"I think I might need a shower before going to bed" I said to Zayn, as we both were removing our clothes. I felt exhausted, and needed to sleep, but there's nothing like a hot shower to help you to relax, it would help me to sleep, not well, but at least a bit better.

"May I join you?" Zayn asked, taking off his shoes. And I simply nodded to let him know that I agreed;

We both headed to the bathroom, and as I stepped first into the tiled shower, I turned the faucet to let the hot sparkling water running over my body, then Zayn pulled the curtain wide open to join me;

The water started to pour Zayn's body, beginning with his hair, which was making him even more hot as hell. I have something with wet hair when it comes to guys, it just makes them look so attractive.

Zayn knew me very well, and he knew that I couldn't do anything tonight. Even if I kind of promised him some funny business earlier, what happened in the alley had caught any sassiness I had for now.

We just took our shower, caressing each other gently, and sensually. Making me rolled my eyes of soft pleasure. I immediately felt I was in protecting bubble.

That's how it was between Zayn and I, for a while now; We both started to be only fuck buddies from time to time, not letting each other in. It was all about sex, and nothing else. But as time passed. We built a sort of relationship. It was more than a one-night stand, and just sex, but nothing involving any feelings.

To be honest, it was reassuring.

Of course, I had some one-night stand once in a while, but I can't hide that it wasn't very my thing. You would ask why do you fuck with a friend without feelings, believing it's the same. But I don't think so.

When you don't feel good, and just want to forget what bad fate had brought to your life by having a huge climax high thanks to sex, I immediately felt disgusted when I went back to reality, and there was nothing as buzz kill as that.

So, the fact that Zayn and I knew each other for such a long time, we became more close; It wasn't a relationship though, we definitely were not a couple, but he was fixing me and giving me what I needed when I needed, and I simply did the same for him. No pressure, no commitment.

When we were done, we both dried ourselves, and just headed to bed, after putting on my pajamas, I was only wearing my usual white tank top and grey shorts, and he would sleep in his boxers, letting me enjoy the touch of his warm tattooed skin while sleeping.

We both made our way under the covers, and I settled myself in his arms, Zayn tightening me in his hold. His body was warm, and it was relaxing;

"Sorry for not... you know... doing anything" I mumbled, closing my eyes, taking a breath of Zayn's smelling. My head was resting in the crook of his neck.

"There's nothing compulsory" he said, with his sharp British accent, as I felt his breath against the skin of my forehead.

"Good night Zayn" I whispered, feeling my eyelash shutting down,

"Night love".

**

We felt asleep immediately, and woke up at one in the afternoon. We needed a lot of rest, and we slept pretty well.

Waking up, Zayn was now leaning on the opposite side of the bed, and was still sleeping.

Plopping on my forearms, I rubbed my eyes open and took a second to appreciate this another beautiful summer day. It's England after all, so we'd been very lucky with so much sun so far. I had to pay attention to it.

I was staring at the ceiling, when Zayn turned around, "Morning" he said, in a sexy sleepy voice, and a soft smile appeared on his face. He looked so cute in the morning.

It took me only a second, to turn my body on my side and lean over him before kissing him on the lips. "Morning" and I smiled back at him. He immediately kissed me back gently, he was craving it. The way he pressed his lips against mine, and his hand holding my head, made me overwhelmed.

**

After doing, you know... Some pillowtalks. We both made our way to the kitchen to eat some food, I was literally starving, like I hadn't eaten for days.

I wasn't working today, my boss let me know he gave me a sick leave on my voicemail, after what happened last night, so I didn't really know what to do today, till Shawn Mendes show. And Zayn would live today, because he had a meeting in London, and then go back to his life.

I was done eating my eggs when Zayn cleared his throat.

"Everything okay?" Why did he look embarrassed all of a sudden? He looked uncomfortable, which made me raise an eyebrow.

Putting his fork on the side of the plate, in front of him, he lifted his head up and locked his eyes with mine. "I have to tell you something?"

It sounded bad, didn't it?

"Just split" I hated that he was playing suspense with me, but I said it too harsh.

"I've met someone" he said, now looking down at his place.

Was he kidding me? He just forgot to mention it sooner, like before doing it twice with me?

"Excuse me?" I couldn't hide my annoyance, what the heck was that.

"Yeah, I just wanted to see you, you know, be with you one more time" he added.

"Don't you think that I should have had a word to say?" I was raising my voice. I couldn't believe it. He'd met someone, but still hooked with me, just to say goodbye. Fuck!

"I'm sorry" he begged for my forgiveness with his hazel eyes.

Men...

"Good for you" I snapped again, and stood up. He followed my motion, and got up from his sit. "Please, don't be mad" He started to say, but I didn't want to hear it.

"Just close the door when you leave" I just said, before climbing up the stairs, and headed to my room.

I slammed my bedroom door close behind, and hit my foot on something. Why guys just have to play with girls, and cheat. Did he think it was okay? He betrayed me. I couldn't believe it.

Lounging on my bed, flat on my back, I pressed the Bluetooth button on my phone after hearing the front door closing, and let's Shawn Mendes play, praying for it to calm me down. The show is tonight, and it'd cheer me up.

Watching at the ceiling for a while, humming some good songs, I sat up.

Now that I had a day off, and all of this to rummage, I needed some air. For sure, I didn't want to lay down on my couch all day, being stuck at home. I would probably be overthinking everything, and besides, it was sunny and I should just enjoy the day. I was so tired with all the shit.

After getting ready and everything, I decided to go check on Harry and the others at his place;

I had to test the water after them seeing me leaving with Zayn last night, praying for not breaking us up.

Honestly, if the guys would be mad at me, after what Zayn just did to me, I could never forgive myself.

