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Golden 🌅

ZAYN

Hold it, focus, hoping
Take me back to the light
I know you were way too bright for me
I'm hopeless, broken
So you wait for me in the sky
Browns my skin just right

You're so golden
You're so golden
I'm out of my head
And I know that you're scared
Because hearts get broken

I don't wanna be alone
I don't wanna be alone
When it ends
Don't wanna let you know
I don't wanna be alone
But I, I can feel it take a hold
I can feel you take control
Of who I am and all I've ever known
Loving you's the antidote

Zayn found himself at another one of Harry's shows. A few things varied from the last time he was in one of these however, for one he wasn't dragged here by his friend, secondly said friend wasn't there this time and thirdly him and Harry had been texting over the few months Harry had been touring. It wasn't a continuous stream of texts, Harry was very busy and Zayn did have a growing pile of work he had to deal with so sporadic texts that were never about anything specific was all the communication he had had with Harry, this however was leaps and bounds better than the weird - confused limbo he had found himself in the last time round. This was comfortable.

The show he realised was a lot more entertaining when he was relaxed, that isn't saying he wasn't enchanted by the show last time but he's just enjoying himself a little more this time round. It was a shame that it was nearly over now, Harry had just finished his last song and the outro was on , the music had risen to a gorgeous crescendo and Harry pranced around the stage blowing kisses and accepting flowers that were thrown at him. He thanked everyone for coming and with a final bow was off of the stage.

Zayn wasn't backstage during this show which he added to his list of things that were different this time around along with how making his way towards Harry's dressing room this time round filled him with excitement which replaced the foreboding he felt last time he made this trip led by one of his security guards.

Harry was in the middle of pulling his shirt over his head when Zayn made his way in after knocking slightly at the door. He couldn't say he was disappointed to have walked in on a nearly shirtless Harry who turned around quickly after getting his shirt on rest of the way. Seeing who was at the door he instantly smiled.

Zayn walked closer and greeted him with a hug, after which Harry led them both to the couch exclaiming how they had a lot of catching up to do.

They talked a lot that night, they spoke in the dressing room, making their way out of The Forum, in the car to Zayn's apartment since Harry realised he had never seen the place, all the way till they dozed off still facing each other not really knowing when they fell asleep in Zayn's couch.

However when Zayn awoke the next morning he was alone. He was confused as to why he was asleep on his couch for a second before he remembered the night before, which is also when he knew he wasn't alone cause he could almost feel Harry's presence in the room. He turned in the couch to see Harry walking around the room admiring the different sketches and paintings he had up on his walls along with pictures of friends and ( this caused Zayn to blush ) a lot of Harry Styles posters. It was after seeing one of these that Harry turned around slightly smirking at Zayn, " Shut up " Zayn said in embarrassment as he looked down and followed that up with, " When did you wake up?"
" Like an hour and a half ago?"
" Look Zayn," Harry continued " if you really are serious about all that you said after my show in London I want to ask you to be my boyfriend but I also want you to really think about this because if this were to happen I don't plan on keeping it hidden I've done that long enough, I want people to know. If you're not comfortable with that right now I can hold off but if it were to happen I want to do it right. "
Zayn started at him, not really knowing what to say. While it did seem like a dream really he did know what Harry meant, his life could be hectic what with never having any semblance of privacy. Zayn was very aware that his life probably wouldn't be the same any longer if he were to follow his heart.
Harry continued, " No pressure at all, I am not going anywhere. I have a feeling this could be something great. If you were to agree to be my boyfriend I'd also like to take you out tonight." He ended with reddened cheeks and a slight smile.

Zayn smiled, got up, stretched the sleep still hovering at the edges of his mind off of his body and made his way to Harry. He took both his hands into his, smiled up at him and pecked him lightly on his lips.

He had made his decision.

~ ℯ𝓃𝒹 ~