Once in a lifetime

Chapter 49 Filthy

A day marked as one of the most painful ones in Zayn's life, became one of the best ones. Harry was so fucking sweet and thoughtful, he bought a dozen blue and white irises, gorgeously arranged. They stayed around an hour, talking to what Zayn consider the soul of his baby. He told his baby about Harry, about how happy he made him, about how incredibly sweet he was, about how clumsy he was too, at times, about Harry's amazing voice. Harry also spoke. He told the baby he would take care of Zayn, that he hoped one day their soul could dance a waltz of recognition, because some souls were linked eternally, and Zayn loved him or her too much for his soul not be linked to his baby. He said he would love to be a witness of that reunion, that he hoped one day he maybe would bear that soul inside him.

Zayn cried at Harry's words, but they were not despair tears, they were happy tears, because Harry was right, the soul of his baby might come back to them some day, and Zayn wanted so bad for Harry to be the bearer of it. Harry kissed his tears away, asking him so tenderly to stop crying.

After that, they remained silent, praying to the universe for that someday. Later in the day, they took Ele to the ultrasound appointment, and he got to hear the heartbeat of his godson. It was a strange heart, beating at a strange rhythm and yet he was hypnotised. The day that had brought so much pain to him before, had suddenly acquired a touch of hope, like Harry's irises.

They stayed true to their word, and every time they had the minimum chance, they went to any toy store and get whatever seemed the coolest thing at the moment. They had bought so many useless shit, Lou was about to go nuts and Ele just found them cute. The last purchase of the day was a solar-handled train, with the rails and wagons. The shit was amazing. You had to like, leaving it "charging" under the sunlight for a while and then put it in the rails and it would move. Lou said what the fuck was his kid gonna do with a train when he hadn't even gotten out of the oven and Zayn didn't pay a single mind to Lou's rambling. If Luc, as the baby's name was Luca Tomlinson, was too young for it, he would play with it until Luc would play with it.

Harry's deal for the London branch was almost done. He would have to go for few days for the last details, but he wasn't planning on staying long. He wanted to go before Halloween, as Zayn convinced him to dress as Princess Leia for the party they would have at Zayn's place. Harry was a little freaked out, wearing women clothing in front of their friends, but Zayn told him that the only thing that really mattered was for him to feel good and pretty.

Niall and Shawn assisted to the opening of T's third show in which Zayn also had few paintings. Harry was in London for the opening night, but he requested a video call from Zayn as he had secretly requested Niall to sing Sweet Creature for Zayn. When they started singing, Harry requested Zayn to enable the front camera as he wanted to see him. Zayn did, and they both sang along with Niall and Shawn. Before ending the call, Harry told Zayn he was immensely proud of him for showing more and more paintings every time. Those were baby steps, but they were heading the right direction.

Harry had to stay in England longer than expected, so two weeks after he was finally landing back in New York. Zayn texted him saying he was already at the airport, and he could hardly wait to see him. After he picked up his bags, he called Zayn and he said he was waiting for Harry at the restaurant where their parents met. Harry almost ran, wishing to be there now. When he saw Zayn, though, he slowed down until he stopped in front of Zayn and instead of body slamming him as he intended originally, his eyes were locked to the gorgeous sunflower arrangement Zayn was holding.

"Are those for me?" He asked, not bothering to look at Zayn.

"M' happy to see you too, Harreh, I missed you too, Harreh. M' glad you're back home safe, lil shit." Harry giggled, blowing a kiss to him but still not moving his eyes from the arrangement.