It had been exactly one month since the day Zayn met Harry in that flower shop. He could've sworn it was longer, they had done so much in just four weeks. Summer was starting to kick in, leaving spring behind, but Zayn was never a man to act by impulsiveness. He always liked to have a course of action in his life, so before going into the shop, he stopped and though again of what he was doing. He then decided this would be more for him than for anything else, a new era, a new version of Zayn, so he went in.
Earlier he had arranged for a little something to be sent to his man before he left his office, so he still had time before going to Harry's place for another movie date they had. He giggled at the thought of Harry reacting to what he was about to do. Would he be mad? Probably. He just felt like he wanted to do it, whatever their future outcome was.
He greeted Paul, the clerk as he had been there previously...long time ago. He described what he wanted and wander around while Paul got some ideas for him. Zayn liked Paul, he knew a lot about him and his history. So, when he told him the reason why he was there, Paul was incredibly surprised.
"Zayno, mate, this is serious stuff we are talking about. Are you sure you want to do it, lad?"
"M' sure about it, Paulie. You know me, yeah? I don't do shit without it having a purpose, a reason."
"Exactly, Zayno. I'm very shocked you decided to do it, to be honest. I don't want you regretting after."
"S' alright, mate. M' sure. This is mainly for me, so we cool."
"Well, I trust you know what you're doing. Now, let's see here, shall we?"
When he got out, he was both excited and a bit scared of Harry's response. He saw he had a missing call from him, so he called right back.
"Hey babe, sorry I missed your call, was a bit busy."
"Hi, angel. That's fine I just wanted to say thank you, I love the arrangement, Z. It is beautiful. Did you draw the card that came with it?"
"I did. It was last night. Funny, when you come to mind that's when you hit me up."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. That's what happened last night. I was thinking, tomorrow will be a month sharp since Harry and I met and then you texted me your lame alien joke. All I could see after was that drawing. Like, I saw your face and got inspired, know what I mean?"
"I know a thing or two about being inspired yes. So, I guess I am the green and you are the yellow?"
Zayn laughed. Harry asking him about the aliens he drew on the card was amusing. He did colour them thinking about their random conversation about aliens, along with a message.
"You got it, babe. Did you like the message too? Wrote it meself, that. Go figure, M' a writer now."
"Think I'm from space, my soul fell down. I found the earth, not leaving now. I know your face, think you fell too. And it's my place now if I got you. This is amazing, Z. It could totally be a song, y'know?"
Zayn smiled when he heard Harry recite his words. "Don't know if it can be a song, honey, but I could write you a shitton honestly."
"So...um...does that mean...the words...does it mean like I feel...um...like home...to you?" Zayn considered Harry's question. Did Harry feel like home? Like he finally belonged? It was clear as water.
"It does baby. You feel like home to me. I don't mean to scare you Haz, I know we just met like five minutes ago, but...is this the feeling? The feeling of falling in love? 'Cause I know we met before, babe."

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Once in a lifetime
RomanceZarry Stylik AU This story is a total product of my imagination Disclaimer, Sensitive topics are mentioned. Reader discretion is advised.