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

90. The Compromise

Harry

Lou and I had sex in the middle of the day. It was okay, but not nearly satisfying. My memory outsmarts me. Sex with him is different, calmer, less exciting. Not compared to the sex with Zayn, of course. When he runs his hand down my back. Just the thought of it is electric. 

My goodness, Harry! You broke up with him. That was your decision. A reasonable relationship doesn't based on an exciting love life. Louis loves and cares for me. Zayn doesn't take care of me, but the sex with him is just fantastic. I am addicted. Nobody brings me to orgasm like Zayn did.

I walk through the room in a bad mood. I don't feel like cuddling. I am unsatisfied. Lou notices that something is wrong.

 "What's the matter, baby?" he asks. 

"Nothing. I quickly jump into the shower and freshen up," I reply. 

"Okay, then I'll cook us something," answers Louis.

"Sex makes you hungry, especially when it was so fantastic," he laughs.

I nod to him and my lips are sealed. However, don't ask what I really think about our sexlife. 

With my mobile in my hand, I disappear into the bathroom. I have to meet Zayn. I really need to see him! All good resolutions fade away. I need my daddy even if it's just for the moment. But this one is the universe for me.  I'm a slut. , I think.

"Zayn, I'm thinking about lavender. Can you jog my memory? H."

My heart is pounding. The last meeting was a little eternity ago. Anyway, sex with Zayn is my drug, my kick. I turn the shower on. Water splashes. Meanwhile I look spellbound at my mobile. Answer me ! No limits are set to my imagination. Then the display finally flashes. 

"Haz, the sex isn't awesome with L? Can't he satisfy  your needs?  Z."

I'm blushing. Damn, he saw the photos and that's his response to them.

"Probably satisfies me as much as Gigi satisfies you. H."

Zayn doesn't answer anymore and I feel like crying. I am torn. The water is still running.

 "Harry, are you ready soon?" shouts Lou.

 "I'll be done," I say. 

"Shall I keep you company?" he asks. 

Oh no, I think. That woulnd't change anything about my state. 

Louis

It's a quiet lunch - too quiet. Harry seems irritable and absent. His thoughts wander again and again. I can read it in his eyes. Dreamily he looks out the window. Occasionally he looks at his telephone as if expecting an important message. 

"Well", I say as we clear the table together. 

"What are you in the mood for, darling?"