Secrets [Zarry]

Gold

"Are you ready to watch me go broke?" Harry smiled as he and Zayn walked into the first store Saturday afternoon.

"As long as you don't cry." Zayn chuckled.

"I might." Harry said, starting to look around.

"This is fun though." He added, smiling at Zayn and doing a little dance of excitement.

"It is." Zayn smiled, feeling no need to dance.

He awkwardly followed Harry around until he began to get comfortable, eventually drifting off on his own a bit.

"Babe what about this one? You look really good in blue." Zayn said, finding a silky blue dress he thought Harry would like and bringing it up to him.

"I look better in red." Harry said, looking through a few red dresses.

"Can you um, hold them for me while I pick more?" Harry asked shyly when Zayn returned from putting the blue dress back.

"Sure." He nodded, putting his arms out.

Harry handed him a short bright red dress, walking off towards another section.

Zayn found himself back to doing nothing but following Harry around and beginning to disappear behind the pile of dresses forming in his arms.

"What do you think about this one? I'm really not a ruffles fan but...it could work with the right shoes and jewelry." Harry thought out loud. "The color is what's caught my eye, I love it."

"I think you've picked out plenty, let's go try them on." Zayn said.

Harry put the ruffled dress back. "No just one more." He insisted, walking off.

"This one." Harry smiled, picking out a white dress with a black belt.

"Where are the fitting rooms?" Zayn asked.

"Well the women's are right there, men's are...all the way over there." Harry pointed.

Zayn looked at the distance and thought about how heavy all of the dresses were.

Or maybe he just needed to bulk up a bit.

Either way, he wasn't feeling it.

"Today we're women." Zayn decided, heading towards the changing rooms.

Harry chuckled, following him.

"Do you want to come in with me?" Harry asked.

"Sure, if there's a chair in there." Zayn said.

"You tired already?" Harry teased.

"No, these boots are new and I haven't broken them in yet, they hurt my feet." Zayn admitted.

"Want me to give you a foot massage later?" Harry asked, taking off the clothes he was wearing other than his underwear.

"You'd do that for me?" Zayn smiled, sitting down in the chair that was in the corner.

"Of course." Harry smiled, choosing the first dress.

The red one.

"I hope this one isn't too short." Harry said as he slipped into it.

"Can you zip it for me?" He asked.

Zayn got up and zipped the dress for him, standing behind him and looking at them both in the mirror.

"This is the one." Zayn decided, his hands on Harry's waist.

He looked stunning in Zayn's opinion.