Hero

Chapter 17

Zayn pulls a drag off his cigarette and smiles as he lets the smoke out. He's listening to his Louis talk nonstop about his play that is coming out two days before graduation, and how amazing the actors and crew is. He looks back at his phone when it vibrates and lets out a small giggle when he sees it's from Harry. He warps his arm tightly around himself after putting out the fag and throwing it in the small tray that he has to hide from his family. Texting a quick reply, Zayn reads over his reply before he's actually sending it.

"You are the worst best friend ever."

Looking up at that, Zayn frowns in confusion and lowers his phone. "Why?"

"You are texting your boyfriend while I'm trying to have a important conversation. You're probably talking about BDSM, daddy kink, and sitting on each other's faces. Hell hes probably convincing you to wear damn panties!"

Zayn just gives Louis an odd look before going back to his phone. "I'm not sure there's enough alcohol or weed in the world to get me to agree to BDSM," Zayn says as he text another reply to Harry about what Louis had just said. "And we are making plans for later, for your information...I still haven't asked him to prom yet.."

"Still? Dude prom is in like two weeks. You can't be serious."

Zayn shrugs and blushes softly. "It's just weird..I know he's my boyfriend and everything, and it's basically like asking him out on another date, but it has to be special. I don't want to look back ten years from now, and think of how lame I was on asking Harry-out on one of our many special nights. I want it to be perfect."

Louis rolls his eyes and lays back on the grass of Zayn's backyard. "You watch way to many chick-flicks with Harry."

"Shut up."

From Harry: I'm on my way to pick you up now....so does this mean you're alright with panties?..

Zayn laughs a bit at the reply and then shows it to Louis. The feather haired lad just rolls his eyes, and gets up saying that was his cue to leave. They say goodbye, and then Zayn was on his way to his room to get showered up and ready. Fully dressed, looking quite dapper in a baggy black sweater with tiny white dots scattered everywhere that belonged to Harry really, black dress shoes, and black pants. Zayn checked himself out in the mirror. He smiled. He didn't look half bad, not half bad at all. He'd even spiked his newly cut hair up with some of his old hair-gel and spray. He made some silly faces at himself, winked, and ran back downstairs when he heard the doorbell ring.

Harry smiles softly as he sees Zayn. He's almost in the same exact outfit. Well colour schem to be exact. He has black pants on with his black dress shoes. However, for a top he has a fancy looking knit white sweater with black buttons on the sleeve of it. "That sweater looks familiar."

Zayn rolls his eyes and grabs his coat and puts it over his arm, "Where are we going?" he asked, as he and Harry walk to the car Harry's car. His own car is in the family garage. His dad doesn't want him to use it anymore unless it's majorly important.

"You'll see. I have a whole night planned for us," Harry said, smiling at Zayn as they drove off.

"You figured everything out in the time span of us just texting each other," Zayn asked, staring out the window.

"Yes. yes I did."

They arrived at the restaurant that Harry had made reservations for, and all it took was a bit of charm and maybe a bit of harmless pretend flirting. It wasn't an overly fancy place but it was still nice, certainly nicer than wat they were used to. Normally they'd go to a cafe or a dinself made picnic slash date either of them would create. After being lead to the table by their waiter, they were seated across from each other in a private corner of the restaurant. Zayn, had put his leather jacket on the back of his chair, and studied his menu seriously. Harry didn't take long to pick something out and ended up watching Zayn from under his eyelids. It was kind of, well, cute how intently Zayn focused on things.

"You're staring," Zayn said, not looking up from his menu. Despite his words, he couldn't hid the blush he had that was going down to his toes.

"My name is Amanda and I'll be your server this evening," she said, smiling. "What can I get you started with?"

They both just skip to their meals, and Zayn goes first. He ordered a rare steak and a glass of wine, before his attention was now back on Harry. Harry ordered the shrimp alfredo in the crème sauce and the same wine Zayn was getting. As Amanda finished taking the orders, she takes the menues and then thanks them before leaving. Harry looks across at zayn, and then he's smiling cheekily before moving closer to the lad who was to busy studying to squiggly lines of the cursive writing.

"Harry, I..." Zayn started, but his voice caught in his throat as He turns his head and looked directly in to Harry's eyes, so close that their lips were just inches apart. With a sly little smile, Harry leaned forward and brushed his lips tenderly against Zayn's.

It took only milliseconds for Zayn to respond, rushing his hands up behind Harry's head and pulling them in to a kiss that was the definition of passionate. Tongues twisting, hot breaths panted, they explored and caressed each other, becoming a single, fiery being. They were lost in each other and they never wanted to be found.

They were so absorbed in each other that they didn't notice, the waitress coming back until she cleared her throat. They pulled away, and Zayn almost fell out of his seat from how light the kiss had him feeling. He blushes darkly and then looks up at the waitress who was as red as he was. She quickly gives them their drinks then food, before she was ducking her head and basically sprinting away. Zayn laughs and had to put a hand over his mouth. "I think we scared her away babe."

"She'll be fine," Harry replies as he picks a fork up and starts twirling his for around in his plate, getting some of the noodles. "What were you saying before though?"

"What?" Zayn asked really confused, completely forgetting his train of thought. Realisation dawned on him, and he gasped. "Oh!...well..techincally I was suppose to ask you like months ago, but I've just been really nervous. So I concluded that I'm an idiot cause it's you adn there is no reason for me to be nervous, and what I'm trying to get at is-"

"Zayn you're rambling." Harry cuts him off and chuckling fondly.

Zayn took a deep breath and he lets it out slowly, "Like I said, I am an idiot, and will you go to prom with me?"

"You're a wha- zayn what are you talking about?"

"Prom," the raven haired lad responds with the same confused expression, "I'm like asking you to prom right now. I wanted it to be special, but then I got nervous and it turned out to just be this."

"But...I thought we were already going together? I mean we are boyfriends, and our name is in the votes for king and queen slash king. So I thought it was just a given that we'd go together?"

"We're on the panel for Kings?" Zayn asked shocked cause how did harry even find out, "They aren't telling anyone until like after the championship game."

"Yeah, but Ashton's girlfriend works for the prom committee so she told him who's all on it, and he told me and Liam since we and like three others are on it. He didn't tell us who's in the lead or anything though." Harry says shrugging a shoulder.

"Wait Ashton isn't on the list then?"

"No, it's against rules for people who are apart of it to be announced future king and queen. How haven't you known that?"

"Because the most extra curricular thing I've done for the past four years, is come to games and practices with you." Zayn says as he eats a piece of his stake.

Harry rolls his eyes, and reaches over and steals a bit of Zayn's steak. "You're not a people person."

"Not all the time...but I am a Harry person." Zayn says before he's kissing his boyfriend's cheek and then laughing when he gets a bit of steak sauce on him.

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A/N: Hey lovelies, I just wanted to say thank you for all of the reads and comments. They really make me all giddy inside and they make me love writing this story even more.

I just want to ask all of you to send me prompts and request for a fic I should do after this (Not that this is gonna be over soon or anything. We still have a LOT to do in this *evil smirk emoji*). I just need an idea or two, and anything can be requested. Please send it to my inbox or my Tumblr (miniikinn). I'm excited and more updates will be coming sooooon!!!