Make Me Stay [Zarry AU]

3. The Wedding

1 week later

Harry was waiting in his dressing room, sitting on a chair. He was wearing a black suit with a white button up shirt under it. Nervous, he was fiddling with his fingers.

No, he couldn't back out now, not after him agreeing to the deal and signing the papers. He didn't know how everything got changed in a week. He was both relieved and scared.

Relieved, because now he could give his mother chemotherapy. Yaser had assured him that he'll pay for his mother's medical bills from now on. Not only that but he'll send 10,000$ to Harry's account every month for his daily expenses. Harry refused to take that though but Yaser insisted that it was nothing to the amount of help he'd be doing by changing his son into a responsible person.

Scared, because he was gonna marry none other than Zayn Malik, his bully at school. The one that had made his high school life a living hell. He thought he had finally got rid of him but no, luck was not in his favour, like always. And now, he was gonna be his husband.

Harry knew Yaser, he knew he was Zayn's father. So a week ago when Yaser showed up at his small two room apartment, he was beyond shocked. And he got even more more shocked when Yaser told him how he saw him that day talking with the two boys in the park and followed him to his house. He then gave him the proposal to marry his son and in return he'll pay for his mother's medical bills. At first, Harry thought he would disagree but then he saw his mother's sick face and with a sad sigh, he agreed. There was one more condition, that if Harry ever divorced Zayn, he will stop paying for the bills. And Harry agreed to that too.

A moment later, Yaser walked into the dressing room. Hr sat beside Harry on a chair and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You okay, Son?", Yaser asked softly. Harry smiled a little and nodded.

"Don't worry, I was in this position too. Getting nervous is normal.", Yaser said in such a fatherly tone that Harry wanted to cry. He missed his father so much and he was missing his father terribly today. Sure he had his mother, but no one can replace your father. He knew his father was blessing him from the heaven but he wanted him to walk him down the altar. He was missing him so much.

"Want me to walk you down the altar?", Yaser asked softly to which Harry nod gratefully.

Yaser knew everything about Harry's family, being rich has its own perks. He searched out all the information as soon he had seen Harry that day in the park. He knew, he was taking advantage of the poor boy, but Zayn was his only son and he needed him to be independent, to be responsible and be responsible to provide his future grand children a good future. He wasn't like other father who would pressure their son to take over the family business. No, he knew his son wanted to be an art teacher and he respected that but he didn't like the way Zayn was wasting his life on alcohol and escorts and this marriage seemed the only option to him.

Harry held Yaser's arms tight. He was nervous, very nervous. He was walking, looking down at his own black dress shoes. From the corner of his old nerdy glass covered eyes he looked at his mother, sitting with other people and looking at him with a small smile. He didn't tell her the reason of him marrying zayn, just told her that Zayn was his boyfriend and wanted to get married before college to which Anne had nodded in understanding. She didn't know her son was sacrificing so much for his mum and he wasn't planning on telling her that either. Yaser had understood that and played along too,and somewhere in between, the respect in his heart for this boy had increased more than ever. He was glad he had chosen Harry for Zayn.

Before Harry knew it, he was standing in front of Zayn, who was busy tapping on the phone screen. Harry was doubting if Zayn knew it was him, Zayn was going to marry. Yaser left his hand and pattes his shoulder a little in comforting and walked back to his seat beside Anne.

"So let's start the ceremony people", the priest declared making Zayn look up at him. As their eyes met, Zayn's jaw dropped and that all took Harry to realize Zayn didn't know it was him.

Here goes nothing, Harry thought as the priest started the ceremony.

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