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☀️ 15: Sixth Summer : Summertime

Zayn was standing in the empty living room in his Papa and Nan's house when he felt someone put arms around him. It was none other than Harry, of course.

"May I ask what's on your mind?"

"Summer."

"Summer?"

"Yeah. The summertime. Spending it with Nan and Papa. I didn't even want to come up here the first summer I was here. But now that they're gone, I'm so glad I did."

Harry pulled him closer. "I'm glad you did too. Or else things would be a lot different for us."

"Yes it would."

"Moving in together would not even be a thought, let alone me and you as a couple. Can you believe it though?"

"Us being a couple?"

"Us moving in together."

He turned around in Harry's arms. "No. I can't. Us buying a house together is... I'm actaully still getting used to the idea."

"Me too. But I can't wait. I'll save so much money on gas now. Driving an hour and a half to work everyday is a lot on my car."

"I told you you didn't have to accept the job near me but you were just so damn hardheaded, Harry."

"You mean so damn in love."

"Whatever."

"The thing is we now know it was worth it in the end. Because this time tomorrow, we'll not only be in the same city but we'll be living together and sleeping in the same bed and eating at the same table."

"Eating at the same table? We never do that even when we visit each other's houses. So I doubt we do that at the new place."

"But this will be a new way of living. So maybe we'll do something new. Who knows?"

He smiled. "Maybe."

"Are you boys okay?" They heard someone ask. It was Zayn's Aunt and she was coming into the living room.

"Yes. Just looking at the house before you lock it up one last time. Going over the memories I made here."

"Ah, yes. There are quite a few here for you, aren't there? It was the same for mom and dad before they passed away. They lived here for thirty three years together. Moved here when Papa turned fifty."

"They were here all my life." Zayn said.

"Yes. You're just twenty two now. Not long enough to have seen them move in. But definitely long enough to have found love here, I see."

Harry kissed Zayn's neck when he heard that and Zayn shooed him off. But he didn't go anywhere. Instead, he had wrapped his arms around him once more.

"I'm gonna miss you."

She smiled at her Nephew. "You can always visit me at my new place. You're always welcome. And Harry, you are too."

"Yes ma'am."

"We should make plans soon."

"Okay. But first Zayn and I are going to triple date with Arty and his wife and D'Angelo and his new girlfriend since we promised we would."

She nodded. "That's fine. Just give me a call."

"I will."

"Ready to go outside and sit on the bank?" Zayn asked.

"Sure, babe."

"Then you go on out. I'll be there in a minute."

Harry politely dismissed himself and went out the sliding doors.