On a Journey To Find Love. [Zarry]

Chapter 44

Harry's eyes widened in surprise. He was quiet for a long moment, then his eyes darted nervously around. Zayn knew he had a lot to consider before getting married, and that is why he proposed. It was the perfect way to solve the problem.

Zayn didn't want to mark him only. What would that mean without getting married? What role would he have in his life? Harry lived in the human world, and the mark would only tell demons he was his.

If Harry was going to be his, he wanted the whole world to know. Demons, humans, and witches. He didn't want confusion from any of their sides. He wanted Harry to be his in every way. Every part of his, human, demon, or witch, he wanted to have it all. If a part of him wasn't ready or didn't want him, then it would be better to not mark him again.

Harry seemed confused.

Zayn knew he would be. He had his dreams to become a ruler, and he was still young with a long life ahead of him. He didn't expect an immediate answer.

"Harry, I am not asking you to marry me now."

"Zayn I-I…" Zayn could see the guilt in his eyes.

"You don't have to answer now." Zayn cut him off.

Harry looked at him firmly this time. "My marriage affects not only me, so I have to think about it."

Now he was speaking like the confident man Zayn saw the first time he met him. Zayn knew he had it in him.

"But I want you to know that I can't see a future without you." Harry took his hand and intertwined their fingers. "Marked, married or not. I consider myself yours already."

Zayn looked at their intertwined fingers and then into his green eyes. What was he supposed to do with this man who surrendered to him completely without knowing what it meant?

The beast in him was drawn to this beauty and wanted to take advantage of his willingness, but he would not let that happen. Harry was the only light in his life; he had to only make him shine brighter.

Harry lifted his hand and touched his face. His touch was comforting and warm. How long had it been since he felt warmth in his life? He had almost forgotten the feeling.

"Harry. Hold me."

Both were surprised by what he said, but Harry quickly wrapped his arms around him. His warmth and his scent enveloped Zayn, made him find the peace he had been searching for. If he died in Harry's arms at this moment, he wouldn't regret it.

"Zayn, are you alright?"

If he said no, would he hold him tighter? Would he never let go?

Harry pulled back to look at him. "I am sorry." The guild in his eyes returned.

Zayn was confused. "For what?" He asked.

"I hurt you when I promised to protect…" Harry halted.

Zayn leaned incuriously. "You promised what?"

"Nothing." He said, a blush creeping to his face.

The fact that Harry wanted to protect him, an ancient demon, was both amusing and exhilarating.

Zayn grabbed his chin and lifted his face. Could he stop himself from kissing Harry this time?

"You did not hurt me." He assured his baby.

Harry looked up to meet his gaze. They looked at each other for a moment before Harry leaned in.

Harry was going to kiss him.