It's taking all your strenght (Zarry /AU.) /English Version

36. Morning Hours III

Zayn just confessed his love to me. I can hardly believe it. In all these years he's confessed his love to me for the first time. I want to shout it out into the world! Zayn Malik and Harry Styles love each other!

We break up from the deep kiss and are still stunned by it. Zayn holds me by my shoulders and then we just stare at each other for several minutes.

 "I feel so freed, Harry!" He says. 

His facial features are soft and his eyes are sparkling.

 "Yes, Zayn, I know," I reply overjoyed. 

Finally he came out and says:

"You know, Haz, this is not going to be easy for us. We're not an ordinary couple. I mean, we can't go public and tell anyone! You understand that, don't you?" He explains, stroking one strand of hair behind my ear. 

He is getting cold feet, I think. With his words he dashes my hopes. What did I expect? Did I actually believe, Zayn would finally stand by me in public?

 "Hey." He says. "Give us time, Haz. This is new for both of us. I really want to give us a chance. We can do it! But for now we'll keep it as a secret, will we?"

 I nod in silence.

"Zayn, it's about time, I have to go. Tomorrow I have a hard day. Thank you for the delicious dinner and thank you for the wonderful night with you.", I say and kiss him tenderly. 

"I miss you already." I whisper to him.

 He pulls me tight, kisses my temples and whispers in my ear: 

"I really want to. I've dreamed of this forever, Hazza. We've both come this far. Let's not ruin that right now. I love you, Harrehh! " 

He looks at me pleadingly. 

"I know, Zayn, I know. The thought, that I can only hug or kiss you privately, scares me. I want to love you, Zayn and everyone should see it!" 

I am desperate about the circumstances and the future of our relationship. Panicked, I cling to Zayn and kiss him hungrily. I feel like I've had to hold that moment forever. He kisses me back with craving. His hands are everywhere and start undressing me again. 

"Zayn, not now.." I moan. 

"Harry, I need you! I want you!" He gasps.

 "Zayn, I have to go. If we end up back in bed again, I won't leave your apartment!" I say. 

"Then stay." He whispers.

 "We have a lot of time to catch up with."

 "Be sensible, Zayn. I have a lot of appointements coming up, and so do you. We can't just cancel them like that. You should know that better, Zayn,!" I suggest. 

"Ohhh damn it, why is everything so complicated? Why I can't I just stay at home for weeks with you? We could be naked all day, watching movies and have a lot of sex, we just get up for dinner." He sulks. 

"You're just unbelievable, Zayn Malik! Sometimes I want to know what's going on in your pretty little head," I laugh. 

"Just wonderful things, baby .... just wonderful things!" He says conspiratorially.

We hug and kiss one last time and then I leave the apartment.