One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

Thinking Out Loud //Zayn//

"When your legs don't work like they used to before...
And I can't sweep you off of your feet...
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?
Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?"

Zayn carried you from the living room to your shared bedroom upstairs. You were in a car accident the week before. The doctors had said it was a miracle you had survided the crash. The crazy thing was that you had left the house after a heated argument with Zayn. Only to have a huge SUV collide into your two door Beamer. Your poor beamer was crashed and mangled into a pulp into the accident. The driver, who happened to be drunk, was arrested on the spot with no injuries. You suffered a broken collar bone, broken leg, head trauma and one of your ribs had punctured one of your lungs. Zayn went insane when he had heard you were injured, he rushed to the hospital and would not leave your side.

"Thanks..." You shifted into a better position on your bed. Zayn smiles weakly climbing on the bed next to you. You watched his defeated demeanor. "What is it?" You asked him.

He trained his hazel/brown eyes on you. "You being in that crash made me realize how quick something you love can be taken away from you. I don't want us to fight anymore. I want to have you in my life forever." You cupped his face, staring into his eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere, I will be with you for the rest of our lives." He nods, kissing you on the lips.

"Promise me?" He looks at you as you nod you head.

"I promise."

"And, darling, I will be loving you 'til we're 70....
And, baby, my heart could still fall as hard at 23..."