Calamity [Zarry Stylik AU]©️

Chapter 33: YOU FOUND HIM

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We sat side by side in the hospital waiting room. Harry had his head on my shoulder, sitting close to me and my arm went around his shoulders.

Our hands interlocked and I played with the rings on his left hand. The room was empty, Liam's mum was with him during his session with the doctor and Niall had been here all afternoon and we told him to go home to get some rest.

It was just the two of us on this floor and the occasional doctor and nurse.

We were sitting in the far corner of the room, by the window, so we could see anyone coming in before they saw us. We were comfortable, sitting in silence, as we used to do, enjoying each other's company.

I let my head fall on Harry's, smelling the soft scent of his shampoo, and feeling his fingers curl up around my hand.

I kissed the top of his head repeatedly with gentle kisses. My lover lifted his chin at me, and our lips met in the softest of kisses. My heart was bursting with emotion.

I shouldn't compare, it wasn't even justifiable for me to compare, but Tom never took my breath away like this. I was mesmerised and hypnotised by Harry's beauty. I could look at him all day, every day and at any moment.

I didn't even need the sex, even though sex was one of the best things, I could just live like this forever.

Feeling him. Being with him.

Loving him.

His lips moved softly, with little to no tongue, just tasting me and I was tasting him. My God was I gone for him. Never, in a million years, would I picture myself kissing someone like Harry in public. He made it so that I was comfortable, that it was natural and beautiful what we did. With not a single hint of shame.

I opened my eyes to find Harry's green eyes staring back at me with a light sparkle. His lips were parted, and he was breathing harder. I had him completely to myself and I wanted to wow him.

"Are we insane, Harry?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Look how fast we are going..." I replied pulling Harry closer to my lips. "Look how far we've come."

"That's how the best stories go."

My thumb outlined his lip, with my fingers touching the side of my neck. I felt his pulse rushing under my fingertips. I was proud that I was the one doing that.

I kissed him again. Ever so softly.

"I want to take you on a date,"

Harry's eyebrows shot up and a slight smirk appeared on his lips.

"A date?"

"Yes."

"Like, a romantic one?"

"We haven't had a date yet."

"I mean, when we first met by the river was kind of a date." My mind travelled to the moment Harry sat next to me by the river and my heart jumped. "Even though, you planned it."

"How did I plan it?"

"So, you're going to tell me, that it was all a coincidence that day?"

"I had no idea, Harry"

My lover smiled showing me his dimples and I melted a little. Harry tucked my hand closer to him, wrapping himself even more under me.

"Sure, Zayn" Harry replied with a smile. "What about when I kidnapped you from the centre? That was a date."