Once in a lifetime

Chapter 55 Home

"It is, but this was printed a bit before that, so I couldn't correct it." Harry smiled.

"I love this. S' a great design, did you do it?"

"I did."

"First my engagement ring and now this lovely book cover. And you say you are shit at art. Liar."

"I didn't know!" Harry laughed, defending himself. "I only started messing with designs recently."

"Well, this is awesome. Too bad you are in the book business, not artsy. Otherwise, you would make some serious money designing shit babe, like book covers and even stuff for commercials."

"Yeah, no, m' meant to be a bookworm for life. I like doing this for you, but don't see myself doing it on daily basis. I had like the raw idea, and T helped with painting it. But open it. S' not empty."

"Oh shit! Really?" Zayn said, and when he opened it, there was a dedicatory note on the first page.

"Because sometimes words are not enough to express my love for you. Because I think when you give voice to your thoughts and dreams, putting them forever out there, like in a book, they might just come true. You are my dream come true, my soulmate, my love, my friend, and my partner. I love you, always."

"This is beautiful babe; I love it already." Zayn said, passing the page. He found the lyrics for Sweet Creature. He smiled, his full-face smile, crunching nose and poking tongue. He continued and found Sunflower Vol. 6, he found one new one called Adore you, another one called Little Freak and he smiled, they were freaks indeed. There was another one called Olivia and one called Oh Anna. He saw also one called Matilda, and a tear escaped his eye after reading it. One of the last ones was Golden, and he mouthed the line You're so golden. The very last one was called Stockholm Syndrome and he laughed. That was hell of appropriate to say. On the next page, he found a copy of all the cards Zayn had sent with flowers in the whole year.

"Did you like it? There is a lot of space because this is like a joint thing. If you ever feel like drawing something about us, you can do it there, and I'll write more on it too. We have a whole life ahead."

"I love it babe. I have a question, though."

"Yeah?"

"Are all those about me?"

"'Course they are. Who else would they be about, dummy?"

"Then why do I have like, girl name in most?" Harry laughed aloud. Of course, Zayn would notice that.

"Olivia was just fun to call one. Anna, well do you know I know Hebrew? Anna means grace, and m' sure you know what your own name means. Also, number five in hebrew is H and number seven is Zain. Just saying. It was very curious for me to do it that way, keeps it interesting, I think. Like a puzzle, y'know?"

"Wow! That's very interesting babe. How long did you spend doing this type of stuff, like, connections?"

"Not long, but I thought it was clever to have like a secret language with you. Matilda, well, I dunno where that came from. Maybe from Danny DeVito's movie. Pretty sad life for her at the beginning, don't you think? Then she finds someone who truly loves her. You have gone through something similar, and, uh, dunno. Seemed right. I can change it if you want."

"No, not at all. I like it. Very accurate. I like Little Freak. We are freaks, aren't we?"

"Yes, we are. M' proud of it."

"Me too, Haz. Me too."

Time passed by quickly after that day. Harry's branch in London was doing great, and Liam was perfectly managing the Alejandro situation, avoiding Zayn having to meet him. Zayn learnt Camille was happily married and was mother of two, so his pettiness was left aside. When Harry not so subtly asked for a date for their marriage, Zayn said November or December would be nice, that they might get snow but not storms yet. So they settled for November 30th.