You Save Me, But When You Leave It's Gone Again ~Zarry Stylik~ Semi advanced

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    Harry smiled and started to stitch his wound "Mmmmm..... I love boxing too. But I box because I have to. With my horrible temper and all... Sometimes I don't know why people put up with me. I always explode and the littlest of things upset me... I don't know why you would want to be around me...."

    Zayn gazed up at him and lifted his hand to place it against his cheek. "Your anger doesn't faze me.." He said softly and smiled then sighed softly. "You're actually hot when your angry.." He added and blushe as he said that.

    Harry tried to steady his nerves as he stitched Zayn's wound together, almost halfway done "Zayn... I am not hot when I'm angry.... Well, I am hot as in the temperature. Not the descriptive word. My anger is nothing to joke around about" he sighed "I hurt people when I'm angry."

    Zayn looked away, a frown on his face as he wished he hadn't said anything. He closed his eyes and chewed on his lip and winced slightly in pain. He moved a bit and sighed quietly.

    "Try not to move much, love." Harry said soothingly "I'm almost done...." After a few more minutes, Harry was finally done with stitching Zayn's chest wound "It'll heal and close in a few months." Harry said, gazing at Zayn "Now I gotta stitch your hand, love."

    Zayn frowned and looked down at his hand. "Do you have too?" He whispered and bit his lip. "Or can we wait until later?" He sighed and gazed up at him. He was honestly in a lot of pain.

    Harry took Zayn's hand and smiled "I was just joking, hon... You don't need stitches in your hand. You just need to wrap it up in bandages. It'll heal up nicely that way." He took off the wrapping he had on now and grabbed a roll of new wrapping. He gently started to wrap Zayn's hand up again.

    Zayn sighed in relief and smiled as he watched Harry bandage his hand up. He lifted his gaze and stared into his perfect green eyes and smiled once more. He felt his heart flutter in his chest and he sighed in content.

    When Harry was finished, he leaned in and kissed Zayn's forehead lovingly "Well that's all taken care of.... How are you feeling, Zayn?"

    "Fine I guess.." He whispered and closed his eyes as he felt Harry's lips against his forhead. He opened them once more and gazed up at him.

    "What can I do to make you feel more than fine?" Harry asked softly, caressing his cheek as he pulled.

    Zayn gazed up at him and smiled faintly. "Could you lay with me?" He asked softly and watched him. He sighed quietly an placed his hand over Harry's.

    Harry smiled and layed down next to him, laying on his side. He scooted as close as he could get, gently kissing Zayn's cheek.

    Zayn smiled and turned his head to look at him. "It's not hard to love you Harry Styles.." He whispered and stared into his eyes lovingly.

    Harry's eyes shone brightly as he kissed the corner of Zayn's mouth "Really?" He asked softly in between his kisses.

    Zayn nodded as his eyes fluttered closed and he kissed back gently. He pecked at Harry's lips at least ten times in three minutes.

    Harry moved from kissing just the corner of Zayn's lips to capturing Zayn's upper lip in between his own lips. Harry's eyes closed as their lips met gently. One of Harry's big hands held the side of Zayn's neck gently.

    Zayn made a small whimpering noise against Harry's lips and he quickly kissed back. He moved his lips against Harry's in perfect sync an placed his good hand on his chest.

    Harry couldn't help but notice how well Zayn's lips fit with his. Harry tilted his head, locking his lips with Zayn's fully, his lips in perfect moving rhythm with Zayn's.

    Zayn moved a bit so that he was laying on his side, his chest gently pressed against Harry but not enough to hurt himself. He lifted a hand and threaded his fingers through Harry's curls as he deepened the kiss.