Twin Flames | Zarry AU

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Zayn is having a dream.

He and Harry are in a meadow full of white, purple and pink flowers. Harry is sitting reading one of his books and Zayn is lying on his side, but he is not really paying attention to the story Harry's reading to him. He is mesmerized by the way the sun is shining on Harry, his brown hair gleaming as if his strands were made of gold and his eyes greener than ever almost like emeralds. Zayn reaches for a lock of his long hair and tucks it behind his ear.

"You are perfect" he says in the dream.

Harry puts the book aside and leans forward to kiss him. When their lips touch it feels so real that he wakes up.

It's still dawn.

But Harry is awake watching him sleep, smiling. His two hands are under his cheek.

"You were smiling in your sleep" he says.

"I was dreaming of you" he puts Harry closer, tangling their legs together.

Harry takes his face between his hands and kisses him, just like in the dream. His lips so soft and sweet. Zayn wants to kiss him forever.

"Marry me" he says against Harry's lips, with his eyes closed.

"You're still dreaming" Harry whispers, smiling against Zayn's lips.

Zayn says nothing, he just falls back to sleep with Harry enveloped in his arms.

The next morning Zayn wakes up alone in bed, it is so early. The house is silent. He checks on the girls who are still sleeping and then goes to freshen up and see what Harry is up to.

When he goes downstairs, he sees Harry wrapped in a blanket holding a cup of tea and watching the snow falling in the backyard. It is already December, the weeks have passed so quickly. He remembers watching Harry and the girls doing yoga outside and now here they are. Together. He walks over to Harry, turning him around to face him.

"Morning" he gives Harry a bunch of kisses across his face.

"Morning," Harry laughs "someone's in a good mood"

"I'm always in a good mood" Zayn says, pecking his lips.

"Did you sleep well? No weird dreams?" Harry asks warily, sipping on his tea.

"I slept like a rock" he frowns, pretending to think "I remember dreaming of you and then there was that thing about asking you to marry me" he smiles looking straight into Harry's eyes, pulling him closer.

"Zayn, stop. Don't joke about that" Harry puts a hand on Zayn's chest smiling shyly, he looks straight into Zayn's eyes too.

"I'm not" he laughs.

"Oh my god, why?" Harry is incredulous, shocked even, staring at him with a frown.

"Because I want you to be mine forever, in every way possible. Will you marry me, Harry?" now Zayn is no longer laughing, he is serious. He looks at Harry and his skin starts turning red.

"It's snowing!!!" the girls rush down the stairs, breaking their moment, but they both smile. They have been waiting for this for weeks.

"No running" Zayn shouts.

"Daddy, can we go ice skating?" Milly jumps up excitedly.

"Absolutely" Harry agrees, maybe more excited than her.

Micky sighs giving a tight-lipped smile, she walks over to Zayn with a sad look on her face.

"Can we make pancakes, Baba?" she takes him by the hand.