Chapter:11

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" Holding him felt like holding stars."



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"Breakfast."
Harry mumbled from the doorway, Zayn who was too lost in this new feeling of intimacy and closeness which he was sharing with harry that he barely blinks and rarely hears any voice except Harry's.


But he did turn around with a morning goofy smile on his lips, eyes still hazy from last night and mind still blurred with a veil of fog. His heart and his mind couldn't contemplate these moments. Where harry is standing with a breakfast tray in his hands waiting for him to join, where they both kissed the whole night and then in the morning too cause he was not getting enough of him and he don't think he'll ever be habitual of kissing him cause a star never gets tired while admiring moon. From billion years he's just staring at the moon without blinking, and he's not less than a star neither the love of his life is less than a moon maybe more gorgeous.



"Zayn stop staring we'll be late and aunt won't appreciate that."
Harry said while putting a piece of bread in his mouth the later bite his finger intentionally so he can scream at him and then he can adorn his angry face with his sweet & soft kisses.


"My eyes just wants to admire you it's not my fault Mr. Gorgeous."


"Zaynnnn"

"What i just said truth and just look at you, you're so fuckin gorgeous that i just want to love you every minute, every hour without any interruption."
Zayn whispered the last line slowly moving himself little bit more close so that he can directly look into his eyes. He pressed his lips on his collarbone,his left hand roaming on his back where he left so many lovemarks last night, it was looking so beautiful on his milky soft skin. There's nothing more beautiful then to love the love of your life unconditionally.




He laid him down , harry was just so weak when it comes to Zayn. Though he would love to walk on different path but if he would saw Zayn walking on a path full of thorns and fire he would follow him without any words. That's how love works for him. And he loves the man who's laying on top of him making him blush just with his gaze.



"Hey!"


"Hey!"
Harry replied his fingers tangled up in zayn's hair. Drapes were half open so it was casting light on their naked limbs making every perfection and imperfections more visible. The birthmarks, the faded acnes and that pimple which Zayn hate so much.


"Zayn."

"Hmm"


"Do you think our family will understand us?."


"I don't know, they might get angry at first but i think mom will understand us but__
He intertwined his hands in his own and kissed his fingers after bunching them together. Mumbling in between that ' it doesn't matter, nothing matters now that you're mine and I'll fight for us, i would've fight for us earlier too and always will. All i want with myself is you nothing else.




"You heal each and every pain of mine, you're that wind who's warm around my body in winter and cold around my body in summer, you're that medicine who knows where is my sickness without even telling, you're so 'me' that I'm scared we've lost each other in 'me'."







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