8 [GRAY]: Playing Him.

Holding the green-eyed man's cheeks between the palms of his hands, sucking harshly on his lower lip, before opening his mouth for the hot tongue to discover his warm cavity; Zayn Malik was starting to feel dizzy at the sweet taste of the CEO.

Zayn felt absolutely out of place, as he pressed his lips against Harry's. He didn't excatly know what he was gaining from doing this, but Harry kissed him back almost immediately anyway, making some of the hesitation in Zayn's move go away.

As Zayn held his cheeks, feeling the strong bones of the taller's jaw digging his hands as Harry moved his mouth against Zayn's.

Harry put his arms around Zayn's waist, the younger boy felt himself tensing as Harry's hand lifted his sweater, tracing his spine with cold fingertips making him shiver as he started to take control of the kiss, dominating his mouth and dipping his tongue deep inside, Zayn tried but failed to hold back a moan.

His lungs started screaming for air, he slowly let go of his face and pulled back to take a deep breath, his face showing a cute blush.

Harry was still holding his small waist, his thumps were now pressed to both sides of his slim figure, as he held him between his arms.

"Wow," Harry let out, "I wasn't expecting this." He chuckled and Zayn forced a fake small smile on his face. "Did you really mean what you said?"

"Of course, why do you think I came here? I was confident you'd help me," he lied, "I just wish I could have told you in better circumstances." Zayn's heart was still beating loudly. Harry's hand moved to press gently above his heart, like he wanted to feel each beat.

"Calm down," he whispered, his eyes looking down at Zayn's chest, like he was talking to his heart.

"Harry, would you help me?" He asked again, hopeful that maybe his plan has worked, or could Harry be aware of what he pulled on him? Please no.

But Harry smiled softly, his hands were moving softly against Zayn's cheeks now, like he couldn't picture anything better.

"Of course," he finally answered and Zayn let out a deep breath.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" He nearly cried, backing from his embrace. "Can we go now so we can get my dad out of jail?" Zayn asked fast.

"Maybe if.. you kissed me again?" He winked, and Zayn felt his face getting hot, but he stepped forward again, and peaked his lips. The CEO went to hold the back of Zayn's neck but he withdrew quickly.

"Come on!" Zayn pouted, maybe that would work, he thought.

And it did. Styles grabbed his car keys from his desk, before he montioned for Zayn to lead the way.

When they were outside his office, Zayn heard him telling his secretary to ask the lawyers to leave and a smile took over his face as Harry looked at him.

"Finally you let me see this stunning smile of yours." He teased and Zayn smiled wider.

They both stayed silent as they got into the elevator and to the ground floor. Exiting the building, Harry asked Zayn, "Where did you park your car?"

"Oh I took a cap here,"

"You don't have a car?" Harry asked as he opened the passenger door of his car for Zayn.

"Yeah I have one, but it's with my b- um- with one of my friends." Zayn answered and Harry nodded and waited till Zayn was seated then closed the door for him, before hopping in the driver's seat.

Zayn's hands started to get sweaty, it's not just the fact that he almost slipped and said 'my boyfriend',

But he was so desperate to do anything in order to help his dad that he forgot completely about Liam! He swallowed loudly, feeling his mouth dry,

did he just cheat on his boyfriend?

"You okay, Zayn?" Harry asked, wondering about the reason Zayn was frowning now.

"Yeah, I'm great!" Zayn mumbled, "Just great."

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It was about 15 minutes drive, and Zayn was feeling more and more buzzed like he just drank five booze. He trembled, maybe with anticipation or it's the lack of sleep.

"You're still in university right?" Harry cut the silence by asking.

"Yeah. It's my final year."

"What's your major?"

"Animal science."

"That doesn't sound so interesting, but you must love animals?" He glanced at Zayn before looking back at the road.

"I adore animals." Zayn answered honestly.

Another minute of silence went between them, and Zayn was still kinda nervous yet way better than before.

He couldn't believe he actually persuaded Harry Styles to come with him to the police station.

He was glad Harry didn't catch that he was lying, it's just when Liam called him and told him all the details that Uncle Yusef has generously explained, the main point was: how helpless their case might be. Not only may it take a lot of time to convince the judge that his father was innocent, espcially with the footages of him walking inside and outside of the safe room, but also add to that the fact that his father may also remain in Jail for at least a couple more days; at the very same moment, an idea started to form in his head.

He felt a shiver running through him, he was disgusted with how could he even think of making Harry believes he likes him, with his boyfriend's voice still warming his ears!

He just didn't want his father to stay in Jail anymore! not even for one second. And remembering the way Harry looked at him and flirted with him in the party that he was announced a CEO in, he decided, against his better judgment, to try and play him.

And to his surprise it worked! at least up until now, and here they were now standing outside the police station.

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A/n: I'm sorry it's not the best I could give, but today a bit tiring for me.

Hope you like it. Next chapter gonna have a new character *winks*