"oh it's happening wifey, isn't it?"

Zayn looked pale all of the sudden, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, he tried, he really tried to hold it in, but he couldn't control it anymore.

"get out," Zayn said through his gritted teeth.

Harry smirked, and shook clean diapers in front of Zayn, "then who's gonna change your stinky bum?"

Out of frustration, Zayn snatched that thing from Harry's hand, pointed to the door again "out!" he said louder this time.

"smells of shit here anyway," Harry mumbled and walked out, 'he can change himself for all I care' he thought.

Zayn sat there for a second, till he felt he can't take it anymore so he decided to get rid of the diapers.

He took a shower too, he had a feeling of pooping every 10 minutes, he eyed the diapers, "Nah." he mumbled, he can control himself, he is a grown-up.

He walked to the living room, Harry was talking to someone on the phone "...yeah, I need it for tomorrow... make sure it's the right size.... yeah and-" he saw Zayn is listening to him, he rolled his eyes and walked to the balcony to talk alone.

Zayn sat on the sofa shrugging, he tried not to think about how he needs to use the bathroom again.

After 5 minutes, Harry closed the balcony door and coughed "eavesdropping? rude."

"you were in the middle of the living room, your fault." he needed to use the bathroom, but he didn't want to go just now, he wanted to act cool.

he wasn't cool though.

Harry chuckled, he could see Zayn is trying to control himself, he was moving on his seat like a fish, his face was blank though, "something bothering you wifey?"

Zayn glared at him before he can come up with a good comeback, his eyes bulged out and ran to the bathroom, he tried to keep himself quiet, but it was starting to hurt now, the sob that came out of his mouth was uncontrollable, he tried to tone it down with putting his hand on his mouth, but Harry heard him anyway.

Harry felt bad for a second, maybe even regretted doing this to Zayn, but then again he is a drug addict, he needs to stop.

When Zayn walked out of the bathroom, Harry eyed him, "you look pale" he commented.

Honestly, Zayn did not have any energy to talk and argue with him, he just walked to the living room and threw himself on the couch, his breathing was shallow, he felt cramps every 2 seconds, his eyes were wet, eyelashes glued together making a beautiful frame for his golden eyes, Harry was lost for some time, till Zayn snapped at him.

"what the fuck? You enjoy seeing me in pain you freak?! I-" he jumped up to run to the bathroom again, but it was a little too late.

In the hallway, Zayn just sat down, he literally didn't know what to do, he just sat there, with his knees to his chest, crying, now he wished he had those diapers.

This was awkward, Harry stood there watching for a moment, thinking that he should've just made him wear diapers, he huffed and walked to Zayn, he decided to change him before he gets himself sicker.

Harry bent down, picked him up and carried him to the bathroom, Zayn wanted to object, but he was too embarrassed when Harry laid him down and tried to pull his PJs down, he sobbed louder.

"shhh" he shushed Zayn, he definitely didn't like the view or the smell, but Zayn was making himself sick, "shhh Zayn, don't move" Harry kept Zayn in place and put some zinc oxide for him.

"I hate you." Zayn mumbled when Harry was done changing him.

"you've established that before" he mumbled "when was it? Hmm, Yeah 10 years ago? believe me, I didn't forget."

Zayn went quiet, he just walked out of the bathroom to the kitchen to drink some water.

"I can make it stop you know." Harry announced and walked behind Zayn and put both of his hands on his hips, "I'm just not sure if you deserve it."

"what?!" Zayn snapped and pushed Harry back.

"I'm not sure if you'll behave, or not," Harry smirked and shrugged, Zayn knew exactly what Harry wanted, he wanted Zayn to beg him, Zayn shook his head, not gonna happen, he just walked past him "you are gonna shit your brain out then." Harry laughed and took the frozen pizza out and put it in the oven for them.

Zayn was pretty sure he was done pooping when he walked out of the bathroom after running in there for 10th time, he felt empty, he was kinda hungry too, the whole house smelled like pizza, mouthwatering.

When Zayn was sitting on the sofa, relaxing his sore ass, he saw Harry's phone lightened up, he read the notification, a massage from Sophia, he looked closer 'the dress is ready, don't worry about it' he read, "what dress?" he mumbled, he shrugged and zoned out, he was so comfy that even if you gave him money, he wouldn't have moved.

Harry came back from the kitchen and put a plate of pizza on Zayn's lap, "eat." he said and sat on the sofa in front of Zayn.

