*-Don't do this to us? Harry growled behind Zayn, appealed from what he'd heard. His breathing immediately increased, his features became darker, as he stood there waiting for us to explain.*
-Harry it's not what you think!
Zayn defended himself, letting out a loud scoff.
-Leave us alone! And sorry, I'm just tired.
Harry patted Zayn's back as he turned to leave.
-I don't want to lose you.
Harry gasped, beaming back to me, and he took my hand in his, placing a few kisses on it. My worrying eyes looked at him, I parted my lips to ask him something but he kissed me softly. I returned a kiss, and strange feeling started creeping on me. He said he didn't want to lose me. Was I dying?
-Harry, is everything fine?
I mumbled slightly, as I straightened myself in the bed.
-Yes, love!

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It was the fourth week in L.A. and the tour was about to continue in 2 days.
My condition got better, actually it hadn't been anything serious. And also, Zayn and I had reconciled, whatever it meant, I thought I would never get back together with him but..
-Are you awake, honey?
Harry's morning voice was heard and I twisted to face his beautiful features. We were lying, looking into each other not saying a word, for minutes, when his phone interrupted us. It was about rehearsals, they had a lot of work to do before the tour started again.
-Babe, I'm going out now, but you can come in the stadium to visit us later, will you?
He asked joyfully, leaning for a kiss.
-Yeah, sweetie!
I replied, as he kissed me.
Harry left, and I stayed in the bed, for a while, thinking about Zayn and me. What we'd done, and why was it taking so long?
Sincerely, I really did miss our passionate sex, the way he looked at me, our hiding, and stuff. But it wasn't just fair, I loved Harry. I was always reminding myself of that, but always, and it didn't pay off. I still craved for intercourse with Zayn.
That day was somehow different, I reckoned I would explode if I didn't feel Zayn close to me, so I decided, as also Harry proposed, to go at their rehearsals.
[Author's point of view]
After she took a shower, she started to prepare for going out. The simple summer dress was ideal for what she had reckoned to do, then she didn't have to spend hours before wardrobe seeking for Sake's dress. Her brown ombre hair, fell over her shoulders, and ended in the middle of her back. She liked, after all, to have her hair down, because she wasn't very keen on messy buns or ponytails.
It was nearly the afternoon when she departed the hotel, in Harry's white Chevrolet, she intended to be unnoticed and then she made out.
Finally, somewhere in the periphery of the L.A. she parked the car, out of the stadium. Music was heard, but when she got there the guys were having a pause for a lunch.
-Look who's here?!
She shouted to them, putting her sunglasses from her eyes up in the hair.
They all greeted her, smiling widely, especially Harry, who was in such a good mood that day. Subsequently, after a small chit chat, and a humble lunch, they all perished in their ways, except Zayn, who waited for them to stay alone.
-Come here, follow me.
He whispered, walking away, as she carefully followed after him, in fear that someone would see them. They went directly in the bathroom, but what was bad, Harry unintentionally went after them for a wee.
Zayn and Harry's girlfriend had already been in the bathroom.
Zayn was also desperate about her, he wanted to fuck her every single day, but he couldn't so he had to use every opportunity.
Her back was turned to the bathroom's door, as Zayn stood right before her, staring into her soft and silky lips, he wanted every piece of her, and he knew she was prohibited for him. Zayn's lips slowly kissed her, moving in sync, while Harry, not knowing what was expecting him, was happily walking towards the bathroom's door.
-Zayn, please, let's do this.
She breathed uncontrollably, losing herself already, simply because she was standing close to him.
Zayn traced his fingers down her dress, sneaking under, and suddenly his fingers started touching her most sensitive area, as she started moaning loud.
-Oh, Zayn...
She panted, as she started kissing him.
At that moment Harry entered the bathroom.

Notes

Ops, Harry may really find out this time.
This is the 8th chapter and I hope you'll enjoy!
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