Missing Pages (Book 2)

"..I Know."

Zayn's POV~
So I've been planning how I'm going to ask Harry to the dance since Sunday, with Josh's help..it's now Wednesday and I think it's finally ready to go. All I need to do now is go get Harry.

I don't bother knocking once I reach his door, I just walk straight in. He's laying on his bed, reading. "Hey." I say, smiling slightly. He looks over at me & smiles.

"Hi Zaynie, what's up?" He asks, before putting a bookmark in his book, & setting it down on the bed next to him.

"I wanna show you something." I say, slipping my hands into my pockets. God, why am I so nervous?

"Okay." He says simply, getting up. It amazes me how trusting he can be. I mean..I didn't even tell him where we were going yet he's willing to follow me blindly.

I take his hand & intertwine our fingers, before leading him out the door. We walk through the halls, down a couple sets of stairs, before we are walking outside, to the back of the school.

"Close your eyes." I say. He giggles, but closes them anyways, as I lead him around the corner.

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Harry's POV~
Suddenly he stops walking, "Okay, open them." He says. I slowly open my eyes, & can't help the gasp from escaping my lips. An air balloon. He got me an air balloon.

"You..h-how?" I ask in awe. I see him smile from the corner of my eye.

"I have friends in high places." He shrugs. Oh my gosh this is so cool! We board it quickly & the instructor guy untied it from the ground.

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Zayn's POV~
Soon we're up in the air, & holy shit that's high. I mean..uh. Cool..yeah..it's cool. Anyway I'm glad Josh had a friend who does these things for a living so they could help me do this, cause there's no way I could've afforded this..well not until my accounts are unfrozen.

Which is taking for fucking ever by the way. Where the hell did she go? I look over at Harry & he's smiling so big his dimples are like miniature craters. His emerald eyes lit up with wonder, excitement & awe.

I can't help the smile that tugs at my lips. He was truly a work of art..you couldn't fake that kind of beauty..it just pores out of him. He's like this ball of..light. Everything that's good in the world, he contains..well in my world at least.

I take a quick picture of him on my phone before slipping it back into my pocket & wrapping my arms around him from behind, resting my head on his shoulder.

"I love you." He whispers, with such deep emotion I know it means more than just I love you..he means this is amazing..he's speechless, & those are the only words he seems to be able to fathom.

"I know." I say back softly, kissing his cheek. And I meant it..in more ways than one. The view was breathtaking, and no, I don't mean the scenery. It was nothing compared to his beauty.

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Harry's POV~
It's so beautiful up here..I can't believe he did all this for me. I hardly register that he's let go of me, until he tells me to turn around.

So I turn, & am met with him holding up a sign, it's another drawing of me..in spectacular blue shading from what looks like a pen..I didn't even know shading with a pen was possible. Under the drawing is his handwriting, "Will you go to the dance with me? .xx"

(PICTURE IS ATTACHED)

My stomach flutters & my smile grows-which I didn't know was possible because I was already smiling pretty big. "Yes, of course I will." I say happily.

He smiles his half crooked smile that I have come to love so much, & the tenseness in his muscles & posture seem to float away.

I'm going to the dance..with my boyfriend. Could this be any more perfect?