Space Bound (Zarry Stylik)

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

*Author's P.O.V*

Harry and Zayn lay cuddling in bed as some random show plays in the background. They were ready to head over to Kit's house two hours ago but they want to spend as much time as they can together. They didn't know when the aliens would attack again. They also had another hour until they have to be at Kit's home. Harry has his head resting on his boyfriend's chest with their legs tangle together. He was able to hear his calming heartbeat with his heart following the same pattern. His nose couldn't stop smelling him because he smells so good or better yet he smells like home. Zayn is all he could ever think about when he wasn't thinking about the aliens. To be honest he didn't want to think about anything else.

With that, he tilts his head up at him and a big grin creeps on his face. Zayn looks down at him and he matches his grin, feeling a sweetness like honey spreading throughout his body and turning it to that texture. He leans down then start to peck his lips over and over again tenderly. Their lips merge like the sand merging with water. It gentle, smooth, and fulfilling. He pauses for a moment to just let their lips press against another, their love merging with each other through it. Once the show goes off, they decide that it is time to leave. They lock all the windows and make sure all the lights are turnt off. When they are finish, they leave out while locking the door. The moment when Zayn pocket his keys he places his hand on his lover's hip, needing to touch him.

"Do you have your pepper spray in case this guy tries something weird?" Zayn asks, opening the passenger door for him once they are near.

"Yes but I highly doubt that I will have to use it on him." Harry answers before getting in the car and soon they are off.

Call it whatever but Harry couldn't help but to lean his head on Zayn's shoulder during the ride. Maybe it was the way security, affection, and reliability that radiated off of Zayn that drawn him to him. It brought him a peace of mind every time they touch or just were by themselves. If he had to paint a picture of it, it would be a remote island away from everyone else with so many palm trees and black sand. The water is the most vibrant blue it has ever been and also you can hear is the waves gently colliding. They arrive at the home that has a fence and cameras set up all around it. The home wasn't some fancy lake house type of place but it didn't look run down either. A cottage is a nice term for it. Kit leads them to his dinning then motions for them to take a seat. They do so with him following along.

"I don't want to waste any time so please ask me anything you want." Kit states then takes a sip of his water.

"How did you know that you had a microchip inside of you?" Zayn asks, his eyes catching two kids not that far away from them, playing with some toys.

"My neck had been bothering me for so long after I came back from abduction. I thought it was just the cut being irritated but then I decided to use some tweezers and soon pulled out the microchip." Kit answers then gesturing to the scar on his neck.

"Have you ever interacted with the aliens face to face?" Zayn questions subconsciously scratching his neck.

"I have but it wasn't face to face. I just remembered was my body being covered in this weird gel and being completely naked on a table." Kit says and sighs when he notices the skepticism in his eyes.

"Hi." Harry mouths at the children with a little wave when they glance over at him while blushing.

"I know it is very hard to believe any of my story when I have no video proof like you guys but I do have real life proof." Kit explains then motioning for his children to come over.

"I don't think it's best to trust children in this type of situation and especially at their age." Zayn states but receives a shake of the head.

"Show him." Kit tells his children then direct his eyes to Harry, who can't stop staring at his children."This will not hurt him I promise."

The two children walk over to Zayn then they each take his hand and close their eyes. They don't move or say anything after that. Immediately Zayn feels himself being suck inside his brain. Zayn suddenly start to mumble something under his breath before he resorts to grunts and whimpers. A minute later he's out his seat with his ass touching the floor as he screams at the top of his lungs. His eyes are still close but the tears that flow from them are noticeable. He scoots back until his back hits a wall. Without a thought, Harry gets out of his seat and grab onto his shoulders. This is the worse he's ever seen him. He doesn't scream at him or anything but instead just pulls his head close to his chest and rocks him. Soon enough, Zayn opens his eyes and stops his screaming.

"Zayn. Zayn. I'm right here. You're not in any danger." Harry reassures calmly as his lover slowly comes down from his panic attack.

"I don't know how he got them to put that image in my head but it felt so real." Zayn says after clearing his throat while his tears are wipe away.

"They just unlock those memories for you. They and I don't know how they do it but those aliens made them special." Kit informs with his children coming over to him.

"Is that all they can do?" Zayn asks, getting up from the floor and getting back in his seat but this time holding Harry's hand.

"As far as I know, yes. I had the same reaction when they unlock my memories so don't feel embarrassed." Kit replies, giving him a soft smile."What did you see?"

"I was in a tub full of some watery liquid. I know that I wasn't awake but my eyes were wide open and I saw the back of the aliens. They were looking at something on a screen and that was it." Zayn explains before Harry and himself receives a text message."I'm so sorry but we have to go."

"That's alright. Come back any time so we can finish up." Kit says then watches as the couple rushes out of his home.

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Predictions??? Y'all move so quick. We're at 19k reads. This may or may not be coming to an end around chapter 39.

Bye.