Here's To Us! (A Zarry/Larry Story)
Second First Date. (We Might Need A Third)
Zayn's P.O.V
After a few week my bruises started to fade, apart from the odd one anyway. I promised Harry something special tonight, which he seemed excited about. We were going to a bar out of town. Louis was going to tag along with his new girlfriend, Clara.
She was that bad to be honest. She had cupcake red hair and wore a lot of dark makeup. Her voice was slightly annoying but you get used to it after a while.
"Harry are you ready yet?!" I moan looking at my watch.
"You've been up there for nearly an hour now!" I yell getting my jacket on. He runs down the stairs looking perfect as usual. A smile grows across my face just seeing how perfect he is. He slides his shoes on and grabs my hand a smile gleaming on his face.
"let's go" he chimes dragging me out the door. We grab a cab and take a slow drive to the posher part of town, Harry seemed to know the place pretty well. Which didn't really surprise me due to the background he came from.
We sit in the back of the cab together, laughing and messing around. We got slightly bored so we started to play truths. But it was more like finding out the small things about each other, like feelings and emotions.
"Will you always love me, like no matter what?" I ask locking out fingers together.
"Depends. If you hurt me like real bad then no. But if you promise to always stay true to me then, yeah definitely" he admits
"well I'll always stay true to you curls!" I state kissing him passionately. I get a call from Lou, questioning our whereabouts, I tell him were round the corner and hang up. Continuing to make out with Harry. We pull up outside and Harry jumps up excitedly with a huge grin on his face.
"we're literally going to get shitfaced tonight! Together." he giggles
"yes Harry coz that's what couples do" I say sarcastically. I intwine our fingers and walk in holding him close. A few people stare in disgust but I give them dirty looks and on the odd occasion, I stick my fingers up to them, which would soon be hit down by Harry blushing.
"Zayn! Harry! Over here!" Clara yells, already slightly wasted. She stumbles around whilst Louis tries to hold her up.
"sorry lads... She couldn't wait..." he sighs in regret.
"it's alright mate." I reply buying me and Harry a drink.
But one drink lead to another, and before we knew it we -As Harry would put it - 'shitfaced'. I was sat in one corner getting a lap dance from Clara, whilst Harry stood and talked with Louis.
"Oi, Malik. They aint watching. I know what you want to do..." she slurs balancing on my knee. Within seconds her lips were on mine and she was holding my head still letting her tongue explore my mouth. Being so drunk I had no control of my arms, they just hung by my sides as she deepened the kiss. Quickly she unbuckles my belt and pulls down my trousers along with my boxers and straddles me.
"mmm" I moan on the edge of passing out.
Harry's P.O.V
Out the corner of my eye I notice Zayn doing Clara. Rage burned through my body. I felt like being a proper bitch by grabbing her hair and beating the shit out of her. But my body had other plans. And not very good ones.
I grab Louis by the hand and lead him out dominantly. Both him and I were absolutely hammered, couldn't speak or nothing.
"I-I'm gonna r-regret this" I stutter.
"whatttt?" he slurs.
Next thing I know I've pushed him up against the wall and start to kiss him deeply. Louis was different to Zayn. I just don't know what though. I feel Louis's hands cup my face gently and pulls me closer. Fuck he's a good kisser. I let my urges take over and unbuckle his belt. We were in for a long night. I could just tell.
"Not here Styles were not skanks like these two. Let's go back to yours, it'll be better" he slurs grinding his hips against mine. I nod and call a cab, we didn't last long, halfway there we were back to making out passionately. I felt guilty yet happy at the same time, I mean should I be worried? Zayn did start it? It was my turn to do a bad thing right?
After a few week my bruises started to fade, apart from the odd one anyway. I promised Harry something special tonight, which he seemed excited about. We were going to a bar out of town. Louis was going to tag along with his new girlfriend, Clara.
She was that bad to be honest. She had cupcake red hair and wore a lot of dark makeup. Her voice was slightly annoying but you get used to it after a while.
"Harry are you ready yet?!" I moan looking at my watch.
"You've been up there for nearly an hour now!" I yell getting my jacket on. He runs down the stairs looking perfect as usual. A smile grows across my face just seeing how perfect he is. He slides his shoes on and grabs my hand a smile gleaming on his face.
"let's go" he chimes dragging me out the door. We grab a cab and take a slow drive to the posher part of town, Harry seemed to know the place pretty well. Which didn't really surprise me due to the background he came from.
We sit in the back of the cab together, laughing and messing around. We got slightly bored so we started to play truths. But it was more like finding out the small things about each other, like feelings and emotions.
"Will you always love me, like no matter what?" I ask locking out fingers together.
"Depends. If you hurt me like real bad then no. But if you promise to always stay true to me then, yeah definitely" he admits
"well I'll always stay true to you curls!" I state kissing him passionately. I get a call from Lou, questioning our whereabouts, I tell him were round the corner and hang up. Continuing to make out with Harry. We pull up outside and Harry jumps up excitedly with a huge grin on his face.
"we're literally going to get shitfaced tonight! Together." he giggles
"yes Harry coz that's what couples do" I say sarcastically. I intwine our fingers and walk in holding him close. A few people stare in disgust but I give them dirty looks and on the odd occasion, I stick my fingers up to them, which would soon be hit down by Harry blushing.
"Zayn! Harry! Over here!" Clara yells, already slightly wasted. She stumbles around whilst Louis tries to hold her up.
"sorry lads... She couldn't wait..." he sighs in regret.
"it's alright mate." I reply buying me and Harry a drink.
But one drink lead to another, and before we knew it we -As Harry would put it - 'shitfaced'. I was sat in one corner getting a lap dance from Clara, whilst Harry stood and talked with Louis.
"Oi, Malik. They aint watching. I know what you want to do..." she slurs balancing on my knee. Within seconds her lips were on mine and she was holding my head still letting her tongue explore my mouth. Being so drunk I had no control of my arms, they just hung by my sides as she deepened the kiss. Quickly she unbuckles my belt and pulls down my trousers along with my boxers and straddles me.
"mmm" I moan on the edge of passing out.
Harry's P.O.V
Out the corner of my eye I notice Zayn doing Clara. Rage burned through my body. I felt like being a proper bitch by grabbing her hair and beating the shit out of her. But my body had other plans. And not very good ones.
I grab Louis by the hand and lead him out dominantly. Both him and I were absolutely hammered, couldn't speak or nothing.
"I-I'm gonna r-regret this" I stutter.
"whatttt?" he slurs.
Next thing I know I've pushed him up against the wall and start to kiss him deeply. Louis was different to Zayn. I just don't know what though. I feel Louis's hands cup my face gently and pulls me closer. Fuck he's a good kisser. I let my urges take over and unbuckle his belt. We were in for a long night. I could just tell.
"Not here Styles were not skanks like these two. Let's go back to yours, it'll be better" he slurs grinding his hips against mine. I nod and call a cab, we didn't last long, halfway there we were back to making out passionately. I felt guilty yet happy at the same time, I mean should I be worried? Zayn did start it? It was my turn to do a bad thing right?
11/24/13