Could it be......nah (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 40 - Our Home

RIKKI'S POV

The tour went on forever. But we were all together. Through everything. Kim turned 5 while on the road. Her hair seemed to have gotten longer. Her eyes brighter. We sat in a car driving away from the airport. We had just finished tour and we were driving back to Zayn's mum place. Kim alseep on my lap. Her head on my chest. I looked out the window and frowned. This wasn't the way to Zayn's mum's. I turned to him and raised an eyebrow.

"Were are we going?" He smiled and glanced at me.

"Some were," I raised an eyebrow and he just smiled and shook his head. We drove for about 20 more minutes till we pulled up in front of a white house. Not to big. But just the right size for a family of 3. I looked over at him and he smiled and climbed out. I climbed out. Keeping Kim against me. I closed the door of the car with my foot and waited for Zayn to come around the other side. He walked up to me and wrapped his arm around my waist. I looked at him. More confused then anything.

"Zayn, what is this?" He smirked.

"Our house," I gaped at him and we walked inside. He unlocked the door and pushed me inside. I looked around the living room. I turned around and watched him lock the door. He turned and smiled. Putting the keys into his pockets.

"What do you think?" I laughed lightly.

"It's beautiful, when did you get this?" He shrugged and walked towards me.

"While we were on tour, my mom looked at the house, showed me pictures, i really liked it and bought it," He smiled and kissed my cheek. I smiled at him.

"This is amazing, Zayn," His face beamed.

"Come on, let's go put her in her room," I nodded and walked up the stairs behind him. He made sure i was following and lead me down a hallway. He opened a door and i walked in. There was a little bed over by the window. A dresser and lamp, a little chair and books. Coloring books and pencil crayons  I smiled and walked over and slipped her into bed. I turned back around and followed Zayn out. He closed the door and looked at me.

"Wanna see our room," I smirked.

"Hm, maybe," He sighed and picked me up and put me over his shoulder. I laughed and bounced as he walked into our room. He set me down on my feet and i looked around. The room was huge. A balcony looked over the backyard. Everything was so clean and crisp. I walked over to the bed and bounced on it. Zayn laughed and shook his head.

"And you saw i'm immature " I smiled at him and he walked over and crawled on top of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he put his face in the crock of my neck. I giggled and ran my fingers through his hair. He kissed my neck softly and i smiled.

"It is amazing Zayn, it really is," He looked up at me. His chocolate brown eyes borrowing into me. I kissed the edge of his nose and he smirked and kissed me lightly. I smiled and he rested his forehead against mine.

"I wanted to get something that we could call home," I smiled and kissed him again.

"It's perfect, i think we're going to stay here for a long time," He smiled and rolled onto his back beside me. Wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me to his side. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head on his chest. He kissed the top of my head and i just layed there. His arms wrapped tightly around me. I closed my eyes and soon feel asleep.