Hero

Chapter 12

As the beginning of summer was only weeks away, Harry didn't have to worry about convincing himself of much, mostly because he was too busy with finals and upcoming graduation. Then summer vacation was coming up as well, so his activities were getting pretty singular. He hadn't even thought about putting the green hood on again, and the last time he had the bow and arrow in his hands was when Zayn had gotten in that accident. Speaking of Zayn, the two had decided to finally get together. Of course it was after a lot of dates, and a lot of kissing. Zayn had also gotten his boot off, and the sigh of relief his boyfriend had let out after that day at the hospital had Zayn laughing almost all day.

But back to him being a superhero, or The Hunter, as the public now names him. Ever since his 'disappearance' crime has been on a new high peek. The police have guessed that, criminals had set out to get busted on a crime so they could see the hero for themselves, and when he didn't come then they just took that as opportunity. Harry however, does feel guilty though. All the robberies, and murders, and injuries he could have prevented and he decided to be selfish. Then that Spider-Man quote popped in his head and then he felt really ridiculous.

Right now, Harry and Zayn were again on the filed together through Zayn's free period. They were actually on the field this time though. With harry laying on his back, and Zayn straddling on top of Harry's legs with his sketchbook rested in Harry's chest as he drew. Harry was smiling fondly, and kissing Zayn's free hand and wrist and his fingertips as his boyfriend drew whatever he was drawing. From the way Zayn was looking at him from under those long dark lashes, Harry only could guess that maybe he was drawing him.

"Haz stop your distracting me.." Zayn said with an impressive blush in his face as he smiles fondly down at the lad. When Harry just kissed his knuckles again, Zayn rolled his eyes and bent down and pressed his lips to Harry's firmly. Their tongues danced, and Harry's hands had managed to slip under Zayn's shirt in the back. Zayn let out a content sigh, and his hips softly rolled against Harry's as his boyfriend pulled him closer than they already were.

When they pulled back, they were both panting and Zayn's sketchbook was long forgotten. His hands now tangled in Harry's curls, and Harry's hands grabby on every part of Zayn's he could find. Harry's hands go to the back of Zayn's neck, and pulls him down for another. This kiss softer than the first, but it still had the same sense of passion and lust. They kissed like that for a while, lips only slightly parting for soft breaths to take. They only really disconnect when Zayn's phone rings.

"Shit," Zayn always as he looks at the alarm he had set for himself. Looking at Harry's confused expression, he sighed and explained, "Today my Nanna will be visiting. I have to go get her from the train station now. She's waiting there, and we have to take the next train back here that leaves in....2 hours from now!" He exclaimed as he noticed the time.

"And my car is still in the shop from that damn accident, which means I have to catch the bus," Zayn adds as he gets off of Harry and picks his sketchbook up and puts it back in his bag. "I'm sorry babe, but I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow? Maybe you can meet my Nanna?"

Harry just rolls his eyes at Zayn's antics and reaches in his own bag and grabs his keys. "Don't worry Zayn, we can take my car. Remember, I drove you to school today." Harry says smiling fondly at him.

Zayn doesn't even care that he's blushing right now. He's too focused on the fact that he might be too late and his grandmother will be sitting there waiting for him. "Oh, yeah of course lets go." He says getting up and helping Harry up.

They both go the the main office and sign out with only a few questions from the receptionist on why they were leaving. She gives them a unimpressed look, but let's them go anyways. They get to the car, and Harry drives out of the lot and into the streets a bit over the speed limit so he can get Zayn to the train station on time. They only encountered little traffic in their way to the station, and when they finally arrived Zayn kisses Harry deeply as his goodbye before getting out and grabbing his bag. Zayn waves and runs to platform 9 and hands the man standing there his ticket from his bag so he could get on.