Wife Or Her? (Zayn Malik FanFiction)

Chapter 11

Flora

"How's the food?" Zayn asked.

"Best food I've ever ate, no lies." I smiled, looking at him.

"Great, I could tell that because your stomach is bulging out." he replied, look amused.

My eyes widen, looking down at my stomach. He's right, my stomach is bulging out. It could explode anytime, any seconds. I suddenly feel so embarrassed, for God's sake I'm a major turned off.

"Flo, I'm not saying you're fat. You still looks cute though." he smiled.

Flo? Did he just gave me nickname? And did he said cute?

"Flo?" I asked.

"Yeah, Flo. I don't care if you like it or not, I'm going to call you that from now on. It's a special name." he replied, gave me a cute wink.

I want to protest but not with that cute wink.

"Yeah, whatever you comfortable with, Zayn." I shrugged.

I looked at my mom, she looks really beautiful tonight. My mom threw her head back as she's laughing along with dad. I smiled at myself, looking at how happy they are right now.

And the way my dad look at my mom is full of loving in his eyes. They are so in love with each other. I couldn't be grateful enough to have this beautiful parents besides me.

I wish my marriage was like my mom and dad, a great happiness in their lifes.

"Zayn, can I have a walk with my mom?" I asked.

"You can go, love," he replied softly, smiling. My hearts fluttered the way he said love. I leaned in closer, kissed his cheek and mumbled a 'thank you'.

I don't really want to interrupting my parents, but I need to find some answers by tonight. "Mom, can we have a walk?"

My mom looked at me for a second, then looked at dad. My dad nodded in agreement, then gave me a wink.

"Come on, let's have a walk!" my mom replied.

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We were walking at the beach, it's really makes me feel chilly and help me think. The sand beneath my feet was cold and fine. It's pretty dark because they have only six pole of lights near the beach.

I looked up at the night sky with full of stars, no words can describe the beauty of them. I smiled to myself when I noticed two stars were attached together.

"Mom, can I ask you something?" I blurted out.

"Of course, honey, you can ask me anything." she answered.

"Does your stomach feel something tingling when you kissed dad?" I asked, feeling heat rushed to my cheeks.

"Why do you ask?" she looked up curiously, raised an eyebrow.

"Well, er, it's n-nothing. I just w-want to know, I guess." I mumbled under my breath.

She chuckled, "Yes. Whenever I kissed your dad, I always feel something uneasy in my stomach. At first, I didn't know what it is, so I asked your late grandmother. She said that it's butterlies, flying around inside my stomach."

So that's mean, it's butterflies that always makes my stomach feel tingling when Zayn kissed me?

"Butterflies always exist when we kiss a person that we like or love, am I right?"

"Yes, but not only a kiss, even by a simple touch, you'll get butterflies in your stomach. It such a fluttering feelings and overwhelming you. It travels up to your heart and overflows it with joy and love." my mom replied. I could see her lovely smile crept on her face.

"Aw, mom, that's so sweet!" I giggled.

"Your dad is such a sweet gentleman. He's the first guy who approached me, asked me to a prom night. I couldn't just said no because he is so irresistable!" my mom giggled, put her hands on her mouth. Her eyes crinkles whenever she laughs or smiles. She looks so happy tonight, so do I.

I guess I already have the answer.

I begin to fall in love with Zayn.