On their way home, Zain remembered to get food. The two boys walked into the small grocery store.
"My, my. Isn't it the two homos? He's rather dashing, ain't he, Malik?" One of Zain's colleagues slurred out.
"I got Gigi and he ain't no h...he doesn't flow that way. He just likes...painting." Zain muttered while quickly ordering a turkey ham.
"Gigi." Harry mumbled, but turned towards the butcher,"we don't eat pork so we would like the turkey ham." He smiled and the butcher simply nodded.
"Screw your painter for me!" The colleague called out as the two men left the store with the large paid turkey ham.
"Screw me...? Like...putting your dangle in...me...Why would he want that? Would it satisfy his mood? Would it for you?" Harry babbled on.
"Harry, shush." Zain laughed before hearing a bark. He ignored it before hearing another bark. Zain paused before shaking his head,"Gotta run home, Harry."
The two men began to run. "Why?" Harry panted.
"That's why." An abundant of dogs ran after them for the meat.
"Oh shit!" Harry cursed which Zain was impressed by. They ran and ran. Once they had gotten to their house, Zain locked the door, sighing with relief. He then looked at Harry,"Fun night, eh Gorgeous?"
"What did you mean by 'I got Gigi' ?" Harry said, dropping the bag of meat on the floor and wrapping his arms around Zain's neck.
Zain placed his hands on Harry's hips,"Ma wants me to marry her."
"Who do YOU want to marry?"
"Someone who's...like...you." Realization finally struck Zain.
"Would you marry me?" Harry asked.
"I would."
The two smiled at each other.
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Mind Full of Paper ♔ zarry stylik
FanfictionWARNING : THIS STORY CONTAINS SEVERELY SENSITIVE TOPICS THAT MAY CONCERN A FEW. I am advising that you will be mature while reading this story and if you do not like things such as drugs, abuse, any of that sort,- then don't read. harry styles...
