There was a moment of silence, Liam backed away slowly, closing the door, waiting for one of the boys to explode.

Oddly, Harry was still smirking, Zayn dropped his gaze to the dress then back at Harry, "I thought you are more like a suit and tie type of guy, but a dress would look good on you too." for a second Harry thought he is being sassy or something, but one look of his eyes, Zayn was definitely confused.

"you are right, I'm the suit and tie type of guy," he paused, to see if Zayn got the hint or not, he just stared at the dress then looked up at Harry "No." then he spanned around to leave, Harry stopped him, "what do you mean no?" he asked as if he saw nothing slightly wrong with it.

"NO HARRY I WILL NOT WEAR A GODDAMN DRESS! What the fuck? You didn't even ask if I was ok with it! You ju-"

"what the fuck is your problem? I bought it for you!" yeah ok, so maybe it wasn't the most normal thing in the world, but it was ok for them, at least that was what Harry thought.

"you! you are my problem! Flashing back in my life after 10 years! What is this? Did you even think with yourself? What if I don't want to?!" Zayn yelled, pointing his finger as Harry's chest, pushing him back, completely done with him.

Before Zayn can push Harry again, the later took both of Zayn wrists and threw him on the bed, crawling over him, Zayn's breath hitched in his throat when he saw how teary Harry's eyes were, "oh but we talked about this before," Harry mumbled next to Zayn's ear.

"N-no! what are you on about?" Zayn whispered, turning his face to the left when he felt Harry's lips on his neck, subconsciously giving him more space.

That was a sign of victory, Harry smirked giving a small bite on Zayn's neck, tracing his tongue on the tan skin, taking his ear lobe between his lips, not biting, just putting a little pressure, then he said "remember wifey? It was my birthday, you wore a pretty little skirt for me, we had sooooo much fun, I loved it so much that you agreed on wearing pretty dress for our wedding, remember?" he paused, Zayn didn't say anything, he remembers, "I told you one day I'll buy you the prettiest dress in the world" he kissed where he had bite before, Zayn let out a breathy moan, "all you have to do is wear it wifey" he gave one last bite on the skin, Zayn closed his eyes, pushing back the moan that was about to skip again.

"that was like, 12 years ago Harry" Zayn huffed as Harry lift himself up, putting his weight on his elbows, Harry frowned "and?"

Gently, Zayn pushed Harry away, "and look at me now, I'm covered in stupid tattoos, I'm all bones- what would people think?!" he was panicking now, the thought of being in a dress where he couldn't hide his body scared him.

Harry touched his neck tattoos, "I like your tattoos" he paused, "and fuck what they think, who cares?" he finished, caressing Zayn's soft skin without thinking much about it.

The touch was so soft that Zayn had to lean in, even though his mind was yelling at him not to, his heart was bursting with the new feeling, well not new really, he forgot these feelings existed after all these years, his eyes were closed when he felt another pair of lips on his, all he knew was, he lost the control, and maybe he didn't want it back.

"they've been there for too long." Liam said nervously, walking back and forth in the hallway, the voices had stopped a couple of minutes ago.

Louis rolled his eyes, "it's not like they are gonna kill each other." he chuckled.

Liam stopped walking, remembering first day, when Harry was literally drowning Zayn in bathtub, with that thought he ran to the room, burst in without knocking, Louis right behind him when he saw the distressed look on his boyfriends face.

"oh-" Liam gasped.

Harry was on top of Zayn, caging Zayn with his body, Zayn couldn't move, even if he wanted to.

"Liam!" Harry yelled, "for the love of god! KNOCK!"

"this is kinda hot" Louis smirked, Liam turned around with wide eyes, "wha?"

Zayn was hiding his face in Harry's neck all the time, probably blushing.

"anyway, it's the wedding night, we don't want him walking like a chicken cuz you couldn't keep it in your pants" Louis joked, pulling Harry up, "get out"

"Lou-" Liam wanted to warn.

"no, they aren't supposed to talk right now"

In the middle of everything, Sophia walked in the room, "hey Zayn" she smiled, Zayn nodded smiling back at her, the way Louis was looking at her, Zayn knew he shouldn't get too friendly with her.

"so guys, I brought your stylists, we need you guys ready for 4, we'll go to church, at 5 we'll go for pictures, and then we should be at wedding hall around 7, any questions?"

No one said anything, they had so much to do, Zayn had Louis to help him out and Liam went with Harry.

