As the smoke clears, I awaken
And untangle you from me
Would it make you, feel better
To watch me while I bleed?
All my windows still are broken
But I'm standing on my feet
-Skyscraper

"I don't want your money." Harry sighed and Zayn immediately looked up at him,from where he was typing away on his laptop.

"What do you mean ?" Zayn asked raising his eyebrow.

"I said ,what I mean. I don't want your money . You don't have to transfer money in my account every month. I'll find a job as soon as we are back in New York. " Harry looked outside the window. Not wanting to look at Zayn's piercing eyes.

They were on the plane. Anne had went back to rest in the cabin so it was Just Zayn and Harry.

"Do you think you can work in this condition? You fainted just because you ran for 15 minutes. " Zayn hissed.

"I fainted because I ran in the harsh sunlight . And working doesn't need running . I'll probably have to sit all day ,working on a computer." Harry replied.

"You fainted cause you are still recovering . How do you think you'll be able to work 12 hours ? " Zayn asked.

Harry sighed again.

"That's none of your business. I'll handle myself. I don't need your money . I can't stay depended on you forever.I don't want your pity and sympathy money anymore.

"It's not pity and sympathy money !! It's what you deserve. I mentioned in the contract that -" Zayn started but was abruptly stopped by Harry.

"There is no contract between us. It ended on the same day...she..." Harry just trailed off.

They both sat in silence for a moment before Zayn said ,

"You can't work now. Take a few months rest and then you can work."

"I'll see what I can do, but please make sure to stop sending money . " Harry pleaded and Zayn glared at him. It looked like Zayn was about to burst out again. But instead ,Zayn just gave a Curt nod and started working again.

Zayn made sure to not look at Harry as he worked, he Didn't know how long he worked but he stopped when he heard soft snores.

Zayn looked up to see , Harry's head lolling on the side while he slept. His lips parted as soft snores escaped his lips.

Zayn mentally winced when he saw the angle Harry's neck was in. If he slept like this. He would surely have terrible ache .

Zayn scratched behind his neck ,Looking at Harry again before he stood up and sat beside Harry. Removing Arm of the seat between them so Harry softly fell on Zayn's side. His head on Zayn's shoulder.

Harry unconsciously snuggled onto Zayn's side in his sleep. Zayn again felt those weird butterflies in his stomach. Just watching Harry sleep gave him the peace and relief. He softly raised his other hand which was not in Harry's grip and started touching Harry's face . His fingertips gently hovering over Harry's eyes before softly Caressing them.

Zayn gently glided his fingers down Harry's freckled nose. Stopping when he reached his lips.

Zayn has to admit,Kissing Harry was one of the best feeling in the world . He liked it. A lot. Harry's lips were plum and soft. He liked them against his lips. He liked the way Harry's fingers pulled and messed with his hair.

Zayn immediately shook his head as be started remembering more of that kiss.

He feels bad for what he said to Harry about the kiss. When Harry comforted Zayn about the kiss at night. Zayn brushed it off saying that they both were sexualy frustrated and desperate.

Zayn looked at Harry one last time before combing his fingers into Harry's curls and then resting his head on Harry's head. He could use some sleep.

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When Zayn woke up it was due to the wetness on his shoulder. He opened his eyes eyes and blinked a few times.

He realised he was on the plane and his shoulder was numb. He immediately tried to move it but stopped when he saw Harry's face.

Harry's lips were parted and a little bit of drool was slipping through his lips. Zayn could see the small wet patch on his coat and in any other situation or if it was any other person Zayn would have thrown a tantrum but he smiled this time.

Cause it was Harry.

He smiled as he raised his hands again to comb through Harry's curls. They were always so silky and nice. Zayn scratched Harry's scalp a little making Harry purr in his sleep.

Zayn chuckled a little. Before slowly taking out his phone from his pocket and clicking a few selfies of him and Harry.

The happiness that he felt was much more than the numbness that he felt in his shoulder.
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"Hey ,I'm in New York. I'll join the work tomorrow. You can come back in the mansion,we will have dinner together ." Zayn said to Jonathan on call as he walked towards his room.

"Thank God ! I was tired of all this boring work. I'll be there soon . Tell Harry ,I'm bringing his favorite chocolates." Jonathan replied.

"Um...Harry isn't with me. He is with his mom at their house. " Zayn said

"What ??" Jonathan screamed and Zayn winced.

"What ??" Zayn parroted.

"How can you leave him like that? He is dead in New York !! Everyone including police thinks he is dead !!" Jonathan yelled.

"Oh..." Zayn trailed off. He almost forgot that.

"Yes oh! Leave it. I'll pick him up and we are coming there . I have taken Donovan's pendrive on the day he kidnapped us all. I'll submit it in the police station. I'll handle the whole police matter. Hopefully, they will understand and we won't be in trouble. " Jonathan explained .

"Okay . Yeah. If you need some help then contact me. " Zayn suggested.

"Hmm..I will. For now. Just make sure to order some amazing food for us. I'll be there with Harry soon. Bye " Jonathan said and hanged up.

Zayn sat on his bed , his eyes immediately going back on the 2 Teddy bears.

Harry is going to live with him again. And this thought just made him happy.

He personally didn't liked the idea of leaving Harry alone. Just yet.