Arriving at the Styles house, I walked the few steps and happened at their front door. I took a deep breath before rigging the bell, because I didn't know what to expect.

For my surprises, Anne opened the door. As usual, she greeted me with a warm wide smile, and welcome me with a tight hug. "Hello dear" she kindly said.

"Good morning Anne", I said, stepping inside the house.

She closed the door behind me and turned to look at me; "Is Harry here?" I knew this woman since I was a kid, but I felt uncomfortable, Harry had been hurt last night, and I didn't want her to be mad at me.

"He's upstairs" she answered, I was turning on my heels to go to reach the stairs, but she stopped me.

"Emma, can we talk?" she asked, her hand on my shoulder.

I couldn't decipher the look on her face, was she mad at me? Concerned? Is she going to lecture me? Simply nodding of agreement, I followed her.

We both made our way to the terrace and she poured me a glass of homemade lemonade.

Anne was sitting on the chair at the opposite side of the table.

She cleared her throat, before speaking. Like she was picking the right words to express herself.

"Dear, what's going on with Harry?" she asked, and I just plumped on my sit. Where did she want me to start? I just wanted to disappear, to vanish at the moment. Since she noticed that I lost my tongue, she kept going.

"Since he's home, he seemed pretty tensed, he got into fights and kept arguing with Kendall". She continued; and I raised my head and eyebrow; the last part of her sentence surprised me, I thought they were in a good place; "This is a big house, but you can still hear people yelling at each other" she said, taking a sip of her lemonade.

Not following, honestly, I didn't know where she was going with this.

"I don't know anything about his relationship with Kendall, Anne." I simply answered, and it was true. We'd barely speak about ours.

"But he fought to protect me from a jerk at the pub I work at, and the guy wanted his revenge" I sighed; "I'm so sorry Harry was involved in any of this..." I added, sincere. I hoped she knew that I'd never wanted Harry to be injured or anything.

She listened to me carefully, registering everything.

"So, you two aren't back together?" she asked then.

Literally, I choked on my lemonade. Did she want me to suffocate? I was shocked, it was an understatement.

This wasn't her at all, Anne had always let Harry live his life the way he wanted, without intervening. She had never asked about us, ever. Why now?

What did she expect? Would she be relieved if I say no, or yes?

"No, we're just friends" I answered, taking another sip of my drink. It was getting awkward.

Please Lord, let me vanished.

"Fine" She said. And I remained silent, didn't know what to say after that.

"I have something for you, let me go get it" she added, and I felt even more confused. She stood up and left for a minute and came back with a little white envelope in her hand.

Then, she pushed it on my side of the table with her fingers; "Open it" a beautiful smile grew on her face showing her dimples. Harry got them from her, it was too cute.

I was numb, and took a too long look at the envelope in front of me. There was no anthrax in it, right? Grabbing it, I tried to find out what she could have put inside. I already had Shawn Mendes tickets... so, what else could it be?

"Why?" I asked, confused, when I pulled the piece of paper out the envelope.

I didn't believe my eyes.

"Gemma told be about college, and I just wanted to give you a little push" she smiled, sincere.

What kind of gesture is that?

"A push? This isn't a push, it's my entire tuition, Anne, I can't accept this" I was red of embarrassment. It was too much money.

"Emma" She started calmly. "I know you since you're a little girl. To be honest, I consider you as my daughter sometimes. I know what you've been through with your father, you deserve to pursue your dreams and go to college, get your degree. I want you to do great things. You can't keep having that waitress job forever, my son couldn't fight with every drunk customers" she chuckled, and I grinned shyly.

"I know you mean well, but I can't accept this, this is too much money". I pleaded her to take it back.

"Consider it like a loan though, and reimburse me when you become a successful doctor, please, accept it." She looked so happy to do this to me.

I felt tears of joy watering my eyes, but I couldn't help it, and a drop escaped, and made its way to my cheek.

Anne noticed. Soon, she stood up and came to me, giving me such a reassuring and loving hug. I'd never felt so much support in my entire life, she believed in me and was helping me, like not even my parents did.

"I couldn't never thank you enough Anne" I said, wiping another tear.

"Your happiness is enough" she answered; That woman has such a heart...

We both kept chatting a little for a while, and she left me to go grocery shopping, letting me go see Harry;

But what she mentioned about him and Kendall fighting, was still in my mind, and I felt bad and responsible. After she confessed being insecure, I thought it wasn't my place to be here today, so.

Closing the front door of the Styles' house, I ran into Louis. "Hey Lou" he was closing his car door and gave me a hug after I approached him. He had a terrible dark blue purple bruise on the jaw. "How are you?" I asked about his jaw. "It looks worse that it hurts" he reassured me. But I saw him sighing. "Everything okay?" what was bugging him? "Briana is coming tomorrow with Freddie, and when she'll see this, she'll just use it against me for my son's custody" he informed. My heart skipped a bit. He looked so concerned and worried. "I'm sure it'll end for the better Lou" I tried to say, even if no one could know, patted his upper arm gently.

"So, what is it between you and Zayn, are you dating him?" he finally asked, and I gulped.

"No, nothing serious" I sighed. "Are you mad?" I asked, let's get straight to the point.

He scratched his chin with the tip on his finger "I can't hide that it's weird, and I'm kind of annoyed. But it's not my place to tell you with who you can hang out. However, you should be careful, he's bad news".

I made the experience this morning...

"It's over" I added, sighing He took it pretty well, it was a relief, maybe he was over it, it's been a year. 

"Good" he simply said, dryly. No he's not over...

"See ya" I finally said, after some talking. Then, he headed back to the house, and I just left without seeing Harry.

New chap, hope you liked it. 

It's September, can you believe it? How was your summer?! What are you doing this year?

I'll probably update this week end... Love you all.