NOT EVEN THE GODS ABOVE, CAN SEPARATE THE TWO OF US (ZARRY)

Ch-38

Harry's POV

After breakfast, Zayn offered to walk me to my room, so we were there now.

As I was going to shut the door, Zayn put his leg in between, "Harry can we talk?"

"Talk? What about?"

"Please? Can I come inside?" he pleaded.

"Okay, come on in."

We were sitting in an extreme uncomfortable silence, fiddling fingers and ruffling hair.

"Harry, I'm sorry. "

"Zayn, you really hurt me. You made Gigi pregnant. What about her now?"

"It was a mistake Harry but I love the baby now and let me tell you something important. Gigi said that I can go, she will raise the baby by herself and of course I'll provide her with everything. Harry, I never loved Gigi. It was a PR."

My eyes widened and tears brimmed, "What? You could have just told me Zayn. You broke my heart for a fucking PR."

He hugged me tightly to which I was reacting by pushing him a little but he just held me , hugged me tighter.

"Zayn, let me go"

"No Harry, I would never."

I could feel his tears on my cheeks as I cried on his shoulders.

We pulled out a little so that our faces were so close, lips almost touching.

My heart was beating so loud, almost bursting out of my chest. After 5 years, 5 years of heartbreak, 5 years of missing him, 5 years of writing songs about him and 5 years of still loving him, finally I was going to kiss him again.

He leaned forward a bit more and connected our lips into the sweetest kiss ever.

Pleasure surged right through my veins. He tasted the same, like honey, mint and cigarettes. I opened my mouth as he dipped his tongue inside, sucking my tongue and exploring every corner of my mouth.

He swallowed all of my throaty moans, running his hands through my hair as I held his neck tightly, pulling him closer, kissing him more.

We were just so lost into the kiss, we didn't care about the world anymore
It was just Zayn and I. Us. Our tears were mixing but we couldn't have cared less. I knew I loved him and I had to fight to make him mine.

Zayn Malik is mine.

As we needed air to breathe, we parted. Zayn bumped out foreheads together and whispered, " I love you so much Harry Styles!"

A smile twitched on my face, "I've always loved you Zayn Malik!"

He grinned, lacing our fingers together as we both sat there in peace.

"Harry, I need to tell you something."

"Hmm?" I frowned a little.

"I wanna tell you why I left."

Zarrrrryyyyyyy kissssss! * aggressive, ugly sobbing *

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