Clary´s POV:

“Alright, we have to get you to your room”, I told him and we somehow ended up in there. I sat him down on his bed and walked over to his wardrobe to pick out some new shirt since he smelled like he came out of a harbor pub straight away.

No one would like to fall asleep with a smell like that in his or hers nose. At least Zayn stayed awake, even though he still looked quiet damaged.

I noticed the dark circles under his eyes and he looked like he barely had slept in days and his body seemed to become skinnier than the last time I saw him and saw was really slight anyways.

“Can you throw that shirt over your head by yourself?”, I asked him and his eyes suddenly focused on me.

“The whole room is spinning”, he said and I knew that this meant a no. Therefore I instructed him to raise his hands and I freed him from his bad smelling shirt. His naked chest looked even darker in the shadows from the bed lamp and you could see his muscles clearly because there was not much more skin above to hide them.

He was too drunk to realize that he was just sitting half naked in front of me, but I knew. The fact that he looked vulnerable and didn´t seemed like his strong mysterious self actually took all sexual tension which could possibly had been there out of the way.

Carefully I put the new shirt over his head and this was the first time he actually said something which made sense: “You´re back.”

I heard surprise and something else in his voice, but I couldn´t classify it.

“Since three days, yeah.”

His eyes searched for mine as he asked: “Why?” With trying to not make the bed shake too much to make him throw up again I sat down next to him.

“There´s this workshop for budding writer´s I´ll attempt”, I told him.

“Sick”, was all he replied and he closed his eyes since his head seemed to kill him from the concentration he needed to talk to me in his drunken state.

“You should really sleep”, I ordered and pushed him down to the bed and he didn´t protested. At least he was rational and did what was good for him. As I stood up to leave he said something again.

“He really pulled that trigger, didn´t he?”, he asked and I gave him a confused look before I saw at what he was looking. The ring on my finger who sparkled a little bit in the light of the lamp. “He did, I guess”, I answered unsure what he wanted to hear from me.

“He´s a good guy. Someone who deserves you”, he replied and I looked at his face with regret. His voice was full of pain and all I wanted to do was to stop him from this suffering, but I knew I couldn´t.

Luckily he closed his eyes that moment and drifted back into sleep. Quietly I tapped into their bedroom and filled his dental plaster cup with water before I searched through their cabinets, looking for some painkillers since I was sure he would need them to provide him from a big hangover.

As I got both I stepped back into his room, but he was still sleeping and let out little drunken snores. After I placed both in his desk next to his bed I took one last look at his sleepy appearance and got reminded of Harry who hopefully still looked the same way back in my bed. I really had to go.

Therefore I left the flat and jumped down the stairs to get out in the night air to walk to Connor´s car. He listened to music while he had waited for me out here and gave me a smile as I jumped into the car.

“Everything´s okay up there?”, he asked and I nodded.

“Thanks again for helping me out”, I told him and he wiped it away.

“There hadn´t been another choice”, he replied.

“I just thought Harry wouldn´t be the best one to help me out with Zayn”, I told him and guilt washed all over me again.

“He´s jealous of him. Never seen him like this before!”, Connor chuckled and I knew that guilt was all over my face now.

“He kissed me”, I suddenly blurted out. Connor´s laughter died and he looked over at me.

“Does he know?”, he questioned me.

“No, I didn´t knew how to tell him and we just got back together and I was just so afraid he would leave me”, I stumbled, while I played with the ring on my finger.

“Just one kiss?”, Connor asked and I still refused to look him into the eyes as I answered.

“Yeah, he just leaned down and did it. I was way to shocked to know what to do”, I admitted.

“Then don´t tell him.” Now I looked up to see, if he was serious.

“Don´t?”, I asked confused.

“It was just a kiss. It will cause probably more damage if you tell him than if you don´t. As long as you prefer kissing Harry, he´ll be fine.” This was nothing that I had expected, especially not from his best friend.

“You´re sure?”, I asked one more time.

“I like you, Clary. I really do and I think you two are perfect for each other. What Harry doesn´t know, can´t make him grieve over.” One more time I realized why Connor was such a great guy.

“I really like you two and I´m so happy you, Taylor and Rosy are such a big part of my life”, I responded and he gave me another of his kindhearted smiles. There was not much more to say until we arrived back at their flat and I hugged him goodnight for the second time this night before we both got back into our bedroom´s.

My heart dropped with relief as I saw Harry still sleeping like a baby. Quickly I only got out of my shoes, socks and pants, while I kept his shirt on me before I slipped back under the sheets next to him.

His smell crawled into my nose. Mint, chocolate, rain and home. Immediately I felt my body relax his whole muscles and I sighed quietly.

My finger carefully traced along his jaw line up to his lips , where they rested for some seconds before I leaned over and breathed a faint kiss on them.

He groaned a little bit in his lips and surprisingly pulled me closer into his warm, naked chest which felt so well-known under my finger.

I was back home and all the worries about Zayn and our situation suddenly disappeared completely. With Harry´s heartbeat on my back I fell asleep.

Notes

Short chapter, I know.
But I hope you understand the whole thing better now like why Clary and Harry are back in Holmes Chapel. :)

What do you think will happen in the future between Zayn and Clary?
Will she tell Harry about the kiss?

I´m already looking forward to my christmas holidays which are in less than two weeks. I´ll try to write as much as I can and I already have planned some kind of surprise, but you have to wait until the next chapter to find out! ;)

And here are some GIFS because I felt like I have to make the short chapter with these: