Once in a lifetime

Chapter 25 Surprise

After they were done eating, Zayn complimented Harry's cooking, one because he was really good at it (what a novelty) and two because he enjoyed sheepish Harry, the blush on his cheeks made him want to kiss him all over. Harry asked him to stop with a nervous giggle but inside he was happy Zayn liked it.

Harry was anxious about the surprise he had planned for Zayn. Earlier when talking to his mother an idea came to him. He never thought he would actually do something like that, but Zayn was just so special and romantic to him, he wanted to reciprocate. He got up from the couch where they had moved to watch a movie, after cleaning the table and setting the dish washer.

"Where you going babe? Want me to choose the movie? I'll choose a scary one if you leave."

"Don't you dare. I'll be right back, just a second. Don't pick anything with clowns on it!" Harry shouted from the bedroom. He fidgeted his fingers couple of times, rearranging his rings. He took what he left ready on his nightstand, knowing he might get too jumpy if he didn't act fast.

Zayn perked up when saw him coming back, more so when he spotted what Harry had on his hands.

"I didn't choose the movie, was waiting for you. What's with all that babe?"

"I wanna give you something. You're always so romantic and you turn me into a puddle of curls, uh, and I thought, to hell with it. He is more than worth it so, uh, yeah. I'm super nervous so don't laugh."

"I would never, I told you before, honey. But now I'm curious." Zayn replied with a full-face smile, the smile that made his tongue peek behind his teeth. Harry just rolled his eyes and sat in front of him.

"This is a little something I wrote like one of the first times we saw each other. I had help from Sha putting like a melody on it letting him know how I wanted it to sound like. I told you m' shit at singing but this is for you. The song is called Sweet Creature." Zayn felt his heart expand on his chest and gave his undivided attention to his man. This was a great proof of love and trust from Harry to him.

The first accords of his guitar were adorable and when Harry started to sing, he almost died of love. Harry was looking at him dead in the eyes, almost without blinking. Zayn was sure all the emotions on his heart were showing on his face. The lyrics were so sweet, lovely, and true that Zayn couldn't but move his head along with the rhythm. They were both stubborn dicks, he knew that, but more importantly, he was Harry's home and Harry was his. They belonged together. He felt a tear on his cheek, not even realising he was crying, love literally pouring out of him.

"No! You hated it, baby? I knew I suck but I didn't mean to make you cry, I'll stop." Harry said in a panicky response when he saw Zayn crying, getting up to hug him.

"No babe, no. That is the most beautiful thing someone has ever done for me, first writing it, and then singing it to me. M' just overwhelmed by all inside me right now I can't even..."

"Oh! Well, m' glad you like it baby, it's all for you. I have another one. Wanna hear it? I hope I won't make you cry more, though."

"Of course I want to babe. You lied to me, you said you can't sing for shit and your voice, Harry, is gorgeous babe. I didn't know you knew how to play the guitar. You're good. Sing the other one, please?"

"Yeah, well I never thought I'll sing this in front of you. This other one is more of a vibe, y'know? It came to me after you got those beautiful neck pieces. I just had fun with the name using another tat of yours."

"Yeah? How is it called?"

"It's called Sunflower Vol. 6 and remember when we talked about music and you mentioned you like reggae a lot, like Bob Marley and such? Sha helped with this one too." He played a reggae-based melody on his phone, adding the guitar when needed. Zayn smiled, amazed at the fact Harry remembered such detail from all the conversations they had had in the past two months.