Zayn's pov

It felt good after sharing my story with someone. To show who I really am.

Harry was not replying anything so I lifted myself on my elbow to look at him. Tears were flowing down his cheeks. He cried for me. I thought he would make fun of me.

He looked at me and my eyes travelled down to his lips. His luscious pink lips. I wanted to taste them so bad. I didn't know what came over me but I leaned forward and stopped till I could feel his breath on my face. I gave him time so if he didn't wanted it he could stop me but he didn't. He just closed his eyes.

I touched my lips with his. Not moving them and I felt those sparks. That I always feel. But I wanted more. I started kissing him and he kissed back just as eagerly.

The world around me didn't existed . I could just feel harry's lips and it was amazing those fireworks and butterflies in my stomach.

We sat up so now he was on my lap. His hands around my neck and mine around his waist pulling him close. I took his bottom lip between my teeth softly which earned a moan from harry. It was so deep and sexy. I just wanted to make him moan now.

I slided my tongue inside his mouth. Exploring every corner of it . We pulled apart to breathe and harry rested his forehead on my shoulder. I took the opportunity and started sucking and bitting his neck. He gasped at first but soon moaned when I found his sweet spot. I bitted and sucked it I was hard and I knew harry was too.

"Z-zayn we should stop " he said lifting his head up and backing a little.

"I'm sorry harreh.I shouldn't have done what I did with you. But trust me I really lo-like you. But I understand if you don't want to stay with me. But I'll convince you one day to be my boyfriend. "

"You don't have to . I like you zayn already. "

I looked at him but he rejected my proposal on the first day.

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