"N-No. I-I ca-can't-" Zayn chokes on his words. He looks at his side, at Shawn and he is staring at the ceiling with a wet face.

Never in a million years he could think himself hurting either Harry or Aleeza.

He couldn't.

But the sincerity in Shawn's voice is telling him otherwise.

Now everything is falling into pieces.

He now understands why Harry was backing away with Aleeza, the first day he approached the baby.

He now understands why Harry doesn't want to tell him anything.

He now understands why Shawn gives him hateful looks whenever they meet.

He now understands everything.

But there are still some questions that he wants the answers to.

He clears his throat before asking shawn again.

"But why did I move out? If we have Aleeza together then we had to be in love or at least like each other in that way. And if we like each other, then why would I hit him?"

This time, Shawn turns to him and sighs.

"I wonder that sometimes as well. I asked him many times, but he didn't tell me a thing. Saying he'd rather not talk about it."

Zayn frowns.

"Look, Zayn." Shawn places a hesitant hand on his shoulder. Zayn looks at him with comfused eyes.

"I am glad how you're treating Harry and Aleeza right now. It's the way they deserve to be treated." He smiles at Zayn.

"If you keep treating them like this, then I have no problem with you. But-" Shawn's eyes harden to which Zayn raises an eyebrow.

"Hit him again and I'll kill you. He's my best friend." Shawn threatens and okay, in this way, Shawn looks scary, Zayn admits.

"No, he's my best friend." Zayn claims making Zayn chuckle.

"Oh? I thought you guys are husbands?" Shawn says in a teasing manner. Zayn doesn't know why he suddenly feels hot in the cheeks.

"I-we..." Zayn stutters and Shawn chuckles more. He pats Zayn's shoulder before standing up. Zayn stands up as well.

"It's alright, man. I was just messing with you." He chuckles before holding out a hand to Zayn. Zayn shakes it a bit hesitantly.

"I still don't like you, Mendes." Zayn looks at Shawn sternly but there's a playful smile at the corner of his lips.

"I don't either, Malik." Shawn says with a chuckle.

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The doorbell to the apartment rang at exactly 7 PM making Zayn look up from where he was making the chicken curry.

He smiles, knowing who it was.

Harry.

He turns of the stove and goes to open the main door.

"Hey, welcome home." Zayn greets with a smile, like he has been doing for the past week. Harry returns the smile, except, it seems to be forced.

Zayn decides to ignore it.

He stands aside so Harry could enter the apartment.

"Where is Aleeza?" Harry says as he goes to the living room and places the leather bag on the couch.

"Oh, I just fed her and put her to sleep." Zayn says going back to the kitchen.

"Oh, that's good." Zayn hears his footsteps coming to the kitchen. "Thanks for helping out with her Zayn. It really means a lot to me." Harry gives him a grateful smile to which Zayn smiles back.

He turns on the oven and goes back to making the curry.

"That smells amazing." Harry compliments.

"Yeah, just making the chicken curry." Zayn smiles at him.

"Okay, then I'll get started with the dessert. Cake?" Harry asks in a cheerful voice.

This time, Zayn turns to him.

"Dessert? Is there something speacial today?" He asks with a raised eyebrow.

"N-No. Just-just felt like it?" Harry blushes.

Zayn thinks, it's cute.

"Okay, if you say so." Zayn shrugs. "Cake is fine with me."

"Brilliant." Harry chimes.

He quickly collects the ingredients and a mixing bowl and puts them on the counter, beside where Zayn is cooking.

From the corner of his eyes, Zayn sees Harry rolling up his sleeves of the formal shirt to the elbow and God...why this is turning him on?

He goes back to making his chicken curry and tries to think about other things. He tries to think about the ways he could ask for Harry's forgiveness.

"Zayn, could you pass me the sugar please?" Harry asks him politely. Zayn nods and passes him the sugar.

He ignores the electricity that shots through his body when their hands touch.

He smirks, when he sees the light blush on Harry's face.

He sighs happily when the curry is finally done. From the smell of it, Zayn knows that it would turn out good.

"Zayn, I think the batter needs more sugar and chocolate." Harry says with a frown etched on his forehead, looking at the batter.

Zayn looks down at the batter but it looks perfect to him.

"Wait, lemme check." He dips a finger in the chocolate batter and tastes it. Yeah, it does need a bit of a sugar but the amount of chocolate is perfect.

"I think it needs-" Words caught in his throat when he looks up at Harry who is looking at him with curiosity.

There is a bit of batter on Harry's pink lips.

Lips that he got to touch this morning with his own.

Lips that he wants to touch again.

And Harry looking so cute and Innocent isn't helping him either.

Unconsciously, his right hand reaches up to cup Harry's left cheek and he feels himself leaning in.

"Zayn, what ar-" Harry can't get to finish his words when Zayn gently places his on Harry chocolate batter covered ones.

Harry stills.

Zayn sucks the batter of his his bottom lip before pecking it.

He pecks his upper lips before sucking on his bottom lip again.

God, how come he doesn't remember kissing Harry ? Because it feela so fucking good.

He frowns when he feels Harry isn't kissing him back.

He pulls away to see Harry still has his eyes closed. His hand still resting on his cheek.

"Harry-"

"You don't want this, Zayn. You are just temporarily infatuated with me." Harry slowly opens his eyes and gives him a watery smile.

"I want this Harry." Zayn says, looking deep into Harry's eyes. His wipes a drop of tear with his thumb.

"Shawn stopped by today. He told me about some things." Zayn whispers and Harry chokes back a sob.

"I still want some answers that he wasn't able to give me, but I understand if you wanna take time." He whispers as he leans in a bit.

"I am sorry." He whispers kissing his forehead, then nose, cheeks then lips again.

Harry nods with closed eyes. Zayn gently wipes the tears that is running down his cheeks.

He then hugs him close. Harry buries his face in the crook of Zayn's neck.

"I-I lied." Harry chokes out. Zayn doesn't say anything, just keeps rubbing his back.

"Today is special. It's-It's our 2nd marriage anniversary." Harry says through sobs.

Zayn pulls him away a bit so he could look into his eyes. Harry's hand resting on his waist while his on Harry's shoulders.

"Yeah?" He asks gently, a smile tugging on his lips.

Harry nods.

Zayn gently cups his face and looks into his eyes.

"Then we should celebrate it." He whispers pulling the green eyed lads face closer to his.

Harry nods.

"Can I-can I kiss you?" Zayn asks.

God, he doesn't know what he'd do if Harry says no.

But when Harry nods his head in approval, he smiles.

He slowly leans in again and kisses him.

His smiles into the kiss when he feels Harry kissing him back this time.

He smiles big when he realizes, this time instead of pushing him away, Harry is pulling him closer by his waist.

Zayn swears, his heart did a back flip when he felt Harry smiling into the kiss as well.

Is it weird that he feels like he is falling for his best friend come husband?

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