Two Months (Zarry Stalik)

Let me make you smile

"Zayn, Zayn! Wake up! Please?" Zayn groaned as he glares sleepily at his mop haired

husband. "What." Zayn snarled. He never was a morning person. Harry, unfazed by this,

smiled. "Big day today!" He chirped. Being on dialysis and medication made zayn irritable and

very self concious since his hair was now falling out and short...his curly haired love kept

reassuring him each night that he was still gorgeous with soft touches and gentle whispers.

Zayn sat up on his skinny bottom and stared at him. "Big day?" He questioned. "Don't worry!

Just get yourself in the car!" Harry playfully kissed his partner on the nose before running out

the door leaving a tired and thoroughly confused zayn behind. It didn't take much for zayn to

put two and two together. Harry was obviously taking him somewhere, because zayn would

have to be the most oblivious idiot if he didnt notice the poorly hidden suitcases in the back,

but just to humor harry, he didn't question it. They drove in comfortable silence yntil zayn

finally put the last piece together. "The airport?" "Yup!" "but Harry! Why?!" Zayn was shocked.

The last time harry and him had been on a plain was on a D.C field trip in the eighth grade.

"Because," harry's tone turned serious, "i want to show you how much i love you and that i

want your face to be bright in your last month." His voice cracked and shook as the last words

came out. Zayn's face soften. The first adventure was Paris. Days went on. Harry made sure

that zayn was smiling every minute of everyday. The two giggled and laughed. They made

love under a tree on one day. As they traveled, they shared stories. "I remember how we met."