XXXI. Epilogue

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10 years later

"Hey babe, I'm home! Hi old buddy, how was your day?" Zayn said to Jeremiah who was welcoming home after a day at work.

"I'm in the kitchen!" Harry shouted. Zayn took off his shoes and coat and went to see Harry.

"Mmmh smell delicious in here babe. What are you doing?" Zayn said as he hugged Harry from behind and kissed him on the cheek.

"Spaghetti bolognese, your favorite," Harry said. "Come let's eat, it's ready," he continued motioning to the dining room.

"How was your day, love? Is everything ready for the art exhibition?" Harry said smiling and pouring themselves some red wine.

Zayn is one of the most popular painting artists in New York and he owns an art gallery in the heart of Brooklyn. He's now preparing his New  Year's exhibition.

"Yes, I'm almost done. And yours, babe?" Zayn asked.

"Good, I've closed the deal to design and build one of the most luxurious hotels in the city," Harry said smiling and giving a sip from his glass of wine.

"I knew you were gonna do it, babe! You're the best architect for the job," Zayn said.

Harry now owns an Architecture Studio in the city. After they moved to Brooklyn he decided that he was going to study Architecture, after two years of applying he was granted a scholarship for Columbia University, and even though Zayn offered to pay for it, he refused.

"Cheers, love," Harry said.

"Cheers, to the love of my life that's been my rock since years ago and the one I can't resist," Zayn said standing up and kissing Harry hard.

"Someone's in the mood..." Harry said between kisses.

"Mmhm, I'm always in the mood, come on let's eat later. I want you now babe," Zayn said.

"Now?" Harry asked.

"Yes... don't you?" Zayn asked.

"How can I say no to you? I'm yours,"
Harry said kissing him back.

The passion between them was still the same or even bigger than the first time they were together. They went upstairs and Harry opened the bedroom door and which was filled with vanilla-scented candles.

"What is this babe?" Zayn asked surprised.

"Just a reminder of how much I love you and.. just to celebrate that ten years ago we moved into our home.

"Oh... wow. For me... I was home already... being with you was all I needed then," Zayn said.

"Baby... you're such a sap and well you must know that me too, I mean, you had me at hello," Harry said smiling at  Zayn.

"Come... let me... make love to you, babe," Zayn said grabbing Harry's hand and unbuttoning his shirt, discovering his perfect chest and taking it off of his perfect shoulders.

Harry helped Zayn undress too, he took off his black shirt. He loves how his warm brown skin is covered now in multiple tattoos, ones with a special meaning, others just for fun.

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