Hero

Chapter 22

Prom night hadn't always been something Zayn dreamt about. He actually hadn't even thought about it until himself and Harry actually made things official. So up until then, he hadn't even pictured himself in a tailored James Bond black tux, with a nice silver tinted tie hanging down his neck. And even more, he truly believes that if anyone had told him that he was going to go to prom with the love of his life boyfriend who happens to be a superhero, and that they were also nominated to be prom king, he'd probably laugh in their face or through holy water on them.

So as they escape from both of their mothers constant crying and wanting to take photographs. Zayn had dragged his boyfriend out to the car so they could get to the school already.

They're pulling into the school parking lot now, which is milling with people making their way towards the gym, and Harry has to slowly circle around for several minutes before they find a park. Zayn shoves his phone into the glove-box: He's better without it. Less to fiddle his hands with, and more and space to have his hands all over Harry. As he opens the little compartment, he spots the little box he'd hidden in there before they left, forgotten about until now.

"Oh!" he says, pulling out the corsage box and holding it out towards Harry, grinning.

"No," Harry says.

"You're my date," Zayn reminds him. "You have to wear it."

"No, I don't," says Harry, but it's too late, as Zayn is already pinning the cluster of blue and white flowers to Harry's sleeve, leaning forward to kiss him as he does so.

"You look gorgeous," he teases against Harry's frowning lips. Zayn sits back as Harry looks at the corsage on his sleeve as if it's made of kryptonite and cursed acid. "I regret literally every decision," he comments, but doesn't remove it. Zayn counts that as a win.

"Shall we?" Zayn asks, reaching out for the door handle. "Oh, no, wait. Wait there! I'll come around and hold the door for you!"

"I hate you," Harry says, and gets out of the car by himself. Harry's hand is pressed to Zayn's lower back as they approach the gymnasium doors, and when Zayn catches Harry's eyes on him, the taller gives him a small, private smile. Everything seems real, and realistic and, frankly, perfect. They breezed into the hall, and the team greets them and a lot more of Harry's friends, that soon grew to be Zayn's friends. Zayn doesn't see Louis yet, so he just let's Harry pull him along until they make it to the dance floor. A slow song is playing, and Zayn takes the time to look around at all the twinkling fairy lights. The room was dark, and the decorators the school had hired did extraordinarily well with disguising the gym, into looking really romantic and posh.

Zayn rests his head against Harry's shoulder as they dance - well, shuffle in a rotating fashion on the spot - at the center of the crowded room, looking out at the other students. Zayn then turns his head so he's more nuzzling his nose to Harry's neck.

I want you to know it's enough for me
Because all that you are is all I'll ever need
I'm so in love

They both smile at the lyrics, and pull their faces back just enough to look each other in the eyes. Harry slides his hands up, touching the skin of those flushed cheeks, feeling warmth, and there's so much emotion in Zayn's eyes that it's starting to make Harry dizzy. He leans down so it wouldn't be that much of a reach for his boyfriend. They kiss for a god three seconds before a spotlight was directed toward them.

Five other spotlights were shining down as well, and they all seemed to be couples that they were shining on. Harry had a hand covering his eyes, and Zayn squinted cause it was honestly to dark in the gym to have giant spotlights blinding down on people. The headmaster started talking in the mic, and Zayn eyes slowly widened in excitement when they said they were starting the crowning ceremony. All the nominated couples headed up the stairs and onto the stage where everyone else eyes went. Louis and Liam got there, a few seconds after being called, and Zayn took note at Louis messy hair, and the way Liam's tie was loose and crooked. Rolling his eyes, Zayn let out an amused chuckle before he was lacing his fingers with Harry's.