Hero

Chapter 23

Zayn didn't really use Twitter or check Instagram regularly or keep up with local news or pay attention to the world beyond his own little bubble if he could help it, so he actually didn't know that those people were after his boyfriend. Or the Maddison was now a fugitive and wanted dead or alive. All these thoughts were eating at Zayn's mind, and he just wanted his boyfriend to be safe. Moving over to Harry who was sitting in the couch, Zayn cuddles into him, half soothing Harry's stress and his own. They had relocated to Harrys house and in all fairness, if Zayn would have seen the condition the basement was in inside Harry's house. He would have figured out the whole superhero thing a long time ago. The couple heard a knock on the front door, and they both tensed before they heard Louis' familiar voice at the door.

Zayn quickly walked to the front door letting Louis....and Liam and Niall in. "Why did you bring them with you?" Zayn asked with wide eyes as he looked around the area of Harry's house.

"Well it's nice to see you as well Ze." Liam said raising both his eyebrows in amusement.

"No that's not what I- ugh just get in," shutting the door tightly. He hated this. He hated being forced to hide and have his friends and family put in danger along with himself. It was very quiet for several drawn out moments. Zayn wasn't even able to hear the boys breathing. Harry louis like at Zayn then, and stands and goes by his side. It was obvious that the boys didn't know what was going on, so maybe the government hadn't told anyone about him. Maybe they are keeping it a secret so the information won't get out, so they could prevent mayhem and rebellion? Either way, the couple were glad that their friends eddy know about it.

"Zayn, can you please tell us why you called me over? We were all headed over to yours guessing that you were home, but your mom said you were here." Louis explained as he crosses his arms over his chest, already giving them suspicious glances.

Zayn juts takes a deep breath before looking down not knowing how to start. He fiddled with his diners a bit, and kind of relaxed when Harry reached over to grab his hand. Mouthing a thank you, he looks back up to the guys and starts. "I'm sure you've heard of the superhero The Hunter,'" the boy mumbled, his voice muffled and difficult to understand. He slowly picks his mug of tea up from the table, steam rising from it in thin wisps. "What if I knew the guy? What if we all knew the guy? Cause we do...It's Harry.. "

"I'm not entertaining this," Louis scoffed, throwing his hands up in disbelief. "Zayn stop playing games. I'm being honest, and if this were The Avengers, I would at the very least believe you just a bit. But this isn't a film, this isn't a graphic novel, this is real life - "

"That's right. You are just being honest. You are not being compassionate, or considerate, or thoughtful, or loving, or polite, or even pleasant. Just honest. You know, for a comic lover you sure are lacking in imagination," the raven haired boy interrupted.

Louis felt as though he had been slapped across the face. "I'm not a killjoy, I'm a realist. Pragmatist." Then Louis frowned, looking up at the Zayn in disbelief. "And how dare you say that?!"

"What?" the boy asked innocently. "It's not my fault that you're confusing pragmatism with the lack of ability for anything remotely cool. You're letting your stupidness cloud everything else up. There's no reason to be so rude about this."

"Of course there's plenty of reasons to be rude! And even if this shot was real haven't you ever heard of Gwen Stacy? Alexandra DeWitt? Sue Dibny? You could make the argument for Jean Grey, too!"

"Are you talking about comic books?" Harry butted in with a tilt of his head. "How do you know all of this stuff?"

"How do you not?" Louis retorted. He shook his head violently and then groaned at the sharp jolt of pain that radiated outward from his temple from the headache these two were giving him. When Louis spoke once more, his voice was infinitely softer and more somber. "Listen. Everyone knows that heroes aren't real life things, and that even in the comic word they don't get to fall in love. It's like the only given in superhero story arcs. I'm just thinking about both of you, yeah? If Harry is really a superhero, which I still need evidence to believe, then Zayn you immediately become a weakness for him."

Zayn frowns, but not because he thinks Louis was right, but because he thinks his best friend is being a pessimistic asshole. "No you listen Tomlinson! I've been stressing my ass off about all this shit that's going on, and I don't need your sour naggy attitude making me even more stressed. I'm already about half the mind of slapping you for putting even more bad thoughts in my head. I don't need anymore!" Zayn says with his jaw clenching and unclenching. "Now babe...can you please show them the powers so I can explain my plan more." Zayn says more than asks as he looks at his boyfriend.

Harry nods and takes a few steps forward closer to his friends. He gives them all reassuring looks, before he was holding his hands in front of his torso a bit. Slowly moving his hands around in a ball formation, air started to form and he hears gasp from everyone but Zayn who still looks like he wants to slap them for thinking he was lying. Harry looks over at Zayn, and moves over to him and motions for him to hold his hands out. The shorter lad looked at him a bit skeptical, before he takes a deep breath and let's Harry move it into his hands. Harry still hand his hands over it, with Zayn juts letting his hands lightly hover over the ball of wind.

"Wow.."

"Sick!"

"....So why did you need us?" Louis asked as he slowly warms up to the situation.

Harry sighs and runs his fingers through his hair. "Secret agents and the queens men and best guards are after me. Probably even more FBI related people as well. The point is they are after me, and want to experiment on me to see what makes me able to do this stuff." Harry says as he lets the air go and kisses Zayn's cheek softly. "And Maddison-"

"Your ex?" Niall asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, she's after Zayn or at least I think she is. She tried killing him a few weeks ago. She's a fugitive and she has....guards or something. It's hard to explain, but it's juts really scary. I think she or the others after me have her."

"They also took his shitty super-suit." Zayn adds as he leans more into Harry's side.

"Oh thank God, that thing was awful," Louis says making a face.

"Hey!" Harry says in protest and slight offence.

"Well it was pretty basic Harry. I mean anyone could have spotted you or something," Liam comments as he rest a hand over Louis' waist.

"Thank you Liam," Zayn says grinning as he looks at Harry smugly.

The curly haired lad, juts rolls his eyes and sighs a bit. "The point is, that I need a new super-suit, and me and Zayn can't be see outside of this house yet. So that's where you come in."

"I had created this sketch idea a while ago, it's of a better super-suit, and bow design. I need you guys to get the material listed, and then bring if back here so me and Louis can start working on it." Zayn says handing them the sketchbook that was on the table. "After that, we will be off in search for Harry's mom, and to prove to them that Harry isn't a danger."

"Fuck , okay I have to make something up to my parents." Louis says as he runs his fingers through his hair and studying over the sketch.

"Yeah, explain to them why I want be home for a while. Maybe we could say us five are going on a road trip?" Niall says as he looks at the sketch from over Louis shoulder.

"Wait, what?"

They all looked at Zayn after he said that, and Harry could have predicted this was coming. Which is half of the reason he didn't want to tell them.

"You don't honesty think I'm gonna miss the chance to kick ass with an actual superhero? You should know em better than that Zaynie," Louis says in mock offence.

"And we just figured out that our best friend is a superhero. Even if you try to keep us away, we'd still tagalong." Liam says for himself and Niall. The three lads looked at Zayn and Harry with wide determined eyes, and even if they wanted to argue and tell them no. Both Harry and Zayn, knew that they wouldn't be able to change their friends mind.