Here's To Us! (A Zarry/Larry Story)
Making You Feel Better
Harry's P.O.V
After a few hours and many checks on me, they finally agreed to let me go home. I sit myself up and shuffle to the edge of the bed. I take a deep breath and stand up slowly. I feel my legs go weak, before I knew it I was being held up by Zayn. He smiles down at me, lifting me to my feet and steadying me.
"here let me help you." he insists, picking me up bridle style. As he carries me out I blush brightly, snuggling into his chest.
"Do you still want me to say over?" he asks shyly. I nod softly smiling up at him. He smiles back brightly full of joy, for once someone was happy to be in my company. His hold gets tighter as I slip slightly. Once we reach the door he helps me carefully get into his car, and buckles me up.
"are you okay? It's not uncomfortable is it?" he worries, I shake my head smiling and reply
"I'm perfectly alright."
He smiles sweetly and jumps in the other side. He stares at me before driving off slowly.
"you'll have to give me directions" he chuckles glancing at me every now and then.
"Urrm well from the roundabout it's your third exit." I inform him in a soft tone. He nods and takes the third exit
"where now love?" he questions slowing his speed down.
"Urrm, if you follow the road round it's the second turning and then from there you follow the road round." I instruct politely. He speeds up slightly looking for the second exit, he turn into it slowly turing not to knock me about to much. He follows the road round till its a dead end.
"you sure this is the right place Harry?" he questions looking at the tall expensive houses.
"yeah mine just there. Number 1" I point to the house directly in front of us. I look over to Zayn who is frozen in awe.
"Bloody hell..." he mutters. He pulls not the drive slowly still staring at the place. I smile to myself watching his cute little face light up with excitement.
"this place is fucking amazing" he chuckles to me getting out and helping me inside. He lays me gently on the sofa and sits on the floor beside me.
"I was about to get all the bags out of the car, are you okay? Do you need anything." he questions worryingly.
"Zayn, I'm alright. Just want a cuddle really." I sigh sadly, fiddling with my fingers nervously. He kisses my forehead and whispers softly.
"let me unpack the bags and I will give you the world biggest hug" he smiles as he leaves the room.
Zayn's P.O.V
I take the bags up to Harry's room quickly, rushing to get back to Harry and hug him so tight. As I walk into his room I'm struck with amazement and awe. It's was a massive bedroom with ceiling fans and paintings he even had a signed guitar by Elvis Presley. I gathered it had been passed down generation to generation. Due the the stat it was in.
I quickly unpack both of our bags and sprint down to Harry. He lays in the sofa half asleep and half watching tv. I squish myself behind him and slide him across me, so his body is laying on mine, I wrap my arms around his cold body and hold him tight.
He softly kisses my neck slowly moving to my lips. I pull him in for a deep and passionate kiss, trying to make him feel better. He smiles thought the kiss and holds my cheeks. I run my hands up and down his back softly, tracing around the spinal discs. He makes fists on my chest holding into my top slightly.
He kisses my neck again trailing off down the my covered chest. Which suddenly became bare, it was half way across the room. I smile down at Harry at how eager he was. He kisses every tattoo on my chest and runs his hands across my abs, turning me on even more than I already was.
He smirks at me, and rubs his leg up and down my very slowly trying to turn me on even more. I smile down at his running my fingers through his fluffy curls.
Suddenly we hear the door unlock, we glance at each other for less than a second. I scrabble to my feet and grab my top from the floor and sprint up stairs out of the way.
A few minutes later Harry joins me with a big bar of chocolate in his hands.
"it was my mum" he chuckles
"you want to share it?" he asks staring at the bar. I nod as he slumps himself down next to me.
"thanks Harry" I smile thinking about what happened literally 10minutes ago, it gave me butterflies. I like that feeling, the feeling of being wanted...
After a few hours and many checks on me, they finally agreed to let me go home. I sit myself up and shuffle to the edge of the bed. I take a deep breath and stand up slowly. I feel my legs go weak, before I knew it I was being held up by Zayn. He smiles down at me, lifting me to my feet and steadying me.
"here let me help you." he insists, picking me up bridle style. As he carries me out I blush brightly, snuggling into his chest.
"Do you still want me to say over?" he asks shyly. I nod softly smiling up at him. He smiles back brightly full of joy, for once someone was happy to be in my company. His hold gets tighter as I slip slightly. Once we reach the door he helps me carefully get into his car, and buckles me up.
"are you okay? It's not uncomfortable is it?" he worries, I shake my head smiling and reply
"I'm perfectly alright."
He smiles sweetly and jumps in the other side. He stares at me before driving off slowly.
"you'll have to give me directions" he chuckles glancing at me every now and then.
"Urrm well from the roundabout it's your third exit." I inform him in a soft tone. He nods and takes the third exit
"where now love?" he questions slowing his speed down.
"Urrm, if you follow the road round it's the second turning and then from there you follow the road round." I instruct politely. He speeds up slightly looking for the second exit, he turn into it slowly turing not to knock me about to much. He follows the road round till its a dead end.
"you sure this is the right place Harry?" he questions looking at the tall expensive houses.
"yeah mine just there. Number 1" I point to the house directly in front of us. I look over to Zayn who is frozen in awe.
"Bloody hell..." he mutters. He pulls not the drive slowly still staring at the place. I smile to myself watching his cute little face light up with excitement.
"this place is fucking amazing" he chuckles to me getting out and helping me inside. He lays me gently on the sofa and sits on the floor beside me.
"I was about to get all the bags out of the car, are you okay? Do you need anything." he questions worryingly.
"Zayn, I'm alright. Just want a cuddle really." I sigh sadly, fiddling with my fingers nervously. He kisses my forehead and whispers softly.
"let me unpack the bags and I will give you the world biggest hug" he smiles as he leaves the room.
Zayn's P.O.V
I take the bags up to Harry's room quickly, rushing to get back to Harry and hug him so tight. As I walk into his room I'm struck with amazement and awe. It's was a massive bedroom with ceiling fans and paintings he even had a signed guitar by Elvis Presley. I gathered it had been passed down generation to generation. Due the the stat it was in.
I quickly unpack both of our bags and sprint down to Harry. He lays in the sofa half asleep and half watching tv. I squish myself behind him and slide him across me, so his body is laying on mine, I wrap my arms around his cold body and hold him tight.
He softly kisses my neck slowly moving to my lips. I pull him in for a deep and passionate kiss, trying to make him feel better. He smiles thought the kiss and holds my cheeks. I run my hands up and down his back softly, tracing around the spinal discs. He makes fists on my chest holding into my top slightly.
He kisses my neck again trailing off down the my covered chest. Which suddenly became bare, it was half way across the room. I smile down at Harry at how eager he was. He kisses every tattoo on my chest and runs his hands across my abs, turning me on even more than I already was.
He smirks at me, and rubs his leg up and down my very slowly trying to turn me on even more. I smile down at his running my fingers through his fluffy curls.
Suddenly we hear the door unlock, we glance at each other for less than a second. I scrabble to my feet and grab my top from the floor and sprint up stairs out of the way.
A few minutes later Harry joins me with a big bar of chocolate in his hands.
"it was my mum" he chuckles
"you want to share it?" he asks staring at the bar. I nod as he slumps himself down next to me.
"thanks Harry" I smile thinking about what happened literally 10minutes ago, it gave me butterflies. I like that feeling, the feeling of being wanted...
Notes
Once again chapter 5 will be up tomorrow. I have an idea of what will happen but need some ideas on future chapter names :/xMessage me if you have any ideas!x
11/24/13