They sat in the silent eating peacefully for 10 minutes till Harry noticed Zayn is wiggling around like he is in pain, "what's wrong?"

Zayn so wanted to roll his eyes, but it hurt "my stomach hurts."

"are you trying to hold it?" Zayn shrugged "don't, it would make it worst only."

"I don't know what kind of sick pleasure you get from this, but I don't want to mess the diapers again," Zayn mumbled, feeling sick and disgusted.

"whatever suits you, wifey," Harry said, going back to his pizza, he really didn't care what he thought about him, he lost that privilege over him years ago.

After Harry was done with his food he walked to his bedroom to do his nighttime routine, then he came back to see Zayn squirming again, "I'm gonna sleep, I suggest you sleep too, tomorrow is a big day" Harry yawned and walked to his room without waiting for a 'goodnight' back.

Zayn tried, he tried to sleep for 2 hours, but it wasn't happening, his ass was in pain, his stomach cramps every 10 seconds, he needed something to make it stop, it was getting unbearable, he started crying again, he felt like he hasn't stopped crying since he arrived here.

Harry said he was going to sleep, but who was he kidding, his insomniac ass was wide awake, thinking about tomorrow, he was nervous but excited too, he was making different scenarios in his head, he was making the worst-case scenario in his head when he heard Zayn crying in the other room.

Harry tried to block the noises, but as time passed, the crying turned into choked sobs, with that, Harry ran to the other room, "Zayn? Zayn what's wron-"

"make it stop! Please make it stop!" Zayn screamed as soon as he heard Harry's voice.

'We can't have him end up in the hospital' Harry reminded himself and walked to the kitchen to bring the pills, on his way, the sound of Zayn's crying distracted him, so he kinda didn't see the sofa, and he might have stabbed his little toe, he cursed loudly but ignored the pain.

"Here take these." Zayn looked up to him with teary eyes, he then took the pills with shaky hands, he didn't even ask what they were, which concerned Harry.

"I don't even know what to think, you didn't even ask me what they were!" Harry said frustrated, it could've been more laxatives!

"can you let me be for a second!" Zayn sighed, put his head on the pillow hoping the pills work faster.

Harry huffed, Zayn was not in a good shape, at least not good enough for tomorrow, he walked to his room, he filled the tub with warm water and added some of his body wash in it, for a second he thought Zayn probably would rather something fruity, "his problem" he shrugged.

Harry came back to Zayn's room, only to find him laying with his ass on the air, "what are you doing?" Harry chuckled.

"go away, let me be in pain alone for fuck's sake"

Harry walked to his bed, bent down to Zayn's level, "maybe I should wash that dirty mouth too" before waiting for an answer, Harry picked him up again, bridal style, "what the- let me down!" Zayn ordered, though his hands flew around Harry's neck for support, it felt familiar for both of them too much to ignore.

Harry didn't say anything, he just rolled his eyes, Zayn didn't struggle, what's the worst thing that could happen?

Zayn tried not to stare at Harry too much, but it was so hard, he was always handsome, but he glowed up even more if that's even possible.

They arrived in the bathroom, Zayn saw the tub, even looking at it made his muscles relax a bit, Harry put him down, he looked in Zayn's eyes, without asking for Zayn's consent, he started taking his t-shirt off, Zayn didn't move, he couldn't, he let Harry do whatever he wanted.

When Harry went for his pants, Zayn's breath hitched, he closed his eyes, feeling insecure for a moment, opening his eyes, he was completely naked, while Harry was fully dressed, he hugged himself looking around, in all honesty? He didn't know what he expected.

His whole body hurt, but adrenalin was making his nerves dance in his body, he felt the goosebumps, to his misery, Harry put both of his warm hands on his shoulders from behind, leading him to the tub, "step in" Harry whispered in his ear, knowing exactly what he was doing.

Zayn found himself listening to him, doing as he was told, and when his ass hit the warm water, he was happy about his decision, Harry watched him relaxing, he chuckled "try not to fall asleep." Harry mumbled right on Zayn's ear, and then, he left the bathroom, just like that.

"what was that?" Zayn sighed, going a little down in the tub.

Harry came back to his room and put some clothes for Zayn on the chair, then he turned his phone on, he saw a message from Sophia, he opened it, "he's so gonna kill me." Harry laughed out loud.

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so, long time no see? 

sorry for being late, but i had exams and i wasn't really inspired to write😭😭 im sorry again.

soooooo tell me what you think about this one?