Zayn
I could feel Harry's hot breath fanning my neck, my eyes squeezed shut as he kissed down my jaws, my neck and my shoulder. He moaned softly that made a delicious shiver run down my spine. My mouth was open a little as I stared at us in the mirror, his hands gripping my hips tightly. "Zayn." Harry moaned, licking over the tanned skin on my neck. I was speechless at how hot his actions were, but my breathing was coming out hard and rapid. I gulped dryly when his hands snaked round to his stomach, pulling me to him.
He turned round to look at me fully, his gaze turning into a frown when he realized I wasn't wearing his necklace. He turned round to face the mirror and grabbed the chain that lay on my dressers, placing it around my neck. "You should wear that tonight. So that people know you're mine." he instructed, holding the chain with his index finger. I suddenly felt insecure, staring at him. I pushed away from him. "Just so you can show me off, is that i?" I spat, frowning at him. I moved away from him, only to hear the door slam shut, him hurrying in front of me to cancel my escape. "You know damn well that's not why," he spoke harshly, his face frowning with annoyance.
His expression softened when his hands laced through mine, gazing at them with an intense look. "I want you with me," he whispered softly as his head dipped, his lips close to my ear. "You're beautiful," he spoke seductively in my ear, making a blush creep on my cheeks. "Intelligent." he seemed to kiss a certain part of my body, every time he spoke and I couldn't help the smile threatening to twitch at the corner of my mouth. "Innocent," his lips were now on my shoulder, leaving a soft kiss on the corner.
"Feisty." I groaned when he palmed the bulge in my sweats, before he left a purple bruise in the crook of my neck, causing me to push him away and he chuckled darkly, his eyes sparkling at me. "Exactly my point." he smirked, shaking his head. His face suddenly became serious. "But I want you to have it, okay? It's how much you mean to me," he said and I smiled again. "You mean a lot to me too, Harry. Even if if I don't show it." I added jokingly and he chuckled before pressing his lips to mine.
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"Where are we going?" I asked curiously as Harry took my hand, guiding me up to huge art gallery once he had parked the car. "I'll show you." he said mysteriously, his hand on the small of my back as he led me up the steps. Apparently Harry's friend, Chris, has an art show here and he wanted me and Harry to come have a look. Harry knew I was a big fan of art and he invited me along, knowing I'd appreciate the drawings. I walked past a number of drawings, while Harry went to greet his old friend and I stopped at one drawing in particular.
I stared, hesitating while a blush crept on my cheeks. I was slightly embarrassed by the drawing, knowing fine well where the drawing had taken place. My eyes narrowed, my mouth opened as I hesitated. I was debating whether to call for Harry, knowing he'd probably realize the significance of this picture, too. The setting of the picture was taken on a grassy hill under a tree, the leaves shading the couple below from the burning sun.
The couple were obviously two boys, grinning at something although the taller boy seemed to have his face hidden with curls falling to his eyes. The other boy was tanned, grinning down at the curly lads hands as their hands were held together in such a loving way. The curly haired boy was obviously protective. You could see it in his eyes while the tanned boy gazed innocently at their entwined hands. It was a wonderful drawing, filled with different oil colours and pain. It was clear the picture represented Harry and I, there was no doubt about it. But I knew that we would be the only ones to guess what the picture meant, and of course, Chris.
"Harry..." I hesitated when he handed me a glass of wine. I turned to nod at the painting and his reaction mirrored mine completely when he saw it. We were even more startled to see Chris walking toward us, a huge grin on his face. "Chris, I told you to take it down." Harry snarled, frowning at Chris with disapproval. Chris looked hurt, while Harry's hand tightened around my waist. "You don't like it?" he choked. "This is bad...you don't know how many homophobic people are out there, C. They can sue you for this." Harry said worriedly, nodding toward the painting. Chris snorted and Harry stared at him.
"Sue me shnoo me. They can sue me if they want for all I can here, I ain't taking it down. Besides, I'm only trying to prove a point. You can't choose who you love, right?" he said, eyebrows raised at Harry. Harry bit his lip, turning his eyes back to the painting. I finally realized what Chris and Harry were talking about. Chris was trying to prove that nothing was wrong with gays. About two men being in love. The picture proved it, just by looking at the innocent and happiness. "It's inspired by both of you." Chris grinned, nodding toward me and Harry. I blushed again, my eyes back to the painting. Well that much was obvious. We stared at it for a few more minutes before Chris broke the awkward tension.
