Midnight Memories

10

The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city as Zayn stood on the rooftop of their hotel, the cool evening breeze tugging at his hair. He glanced at the skyline, taking a deep breath to steady his racing heart. Today was the day—he could feel it in his bones.

After days of planning with Liam, Zayn had crafted the perfect moment to show Harry just how much he meant to him. It was time to make their feelings official, to step beyond the uncertainty that had plagued them for so long.

He heard the door behind him open and turned to see Harry step out, his expression brightening at the sight of Zayn. "Hey! What are you doing up here?" Harry asked, his eyes sparkling in the fading light.

Zayn smiled, his heart warming at the sight of him. "Just wanted to show you something. Come on, look."

Harry moved closer, standing beside Zayn as they took in the view. The city lights began to twinkle below them, and the sky was painted in hues of pink and orange. It was breathtaking, but Zayn knew the real beauty lay in what he was about to share.

"It's beautiful," Harry said, his voice soft as he leaned against the railing, glancing at Zayn. "But I have a feeling you have something else in mind."

Zayn turned to Harry, his heart pounding. "I do. I've been thinking a lot about us lately. About everything we've been through and how much you mean to me."

Harry's gaze shifted from the city to Zayn, a flicker of hope and vulnerability crossing his features. "Yeah? Me too. I just... I didn't know if we were on the same page."

Zayn took a deep breath, his resolve strengthening. "We are. I want to be with you, Harry. I want to make this official. I'm done hiding from my feelings."

Harry's eyes widened, and Zayn could see the emotions swirling within them—relief, joy, and a hint of disbelief. "Are you sure? I don't want to rush you into anything."

Zayn stepped closer, their proximity igniting a spark of electricity between them. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life. I want to call you mine, and I want you to call me yours."

A smile broke across Harry's face, illuminating his features. "You really mean that?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I do," Zayn replied, his heart racing as he reached for Harry's hand, intertwining their fingers. "I want to be with you, no matter what it takes."

Harry squeezed Zayn's hand, his expression softening. "I want that too. I've wanted that for so long."

Zayn took a step closer, his heart pounding as he gazed into Harry's eyes. "Then let's make it official, Harry. Be my boyfriend."

"Absolutely," Harry replied, his voice filled with certainty.

Zayn's heart soared as he pulled Harry closer, feeling the warmth radiating between them. It was a moment he had dreamed of, a moment that felt both surreal and perfectly right.

As they stood there, the world around them fading away, Zayn leaned in, capturing Harry's lips with his in a tender kiss. It was soft at first, a gentle exploration, but quickly deepened as they melted into each other. The kiss was everything Zayn had hoped for—passionate, warm, and filled with the promise of what was to come.

When they finally pulled away, breathless and smiling, Zayn couldn't help but chuckle. "Wow, that was... amazing."

Harry grinned, his cheeks slightly flushed. "Yeah, it really was. I've wanted to do that for ages."

Zayn laughed, feeling lighter than ever. "Me too. So, we're really doing this?"

"Absolutely," Harry affirmed, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I can't believe it took us so long."

Zayn leaned in again, capturing Harry's lips once more. This kiss felt different—charged with the thrill of new beginnings, full of promise and possibility. When they finally broke apart, Harry looked at him with a mix of admiration and joy.

"Thank you for being brave, Zayn. I know it hasn't been easy for you," Harry said softly, his gaze earnest.

Zayn nodded, feeling grateful for Harry's understanding. "Thank you for waiting for me. I didn't realize how much I needed you until now."

As they stood together on the rooftop, the city sprawling beneath them, Zayn felt a sense of peace settle over him. They had faced their fears, taken a leap of faith, and in that moment, it felt like everything had finally fallen into place.

With Harry by his side, Zayn knew he was ready to embrace whatever came next—together.

"Now that we're official, what do you say we celebrate?" Harry suggested, a playful grin tugging at his lips.

"I'd say that sounds perfect," Zayn replied, his heart soaring as he pulled Harry in for another kiss, the sunset fading into the night as they took their first steps into their new relationship.