7.
"You Okay?", Harry asked Marcel in a concerned tone. He looked like he gonna pass out anytime now.
"Y-yeah.", Marcel said, adjusting his glasses.
"Don't worry, yeah?", Harry said from behind, patting his shoulder.
"Yeah."
"Good. Now look at your groom.", Harry whispered in his ear from behind. Marcel looked in front of him and smiled seeing Zayn standing over there. Both of them smiled at each other small.
In these one month, they went on many small dates that eventually brought the two really close. So close, that now they could talk to each other without stuttering and could trust each other with their secrets.
Both Harry and Marcel were wearing white suits whereas the Malik brothers were clothed in black ones. Zayn couldn't get over the fact how beautiful Marcel was looking today. How his curls were falling onto his forehead and how beautiful he looked while he blushed every now and then.
"Stop eye raping your groom man. You can do that after saying the 'I do's ", Rodger said from behind Zayn making him blush.
"I-I.." but before he could finish, the priest said.
"Do you, Zayn Javadd Malik, accept Marcel Christopher Styles as your wedded husband?.", the priest said.
Both Zayn and Marcel's heart started beating faster than before. Zayn smiled as their eyes met again.
"I do.", Zayn said looking deep into Marcel's eyes.
"Do you, Marcel Christopher Styles, accept Zayn Javadd Malik as your husband?"
"I do.", Marcel said looking straight into Zayn's eyes as well.
"I now, pronounce you two, husband and husband. You may kiss now.", The priest said making both Marcel and Zayn blush.
They knew this gonna happen but still, they were not ready for it. Sure, they had been going out for a month but they never shared a kiss. The most they had done was hugging and kissing on cheeks, forehead or shoulder(while hugging) or holding hands. So kissing here, in front of everyone, was a big deal for both of them.
"Kiss him you fool." Zayn heard his brother as well as best man saying from behind. He looked in front of him to see Harry, Marcel's best man, was whispering something to him as well.
Zayn looked at the people sitting in front of them, silently chanting "kiss" and he blushed more.
"Take the first step Marcy. You have to kiss him. See mum is saying that as well", Harry whispered into Marcel's ears. Marcel looked at their mum and Trisha in the front row, mouthing to him "Kiss".
His looked away from them when he felt Zayn's hand on his. He looked down to see Zayn interlocking their fingers. He could see the light pink on his tan cheeks and he blushed too. Both looked up at each other and smiled small.
"Hey.", Zayn whispered softly.
"Zayn", Marcel whispered so only Zayn could hear him.
His heart started beating faster than ever when he felt Zayn placing one of his hand on the side of his neck. He knew what gonna happen when he saw started leaning in little by little. He knew he gonna get his first ever kiss. He knew, the moment he had been dreaming from childhood, gonna happen in real, finally. Closing his eyes, he held Zayn hand, which was still interlocked in his, tighter. His heart was beating so fast, he feared, Zayn could hear him.
"Relax.", Zayn whispered when they were only inches apart.
Zayn closed his eyes. He too couldn't believe, the guy he had been crushing on for God knows how long, is finally his. He could finally kiss him, claim him.
"Can I?",Zayn breathed. Marcel could feel his minty breath tingling his lips. He was so happy to call such a wonderful guy as Zayn, his husband.
"Yes.", Marcel breathed and seconds later he felt a pair of soft lips on his own.
It was like, everything else didn't matter anymore. It was just him and his husband. The man he had admired for so long. The man, he knew, he was in love with. The man, he was finally married too.
On the other hand, Zayn was feeling the same. He felt like it wasn't their lips which touched, it was their souls. They knew, nothing could tear them apart now.
Their short kiss broke by the cheers of the people. They pulled away and smiled to see both their mother's in tears and the people around then clapping for them.
Marcel smiled at the scene but soon blushed when he felt Zayn's hand wrapped around his waist. When he looked to his side at Zayn, he wanted nothing more than to cry out of happiness.
Zayn was looking at the crowd with one of his hands wrapped around Marcel's white suit clothed waist in a protective way. A proud smile on his face. Never in his his, Marcel felt so wanted, so loved. He knew, the marriage was a bit fast step seeing they were only talking for a month. But now, looking at Zayn's face, he knew, he wouldn't want it any other way.
What both of them and all the people present in the church, failed to notice was the way both Rodger and Harry were looking at each other. Through the whole ceremony, when everyone's eyes were on Zayn and Marcel, their eyes were on each other.