"I'll see you later." he sighed and sauntered off. I tightened a hand around Harry's arm as he pulled me close. I was about to bury my head in his shoulder when a female voice called his name. "Harry!"
Our heads snapped up to the sound and immediately Harry's body tensed. His arm tightened around my waistas he stared at the girl walking toward us. I didn't know why Harry suddenly started acting like this. His face was worried, biting his lip as he stared at the girl. He couldn't take his eyes of her. She had long, dark brown hair that fell past shoulders. Light blue eyes shone brightly as a small smile crept on her lips. A light blue denim jacket hugged her small frame, over a white tank top and she wore a black skirt with matching black heels as she clutched a tiny red purse. Just by looking at her, I immediately knew who she was.
Bo.
I could sense the awkward tension and I knew Harry was dying to get away from her, as fast as he could. It was like he didn't want anything to do with her. "How long has it been? A year?" she giggled and Harry bit his lip, unsure of what to say. My jaw clenched when she traced a light finger down the line of Harry's chest, completely unaware that I was visible. Harry tensed again at her touch, his hand searching for mine. "Hi, Bo." Harry managed a small smile, his body still close to mine.
"You haven't changed a bit, have you babe?" she laughed but then stopped when her eyes finally fell on me. "Who's this?"
"Bo, Zayn. Zayn, Bo." Harry introduced but sounded like he was forced too. She gave me a questionable look before turning back to Harry. "I take it you two are together?" she almost sounded sad, disappointed even. Harry opened his mouth to speak before someone called his name and he looked back hesitantly between me and Bo. "Harry, it's all right. You go." she said half-heartily, rolling her eyes as if she was used to his constant worrying and pushing him toward the sound of the voice.
Harry gently kissed my cheek before he hurried off to Chris. Bo's eyes fell on me, taking in my appearance. A blush crept on her cheeks as she knew I was doing the same. "Y'know you really shouldn't be hanging around with a guy like Harry. He's dangerous." she warned, her suddenly becoming serious. I frowned at her, remembering what Harry had said. That she had left him because she thought he was too dangerous. "He isn't dangerous."
She scoffed at my reply. "Well then you clearly haven't seen him in one of his fights." she giggled. God, that giggle. It was annoying. I frowned further. "I have. Twice." Her expression softened when her eyes flickered over my faded bruised nose, the marks disappearing and down to my fist, where my knuckles were bruised from punching Jai. "I don't understand how you can be with a guy like that, he's frightening." she admitted, shaking her head in disbelief. "That's only if you believe he is." I retorted.
She suddenly turned round to face me, and she took her tiny hand in mine, raising my knuckles up to examine the bruises. "How did you get this? And the bruises on your face?" she asked fiercely, frowning at me. Damn she had a point. I refused to answer, and she dropped my hand, making a 'tsssk' sound. I had the feeling that Bo was jealous and she was trying to make me just as scared as she was of Harry, just so I'd back away from him. If she couldn't have him, then no one could. But it's not as if she didn't have the chance. Bo chose to run away from Harry and if she didn't, she could've stayed with him.
"You know what? I give up." she said harshly and walked off into another hall, not that I wanted her here at all. I heard the sound of Bo's heals clicking minutes later and frowned, expecting to see her head appear again. But, no. Instead I found something so much worse. I felt like being sick as I watched Harry hold Bo tightly, his arms around her as Bo attached her lips to his. It turns out, my impression of Bo was right. If Bo couldn't have Harry, no one could. I was so naiive to trust Harry like that. It was obvious he still had feelings for her...My heart was in my mouth as I watched Bo cling her fingers on to Harry's t-shirt and just like that, I ran.
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Hello lovely people! Thank you for all your amazing comments, I really appreciate it. Apparently I got OVER 50 comments which is bloody insane. I would've uploaded then but I was asleep when it happened and I was only half way through writing this chapter haha so my apologizes but you guys are bloody incredible, I swear. I love you all. Also, a lot of people have been complaining at the start of Dark by saying that it's the exact same, that I copied and paste it but I don't how since it was completely different, I actually think they're reading a different story. But to put everyone's mind at ease, I contacted the real author of Dark on tumblr (han_rawrr) and let her know that I was writing a Zarry story based on her dark one so everything's all right even though I mentioned at the start that it is BASED on Dark, and not actually the real fan fiction. In other news, this chapter was incredibly difficult to write as I included Bo in it and I didn't know what I wanted to happen her. It took a full day to write and I had to re-write it three times so hopefully it'll pay off with the incredible feedback I get from you guys :) Love you! Please comment, thank you xxx