A stylist was working on Zayn's face, not much of makeup, just enough to make his features glow more, Louis was eyeing him "are you really ok with this? The dress I mean; I can bring you a suits-"

"it's ok Lou, I like the dress, its just- I don't want people judge me for it" Zayn explained, Louis could see the fear in his eyes.

"the guests not high school kids, they are open-minded enough to understand" he assured Zayn, Harry didn't have homophobic people around him.

"how did you convince him?" Liam asked Harry as he was looking for the specific pair of socks Harry wanted, he said they would bring him luck.

"I'm just that charming." Harry replied with a smirk.

Liam found the pair of socks, tossed them to Harry's face, "liar." He said, crossing his arms over his chest, waiting for a genuine answer.

"fine!" Harry huffed, "he promised me he would wear a dress for our wedding years ago, I just charmingly reminded him of that."

Liam raised an eyebrow, see if he can detect a lie, "ok then, have you wrote your vows?"

"oh fuck!" Harry grumbled, running to his drawer, pulling out a piece of paper, "I should give this to Zayn." Harry said, running out of his room.

"knock!" Liam yelled after him, Harry huffed, knocking on the door, Louis opened the door, slightly, enough to see Harry's face only, "yes?"

"I need to talk to Zayn" Harry requested, ready to push the door open.

"no can do" Louis said, closing the door to Harry's face.

Harry blinked, did that just happen? Liam chuckled behind him, "I'll give it to him, you go get ready." Harry huffed, he still had to style his hair, so he accepted Liam's offer, running back to his room.

Knocking on the door, Liam heard Louis voice "I said no Harry!"

"it's me Lou." Liam said, smiling, Louis was so excited and he didn't even know Zayn for a long time.

Louis opened the door just to see if Liam was lying or not, when he made sure he was alone he let him in, "whot?"

Liam saw Zayn, his hair and face done, he was eyeing the high heels Harry gave him, not really sure if he could manage walking with them.

"I think he needs to practice a little" Louis mumbled, "those heels look scary honestly" Liam commented, a little too loud, which earned a slap on back of his neck, "don't scare him!" Louis rolled his eyes.

Rubbing where Louis hit, he glared at him, "Zayn." He called, Zayn looked up to him, waiting, "here's your vows, Harry-"

Louis snatched it from Liam, about to open it, Liam snatch it back, "you aren't supposed to read it" he said with a raised eyebrow, Louis rolled his eyes but didn't say anything, Liam gave it to Zayn, who didn't open it, just put it on night stand, "help me with the heels, I'll memorize that latter." He was desperate, he loved them, he wanted to wear then so bad, but he couldn't keep his balance.

They agreed, it was not that hard, after like 10 minutes, Liam was impressed how Zayn was walking without a problem, "you got it in you Zayn, wow!" he kinda squeaked.

Louis chuckled, "you are acting like a 6 years old fan girl"

Liam coughed, cheeks a little pink.

After they made sure Zayn was ok, both of them left him alone to memorize his vows, Louis went to bring something for them to eat, Liam went to help his curly friend.

Zayn was walking back and forth in his room, reading what Harry wrote for him again and again and again, "what the hell he thinks? 'I promise to love you, honor you, obey you'? like hell I'm gonna say these"

He found a pen, changing the vow a bit, he is not gonna be Harry's slave.

Louis just walked in the room without knocking, "what happened to knocking first?" Zayn asked.

"it doesn't apply to me, I'm your best man!" he just gave himself that title, well he earned it, "anyway, here have an apple, we are gonna leave in 5" he said, tossing the fruit to Zayn, who caught it, "be careful with your lipstick!" Louis warned when he saw how Zayn was about to take a big bite.

They arrived at the church, 15 minutes earlier, they didn't have much time to do anything other than wearing the dress, apply a little makeup and Zayn had to walk down the aisle, alone.

Zayn was standing right behind the door, if they opened it, people would see him in a dress, with high heels on, a tiara, the whole package, Louis saw how nervous he was, one step away from a panic attack, he put his hand on Zayn's shoulder, "you've got this Zayn, girls are gonna be jealous of your beauty and boys would wish they had you for themselves!"

Zayn chuckled, "there's that smile!"

Zayn was about to thank Louis when the guy said they are gonna open the doors, Zayn took a deep breath, his flowers in his hands, Louis right behind him when it finally happened.

he looked straight forward, he could feel every eye on him, but he tried to focus on the one person who lost his breath when he saw him.

Zayn wasn't really thinking about what he is doing, but all Harry could think about was its happening, they are finally there.

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it was so hard to write this one, i've been struggling like crazy, hope you enjoyed it!

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