let him know that she was going to be off to work and would be back later that day, zayn's dad already having left beforehand. so, the two of them were left to their own devices. they slept a little longer, sleeping off the alcohol from the party last night.

they slept until a little after noon. harry was the first to wake up. he groans softly, rubbing his eyes. he releases a deep yawn, stretching out his limbs. his bones pop slightly, making harry sigh in relief. he opens his eyes, coming face to face with his sexy boyfriend who remained sleeping. harry smiles softly at how cute zayn looked whilst he was sleeping. his hair flopping over his forehead, and messily spread about the pillow.

harry releases another yawn as he carefully turned his body around to see what time it was on the clock set up on zayn's nighstand. it was almost one o'clock. harry hums softly. slowly, he begins to sit up from the bed. he feels the familiar tinge in his bladder that tells him that he needs to pee. running a hand through his hair, harry slips out of bed without waking zayn up to go to the bathroom.

he uses the toilet before flushing the toilet and washing his hands. then he tiredly walks back down the hall to zayn's room. he pouts when he sees san is still sleeping. he decides that he doesn't want to wake zayn up, and to let him sleep. they did get a little drunk last night, so he didn't want to bother him. he'd just let zayn wake up on his own. he searches for his phone, which he soon finds lying around on the floor. the battery is still relatively high seeing as he hasn't used it much last night, so that was good.

harry smiles and makes his way downstairs, deciding to watch some tv as he waits for his sleepy head of a boyfriend to finally come around. he turns to one of his favorite networks, and thankfully they're playing something interesting. while the show is playing, harry unlocks his phone, checking all of his notifications. some of them came in last night, and some are newer from today.

he looks through instagram and snapchat, clicking through various stories absentmindedly. as he's scrolling through instagram he sees something that makes his entire body freeze, his heart nearly falling right out of his chest. he sits up quickly, eyes wide as he stares down at the video. the video had no audio, and it was taken at the party they attended last night. the thing was, it was of zayn and gigi.

the video was short, only lasting for about three or four seconds playing on a loop. but it clearly shows zayn and gigi's lips meeting before ending abruptly. harry's eyes were so wide they nearly popped out of his head as his heart raced. he noticed that it was the same room he had walked in on them talking in, so this must've happened sometime before he came in. what the fuck?

why the fuck didn't zayn say anything about this?

he told harry that nothing had happened and that gigi and he had only talked. he clutched his phone tightly in his hand, so hard that it was a miracle the damn thing didn't crumble. he clenches his teeth in anger, sadness, and complete disgust. standing up, harry marched back up to zayn's room, slamming the door open. he grabs a hold of the light blanket draped over zayn and rips it off of him, causing zayn to wake up almost immediately, looking around in confusion.

"what the-"

"tell me what the fuck this is!" harry screams, shoving his phone in zayn's face. zayn's eyebrows are furrowed in confusion, still half asleep. he rubs his eyes, vision kinda blurry. then he looks at the screen trying to figure what the hell harry was screaming about. at first he's confused, but then the look of realization crosses over his face and he looks modified. he looks up at harry with guilt written all over his face.

"babe, i can explain."

"explain? explain are you kidding me?! you told me nothing happened!" harry screams, dropping his phone on the bed as he starts pacing the room angrily, pulling at his hair. zayn stands up, walking over to harry, reaching out. "don't touch me!" harry hisses.

"harry, please don't let the video fool you. she kissed me and i pushed her away, it doesn't show everything." zayn tries to explain, his heart is pounding. harry stops pacing to glare at him.

"yeah? why didn't you tell me last night then when i asked you?" harry asks, feeling his body shaking, as he clutches his fists.

"i didn't want you to get mad and lash out. baby, you have to believe me, i would never-"

"how do i fucking know that z?"

"because i fucking love you, only you!" zayn exclaims. harry runs a hand furiously through his hair.

"i keep telling you time after time how i feel about her, and it's like you don't even hear me! why do you keep getting close to her when you know her intentions?! do you even care about how i feel?!" harry screeches, becoming increasingly upset. he can feel tears building up in the back of his eyes, burning as he start to reach the surface.

"h, i do care, i care baby." zayn says softly, walking over to him to grasp harry's wrists. tears start to slide down harry's cheeks, causing zayn's heart to clench tightly.

"you get mad at me all the time whenever i let my insecurities get the best of me and i accuse you of cheating, but then you go and let this shit happen. how do you want me to think?" harry sniffles. "how can i trust you when you hide it from me?"

"baby.. i'm sorry, don't cry please." he says pulling him closer. "i was wrong, i should've told you the moment it happened." harry continues to softly cry with his head down and eyes shut. after a moment or two, harry sniffles softly. he then lifts his head to look back at zayn and pulls his arms away from him, wiping his eyes.

"i'm going home."

"baby.." zayn murmurs pleadingly as he watches harry grab his phone from the bed, and starts gathering up his other stuff. "please don't go."

"no, i just- i need space zayn." harry says, shoving everything into his bag before zipping it up. zayn goes over to him, wrapping his arms around harry. the green eyed boy squeezes his eyes shut, biting his lip.

"i love you."

harry pushes him away slightly, looking away.

"just give me space, please." he says, and without another word, he exits zayn's room, leaving the raven haired boy standing there with a heavy pain lingering in his chest.

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