It's Like I'm Sleepwalking z.h Book 3

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-Niall-

My heart was beating so fast I could hear it pounding in my ears, Zayn was on one knee with a ring in his hand, I stood speachless as he stared up at me awaiting an answer. "So... Niall... what's your answer?" I could hear Harry say, but ignored him and kept looking at Zayn.

And in an instant I was going around him and heading upstairs and out onto the balcony, but not before grabbing Zayn's hidden cigarettes. I lit one up and took a long drag, coughing up a fit as the smoke left my lips.

I took in a deep breath and rested my arms on the rail, "Niall?" I blinked a few tears away and didn't turn to look at him. "Niall do you not love me?" Thats when I turned to look at him angrily. I threw the cigarette to the ground and put it out.

"I hate that you ask me if I love you, when you know damn well I do. When you know I don't know what this is." I said pointing inbetween us. "You have so many memories of us and I only have the ones we're making now, I want to remember Zayn. You make it sound so good. I want -" I cut myself off with a sob and he walked towards me and wrapped me in his arms. I clutched on to his shirt as I cried.

"I want you to remember too, but if it doesn't happen I want to know you're willing to make new memories with me." He said softly, pulling me away so he could see my face. "So will you answer what I asked you?"

I sniffled and nodded. "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay, I'll marry you." He gave a smile and lifted me up, kissing my neck multiple times then putting me down and kissing my lips.

"I love you and I'll do anything to make you happy." and at the moment I knew what I wanted and knew he wouldn't like it.

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"So did you guys like snog after he said yes?" Harry asked bluntly. Zayn laughed as I hid my face in the crook of his neck, I was sat on his lap with his arms around me. Harry was sitting on the couch across from us and Louis was sitting next to him feeding cade. Zayns mum was starring at me and safaa was asleep.

"No." Zayn finally answered.

"Llaaammee!" Louis said startling his daughter and she began to cry. "Oops." Harry rolled his eyes but smiled and took her from him. Her cries dying down immediately.

"My baby bean." He cooed, "You were inside my tummy." He held her close and kissed her forehead lightly. "Daddy and I love you loads baby." He kissed her again and looked up at us, all eyes were on him. Thats when memories of my dream started to pop into my mind and I was getting angry and jealous. Jealous of Harry because he had a baby and I didn't. I looked at Zayn and frowned.

"What's wrong babe?"

"I want a kid."

"Done, we'll go to the adoption-"

"I want Jawaad." I whispered so that only he could hear. He raised an eyebrow.

"What?" He asked confused.

"I want him." I said.

"Niall his parents are still alive and to make matters worse they're my uncles and he's like fifteen?"

"Then we kill them and take him." He turned pale and I smiled. "You said anything, Zaynie." And just like that I knew I had him... I also knew he regretted his previous statement.

I turned to look back at Harry who was now feeding his baby. They were cute, but I knew if I had a kid we would look better.

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