Touch (Z.S) (Rewriting)

Chapter 10.

I wake up, my bottom sore. Of course. I let out a groan and start rubbing my bum gently. If it's always going to hurt like this after, I don't want to be doing this often. Wait... I sit up quickly, looking around. Where's Zayn? I almost panic but then the smell of pancakes fill my nose and I instantly calm down. He's just cooking. I lay back down and close my eyes, resting for a while.

Last night, he was only being gentle with kisses but when it came down to having sex. All I can say is... holy fucking shit. I was prasing the gods, thanking them for making lube a thing. I would probably be paralyzed the waist down if he didn't use lube. Yeah, that rough. He tells me that there's going to be a thin line between pain and pleasure for a while, at least for my first couple of times. I wish he would be more gentle, I do appreciate his effort though. He does for a bit but then he goes back to the pace he was at before.

"Hey babe. I've fixed up some breakfast for us." Zayn says softly. I jump, turning to look at him. How long was I thinking for? I blush and nod. I was afraid to get up and this time we were alone so I figured we would be fine. "C-can you pass me my boxers then carry me?" I smile sheepishly, my cheeks turning red. He smile sweetly and walks to his drawer, getting a pair of his boxers out. "Take one of mine. Yours are kind of.. dirty right now." he chuckles, tossing the boxers to me. I nod and slide on the boxer briefs. When Zayn sees I have them on, he scoops me off of the bed and carries me out the room. I hold onto him, my head resting against his shoulder. I look up at him and smile. He was so attrative... and he's the perfect boyfriend. To bad he's not actually your boyfriend.

He sets me down on the chair, putting a plate in front of me. It was two pancakes topped with strawberries and powdered sugar. I grab the knife and fork, cutting myself a piece and shoving the small piece in my mouth. He was even a good cook. I almost moan at how good the food is and Zayn laughs, sitting next to me with two blueberry pancakes. He eats a few pieces and then he wipes his mouth, looking at me.

"Harry, I didn't just take you here to have sex. That was great, I loved every second of it, but we really do need to talk about this." he breaks the silence. I take a deep breath and look at him. Now I was nervous. I finish chewing and swallowing the strawberry slice in my mouth and I nervously wait for him to start speaking.

"I really do like you, I really do. But what are you going to do about Emily? You obviously still haven't broken up with her..." He sounded a bit hurt and that made me sad. I was hurting him. Knowing I was the reason he could be sad really made me feel like shit. "I... I tried the day that I was watching movies with her after the party... But I couldn't do it... I don't know why.." I say, loud enough for Zayn to hear. Zayn lets out a sigh and after that, we're just silent for a while.

"It's okay, I'll still be here. Break up with her when you feel strong enough to.." Zayn suddenly says, which I'm shocked. I expected a lot more yelling and a lot less mercy. "But for now... do you want to continue this, whatever we're doing, or do you want to stop until you break up with her?" he adds on and that's where I'm completely speechless. Is he really making me choose between that. I let out a nervous laugh and rub the back of my neck.

"I uh.. Zayn.. I'm not sure... I feel so guilty for doing this but at the same time I don't really care..." I stare down at my lap, hoping Zayn doesn't get mad now or anything. My stomach growls but I do my best to not reach out and eat the pancakes on my plate. That would be a bit awkward and rude of me to do at this moment.

"Alright. Finish eating babe, I wanna cuddle and watch some movies. Is that fine?" He kisses the top of my head and looks down at me. I look back up and a smile spreads across my face. I nod and pull him into a hug. "Thanks for understanding... and can I take a quick shower after too?" I kiss his cheek then pull away to continue eating my pancakes.