Hero

Chapter 21

A/N: SMUT! Cover your innocent eyes if you don't want to read!!

Two Week Later

"Uni is a time of transformation. No one leaves the same as they entered. Not everyone likes who they become, and not everyone is given a choice in the matter. We are shaped by our experiences, and high school is an experience that is... life-changing. In the four years that we have walked these halls, some people found love, and some found family. Some people had to lose before they could gain. Some people had to learn to rise from the ashes and rebuild, even when others tried to shoot them down again and again. No matter what anyone tells you, high school is real. It's real life, full of pain and joy and hope. But I tell you now, as we prepare to move forward and move on, that high school is over. Not our friendships, or our loves, or our lives, but this place, this time. It's a part of our past now, another layer to reveal beneath our skin. While we should never forget the great, terrible, beautiful transformations that happened here, there is so much more waiting for you on the other side. More changes, more motion, more bonds. The chance to affirm your love, confess your love, or find your love. To create and discover. It's all out there, waiting. I promise you, whatever you're looking for, it's waiting for you. Congratulations class of 2015."

Louis takes his bow and makes his way off the podium. Zayn's smiling brightly at his best friend, and he leans more into Harry's arm when his boyfriend wraps an arm around the back of his chair. "He did great." He says softly as the headmaster says a few more things. "Yeah, his mom is in tears." Harry says nodding over to Mrs. Tomlinson.

Zayn looks over at the lady and a small laugh leaves his lips. Harry just grins down at his boyfriend and kisses his lips once they were looking at each other again.

"I can't express how proud I am of you all. I wish you luck on the rest of your life's journey."

Then caps were being tossed in the air, and friends were hugging and crying together. His mom ran to him hugging him tightly, and then leaving a dark red lipstick stain on Zayn's cheek. His dad hugs him as well, and pats his back as they separate. Zayn looks over his shoulder and sees Harry in the same position as he was with his own family. They share a look, and Zayn motions for him to come over. When harry holds up one finger and mouths one minute, he nods and gives his attention back to his family.

"Zayn stand with your sisters, I want a picture!" Trisha Malik says says and she herds her children into a small group, before she's arranging them with Zayn in the middle. She picks up a graduation cap that was on the ground and dusted it off a bit before putting it on Zayn's head.

"Say cheese!"

They smile and Zayn pulls his states closer, cause this feels nice. Around the ninth picture, Harry comes over behind them and wraps his arms around Zayn's shoulders. Anne and Robin, had started talking to Trisha and Yaser as their sons embraced. "Hey love."

"Hi," Zayn says turning his head and kissing Harry's lips softly. They then got interrupted by a small cough, and clearing of the throat.

Harry looks down to a unhappy looking Safaa. She taps her little foot on the ground, and her arms crossed over her stomach. Harry smiles and Zayn rolls his eyes.

"Zaynie no kiss my husband!" The five year old says in her stern little voice. Bending down to her eye level, Harry kisses her forehead. "Sorry for kissing Zaynie again. It won't happen again I promise."

"Good, I said I'd share, but not that much." She says before holding up her left hand. "I even have my ring! It's a sign for he's mine and love. That's what momma told me."

Harry looks at the plastic ring, and at the sparkling fake diamond. He had won it in one of those silly carnival games a had taken Zayn on. Originally he had gave it to Zayn, but then Safaa had wanted it. "Correct munchkin," he says as he ruffles the top of her head only slightly not to mess up her curls. "Now let's all get out of here so we can get frozen yogurt yeah?"