Hero

Chapter 32

💟 4 years later 💟

It's early, just before dawn, and Harry can't sleep. He's lying on his side watching the steady rise and fall of Zayn's chest, sweeping his eyes up his neck and studying his face. Zayn is dreaming, his jaw clenched and eyes scrunched up, and Harry reaches a hand out to smooth away the creases by his mouth. Zayn doesn't open his eyes but Harry can tell the moment he struggles awake, hears the change in his breathing and feels the corners of his lips turn up under his fingertips.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" he whispers, moving his hand down to rest lightly at the junction of Zayn's neck and shoulder.

Zayn's voice is sandpaper rough when he answers, "A little. Were you watching me sleep?"

Harry hums noncommittally, and he can hear the small chuckle Zayn lets out. Without opening his eyes, Zayn turns himself into the curve of Harry's body and buries his face in Harry's neck. He presses a dry kiss there and Harry shivers.

"What were you thinking about?" he asks, as Harry puts an arm around him and eases him closer, breathing in the comforting scent of his home the two of them together; because Zayn knows him too well to think he'd be lying awake if his mind weren't occupied.

"How did we get here?" he asks suddenly, without meaning to, instead of 'what were you dreaming about' or 'what time do we have to be up this morning'. Zayn just smiles into the hollow of his throat, and goes back to sleep.

•••

The room buzzed with excited chatter and children ran between the tables in a good natured game of tag. Then Zayn and Harry entered, applause spread across the room. There was the scraping of chairs as folks got up for a standing ovation and the happy couple made their way to the head table, smiling and holding hands. They had changed out of their original tuxedos, and into more casual comfortable dress clothes. They sat in front of a bouquet of baby blue roses and the curly lad leaned in for a kiss. There were cheers and someone whooped and someone else whistled. After a few moments the toastmaster rose from his chair and everyone else sat down. The sound of his teaspoon rapping on the side of his wineglass signalled that it was time for the speeches.

"Please, please all of you give me some minutes of your time. It won't be that hard I'm good to look at." Louis teases as he shushes the Malik and Styles' family. Once he gathered all of their attention he starts again.

"As most of you may already know; I'm Louis Tomlinson, and I'm the best man, and I'm gonna give you a really touching speech. But, before all of this, I have to already warn you that the manager of the place told me to tell you that he's doesn't want anyone on top of the chairs for my standing ovation," the venue breaks into a rumble of chuckles, and Louis laughs at his own joke. He looks over to Zayn and Harry and grins happy for them.

"Okay, now I'm really going to the serious part...I have known Zayn and Harry for a long long time; specially Zayn, me and him have been best mates for so long that I'm not sure when it all started...I always knew he was gonna end up with a great person because; he is the best guy I've ever met, even if he is awkward and weird and kinda temperamental sometimes. He is the kind of person that you will just love immediately once you know him, and of course there is his pretty face, so that's a plus," he says and then takes a breath, "Harry and him were meant to be since day one, and someone might say I'm lying but I knew it from the moment I saw them drooling over each other even if they were trying to be cool and not show it too much.
I know my best mate has the love of his life by his side. Harry is one of my dearest friends as well, and he is kinda like Zayn's superhero or something."

Zayn blushes and moves closer to Harry, burying his face in the crook of his husbands neck. He doesn't get to miss the wink ally is throws to them though. He'll just have to remind his best friend that he isn't that clever. But for now, he juts litmus and enjoys this beautiful time of his wedding.

"I know Harry will always take care of him, he is his rock after all, Zayn himself has said it; so it must be true. I may not know a lot of things but I know what love is, and this is the best form of it, I have never seen people more in love than these two...well besides myself and Liam, but that's a different story. So, I'll stop right now before I make people cry. I love you both and I wish you a lifetime of happiness! And I'm calling dibs on being the godfather of the first child!" He raises the glass of wine in his hand, and everyone cheers. Even the young nieces and nephews with their little glasses filed with juice and water.

Then Liam goes and does his speech. The Niall, Doniya, Waliyha, Gemma, Anne and Robin, Trisha and Yaser, and even Safaa and little nephew Nadir came up to give their congratulations. It is all just so wonderful, and Zayn nearly cried a few times.

"Hey...I have something to tell you by the way. It's probably the best news ever," Zayn says turning to Harry and grabbing his hand over the table.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah! I can-"

Zayn's aunt came over then interrupting them. She introduces her husband to Harry, and then starts going on and on about things that weren't really relevant. She also asks a lot of questions about Harry, and nearly screamed with glee when Harry tell s her he works for the queen and the government.

"At so young? That must be a really nice experience. I bet you learn all types of stuff about this world." she says and Harry wants to disagree, and tell her that he doesn't really want to work for them. That it's more of a forced to work or they'll tell is identity to the public type of thing. But of course he doesn't, and he just nods and smiles charmingly.

Zayn sees her getting ready to as more questions, but stops her, "Auntie, we were having a really important discussion about...honeymoon details, and uhm.."

"Oh? Ooh!" she says covering her fingertips over her mouth, "I'm sorry, we'll talk another time then. I wish you the best!" she says before she's running off with her husband behind her. Zayn sighs and rolls his eyes amused.

"So honeymoon detail?" Harry asked wrapping his arms around Zayn and pulling him close

"Yeah. I uhm...well you know how I can heal, and bring things to life?" when Harry nods, Zayn smiles and continues. "I can make myself get pregnant. I mean, well not by myself. I still will need some of your baby maker juice, and then bam! I can put my glowing fingertips to my belly and like..It'll take a while of me using my power, but it'll work..I hope." Zayn says biting on his bottom lip shyly, like Harry would reject the offer. "You'd want that right?"

Harry smiles happily and lifts Zayn off of his feet, spinning him around in a tight hug. "That's..Zayn that is amazing! We can have our own child.." Harry says already swooning and tearing up a bit at the thought of a little girl or boy that he can call his own. They kiss again, and people around then cling their spoons against their glasses. They laugh, and their teeth bump causing them to laugh even harder. They continue to socialize until it was time to leave. Zayn was taking Harry to California and then Peru. All the benefits of working as one of the top artist at Marvel. They get settled in the car, and Harry tells the driver to take them to the airport, before he's sitting back with Zayn.

"Harry...what if our baby has you now...powers?" Zayn says whispering out the word so the driver wouldn't hear.

"Then...then we'll really be the best power couple out there, with a beautiful super-baby," Harry says in a hushed tone before kissing the back of Zayn's hand and then his lips.