It was now their turn to say the vows but it seemed like, they had forgotten everything. They just kept staring into each other's eyes.
When all the people were cheering for Marcel and Zayn, none of them noticed the faint sadness on both Rodger and Harry's eyes. The way they were talking to each other through their eyes as if to ask, "Do you remember?"
*****
"Rodger see, what I made" A 15 year old Harry said excitedly, showing the pink and white flower crown he had made for himself.
"Wait." The 15 year old Rodger said as he put down his sketchbook and pencil on the blanket, spread out on the park ground.
"Wow Hazz. It's beautiful.", Rodger said taking the flower crown in his hand.
"Really?", Harry's big green eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Yeah. Just like you.", Rodger said, now smiling at Harry.
"I am not beautiful. People say, beautiful are for girls, I am not a girl.", Harry said pouting. His hands crossed against his chest.
"But beautiful is beautiful Hazz. And you are beautiful.", Rodger said smiling. He slowly put the flower crown on Harry's curls then smiled bright.
"See Hazz, you look pretty. You are beautiful.", Rodger said grinning.
"Really?", Harry asked smiling. He believed Rodger. 'Cause Rodger never lies to Harry abd Harry knew that.
"Really. You look like a bride.", Rodger smiled.
"But I don't wanna marry", Harry said pouting.
"Me too. I don't wanna marry anyone but you. You are the best Hazz.", Rodger smiled innocently at Harry.
"Me too Ro. I don't wanna marry anyone but you. You are my bestestttt friend.", Harry said now hugging Rodger.
"Promise you will marry me?" Rodger asked hugging Harry as well.
"Yes! Promise. I will marry you and kiss you.", Harry said now sitting on Rodger's lap, playing with his fingers.
"But I don't know how to kiss.", Rodger frowned.
"I know.", Harry smiled cheekily.
"How? You have already kissed someone else?", Rodger's face fell down.
"No, silly. I saw that in some movies. But never tried. Can I try it with you?",Harry asked looking straight into Rodger's Hazel eyes.
"Yes. Of course.", Rodger smiled.
"See, in that film, the actor and actress had closed their eyea. So let's close them first, okay?", Harry said.
"Okay. Like this?", Rodger said while shutting his eyes tight.
"No silly. Close your eyes, but softly. Like when you pray to God.", Harry placed his little hands softly on Rodger's eyes. Rodger did as Harry told and when Harry moved his hands, he smiled in relief.
"Yes, like that. Now I am gonna kiss you okay?", Harry warned him and Rodger nodded like an obedient student.
"Okay."
Harry closed his eyes and placed his arms around Rodger's neck like he had seen in the movie. He slowly leaned in and placed his lips on Rodger's softly before pulling away. Both of them opened their eyes and giggled at each other.
"See, easy.", Harry said, giggling.
"Yeah, it was so easy.", Rodger said as he pecked Harry's lips once more making Harry giggle.
Still sitting on his lap, Harry hugged Rodger like he was doing for past 4 months.
"We will do this on our wedding too?", Harry asked.
"Yes. We will do this on our wedding too.", Rodger said, hugging him back.
After that, soon, they finished their homemade lunch as their lunch break was about to end and they had to go back to the school.
"Don't throw that flower crown away, okay? I like it.", while returning to the school rodger told him.
"Okay.", Harry said smiling. He didn't have to worry about the flowers getting dried, 'cause he made it from plastic flowers.
"Will you wear it on our wedding?", Rodger asked looking at Harry with big Hazel eyes.
"Yes. You said I look beautiful. So I will wear it.", Harry giggled.
"Good.", Rodger smiled as he held his hands.
"But I gotta put these down now." Harry pouted as they neared the schoolgate. He took his flower crown down and put it in his bag.
"Don't worry Hazz. I will draw you when I go home.", Rodger smiled at Harry.
"You will do? Really Ro?", Harry smiled bright.
"Of course Hazz"
"Yay. When you'll give me?", Harry asked excitedly.
"On our wedding."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Yay, you are the best Ro.", Harry said excitedly before hugging his best friend one more time.
"No, YOU are the best Hazz" Rodger said, hugging back. "Lets go to the class." Harry nodded, smiling.
"Promise you'll draw that picture, you'll not forget?",Harry asked before parted their ways.
"I promise Hazz."
And Rodger kept his promise.
*************
So, an update. Sorry for the delay :(
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