"You sure?" Zayn asked still unsure about what Harry was asking him to do.

"Yes ,Zayn. I want to try it ,okay ? Just teach me ." Harry said his green eyes shinning more brightly in the red glowed room of the cheap mortal they were staying in.

They were travelling on a motorbike for 3days now. It was Zayn who used to ride the most but Harry had got a hold on it too.

Harry had asked Zayn to teach him how to smoke. He wanted to try it but Zayn wasn't sure about it.

"It's not good for your health. "Zayn reasoned but he started digging his bag searching for the weed be rolled while he was back at home.

Harry threw his head back and laughed," The pot is calling the kettle black !"

"But-"

"No. Zayn . I want to have fun too. Please. " Harry tried to pout and battle his eye lashes trying to look cute and Zayn finally gave in when Harry constantly Blinked his eyes for 50 times at Zayn even after Zayn was glaring at him.

"Okay. I'll do it first and then yeah..." Zayn said as he lighted the joint looked at Harry before taking a big hit. Harry watched everything in a slow motion.

The way Zayn's Jaw slightly got hollow when he sucked the smoke,how his fingers holded the joint in a casual way but it looked fucking sexy. How his lips closed around the joint . How hid eyes closed and the excess smoke made it's way out if Zayn's nose and mouth. How Zayn's eyelashes fluttered a little as he opened them a little and slowly exhaled. How the red small Round coner of the Joint was somehow reflecting on Zayn's face.

His face showing the bliss he was feeling and then he looked at Harry with slight red and glassy eyes and there was just one word in Harry's mind to describe what he just witnessed. Ethereal.

Even while smoking Zayn malik Looked as if he was doing something so divine so pure.

Zayn silently passed the joint to Harry and Harry shakily took it between his fingers before bringing it to his lips. Zayn was looking at him intently and as soon as he inhaled it he was in a coughing fit.

Harry tried to control it but he couldn't and Zayn realizing it quickly stood up crushing the joint before he ran to get the water bottle .

"Shit Haz !!" Zayn exclaimed as Harry didn't stopped coughing. After few minutes he did calmed down and looked at Zayn.

"I wann try again. "

"Are you crazehh !! No !! What if you die or something? They'll put me in jail for murder !" Zayn shook his head.

"No they won't. Even if you kill they will think it's- " Harry laughed not completing his sentence.

Harry finally convinced Zayn and Somehow Zayn decided to do the only thing he knew wouldn't make Harry sick again. Hopefully.

So he inhaled the smoke . held it in. Took a hold on Harry's neck bringing him close to his face before adjusting his lips of Harry's and exhaling the smoke in his mouth.

There lips fitted perfectly. Just like they should.