Stay With Me

Chapter 5

"Fuck, Zayn.." Harry moans and the boy over him puts a hand over his mouth to keep him quite as he pound harder and harder. Harry feels like he is about to cum just a second away, and then Zayn looks down at him and opens his mouth to say something and..his alarm sounds...wait what? Harry opens his eyes and groans, his alarm sounding by his side. He groans in annoyance, of course it would be a dream and of course he would get up before coming! How cruel is that, his dream self is going to die from blue balls. Getting out of bed, Harry made his way to the bathroom to do his daily routine.

Once finished, Harry walked out of the dept with his school bag over his back, and his uniform on. Walking down the dull streets of Holmes Chapel, Harry slowly bu surely made his way to school. The sky was clear, but there was still a brisk wind in the atmosphere. Tightening his hold around his blazer, Harry quickened up his pace to the building that was only a few more blocks down. As he entered the grounds of the campus, Harry tousled his hair pushing it away from his eyes.

"Harry!"

Turning his head to look at Niall, who was with their small grouo of friends. Harry smiled lightly, and made his way over to them. Greeting Liam, Louis, and Niall, the curly haired lad sat down on the grass with them. "Hi guys." He said crossing his legs elementary style. The three other guys smiled and waved back at their friend. Classes started in fifteen minutes, so they all just sat and waited for the time to fly by.

"So Ni, just told us about how you tricked him last night." Louis said smirking at the younger teen. Giving him a thumbs up, Louis laughed a bit and propped himself back on his other hand. "I just can't believe he actually fell for the 'new drink' bit."

"Hey! I was drunk off my ass, so shut up Tommo." Niall defended himself, with a slight pout on his face. Letting his friends know that he wasn't okay with being made fun of like this.

Liam then reaches over and ruffles the blonde lads hair a bit. "Oh calm down Ni, I'm pretty sure any of us would fall for that if we were drunk." Liam said trying to make the younger lad cheer up.

After they goofed off a bit more classes started, and the four friends headed in there different directions. Harry headed to his English class, and sighed once he took his seat. A few seconds after the class had go comfortable, the professor walked into the room and everyone fell silent as he immediately went into talking about what they will be doing today. The class went by rather quickly and Harry gathered up all of his things before leaving the room. Walking off campus, he ventured around the streets for a bit sense he had nothing else to do. Liam and Louis, had another class going on right now, and Niall had two more classes to attend to today. So at the moment he was a bit of a lone wolf.

Making his way to the park, Harry sighed and looked up at ther light grey sky. Frowning slightly the curly haired lad pulled his hood up when he felt water his his nose. Standing up he started walking again with his hands now buried deep into his pockets. Stopping at a crosswalk, Harry sighed and pressed the little button as he rain started to pick up. Once the walk sign flashed, Harry hurriedly ran across the street and the rest of the way to his flat. Walking up the pathways to the door, Harry patted his pockets and pulled his key out. Being the clumsy lad he was, Harry dropped the key and grumbled inaudibly to the air as he picked it up. Putting the key into the lock, Harry pushed he door open but froze when he felt eyes on him. Turning around quickly, Harry gasped when he saw Zayn.

The tanned lad was stood by the bus stop across the street with only a leather jacket on. His raven black hair was pushed back, almost looking gelled back like that. Zayn wasn't looking in Harry's direction anymore, and was now glaring at the ground. Biting his lip softly, Harry built up all the courage he had and closed his door before making his way over to the somewhat brooding lad. Standing a few feet away from him, Harry choked on his words a bit as he took Zayn's beauty in from this close of a view. Looking at the defined cheekbones, and slight stubble that littered on the smooth tanned skin Harry blinked a few times at the lad who still hasn't looked up at him.

"Um...Hi. I mean..you're Zayn." Harry asked awkwardly, not even realizing that it was close to pouring now. Capturing his lower lip with his teeth again, Harry took note of Zayn's long eyelashes that fanned over those cheekbones every time the lad blinked. For a second Harry's new life goal was to count every single one of the eyelashes, but that quickly changed when he heard Zayn speak.

"How do you know my name?"

Harry blinked a few times, a bit stunned by the question. Then he realized that this was the first time he actually talked to Zayn. There was no logical way of him knowing Zayn's name without him sounding like a stalker. "I..well I saw you at the cafe a few days ago, and your cup had 'Zayn' on it so I assumed..um not that I was stalking you or anything! I mean I was just looking so..yeah." Harry said mentally face palming himself.

It stayed quiet for a few minutes, and Harry was feeling a bit...weird. He felt a sudden gust of cold air pull over him, but then felt really hot at the same time. Looking around him, harry frowned confused when he saw a few rocks randomly move over right beside Zayn. Staring at the rocks, Harry slightly eased when they stayed still for a while. Looking back up at Zayn, Harry sighed shakily and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "So..are you just gonna pretend that last night didn't happen?"

"Nothing did happen." Zayn said finally looking up at the curly haired lad.

"Yes it did! You grinded against me and even moaned when I kissed your neck!" Harry said frowning even deeper. He knew the truth, and he wasn't about to let some attractively tanned Greek god tell him other wise.

"Why are you mad about it? We both know you wanted it curls." Zayn said walking away from Harry and not really wanting to continue on with this conversation. Of course things didn't play out like that though. Running after Zayn, Harry clenched his jaw and glared at he back of his head. "I did not!..And don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you!"

Zayn simply just rolled his eyes and walked faster. "Or what curly? You going to give me alcohol poisoning?" Zayn said mockingly as he listened to Valac, who was telling him to push Harry away. Hearing the curly haired lad ranting on and on about how wrong and annoying Zayn was being. Zayn sighed and scuffed under his breath, as he turned around quickly causing his and Harry's chest to bump. "Listen, I don't want you and I never will. Just go back into your flat, and forget about it alright?"

Harry was shocked and just stared into Zayns cold eyes. Feeling his heart rate quicken, Harry nodded slowly and let out a sigh when Zayn walked away. Watching as the other boy walked further and further away. Harry bit his lip and chased after him when he saw Zayn turn a corner. Running as fast as he could, Harry turned the corner as well, and frowned confused when he didn't see him. Letting the rain hit over the top of his head and shoulders. Harry looked around confused as to where Zayn could have gone so quickly.