Zayn's POV
"Des, are you almost here?" I asked her over the phone.
"Yes, Zayn." she said. I could tell she was smiling.
"I can't wait to see you again baby." I said. She giggled.
"I can't wait to see too Zayn. I missed you so much." she said. I smiled. "I hope you are smiling over there." I heard her say. I turned around, and she was standing there. I dropped my phone ran over to her. I picked her up and hugged her. I spun her around.
"Oh my god. I think I'm going to cry." I said as I put her down. "Don't cry darling." she said putting her palm on my cheek. I smiled and kissed her. She kissed me back. I squeazed her tightly. I felt her smile against my chest. I kissed her head and rocked side-to-side with her. "I missed you so much Zayn." she said looking up at me. I smiled. Her brown eyes glimmered. It was pure beauty I was staring at. "I missed you too Desriee Grace." I winked. She stuck her tongue out at me. She hates when I call her by her first and middle name.
"Zayn, babe, I have to get my bags out of my car." she said. I let her go, relucantly. I missed her so much. I didn't want to let that feeling go. I haven't seen my darling in over 3 months. "Zayn, what's wrong?" she asked. "Oh, nothing, just so glad you are home." I smiled walking out with her. She has a swag in her step. One of the many things I love about Des. She is so confident about herself, and she doesn't need anyone to tell her she is beautiful. I tell her anyways, because she is, and I love seeing her smile when I tell her.
"Zayn, will you grab my big suitcase for me please?" she asked. I nodded and smiled at her. I lugged her big suitcase out of her trunk and set it on the ground. "Babe, what do you have in there?" I asked. "Uhm, my shoes,and purses." she smiled. I shook my head. "Babe, that thing ways a ton." I laughed picking it back up. "Sorry. I like shopping in LA, there are so many pretty stores there." she said following me back into our flat. I closed the door. I set her bags down. I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me. "I love you Des." I said. "I love you too Zayn." She said back. I kissed her neck.
She pulled away. "What's wrong love?" I asked. "I am really tired, I am not in the mood, maybe just cuddles for now?" she asked. I nodded. She smiled and kissed me. "Come on." she said. She took my hand and pulled me to our bedroom. We laid down and cuddled. My arms we holding so close. I never want to let her go.
I am going to die when she leaves again in September. She is a public speaker for kids in years 6-12. She talks about being a strong, independent person. Her life was pretty shitty as a little girl, from what she told me. It makes me proud that I am with someone who inspires kids to do good. She is just the most amazing girl anyone could ever have.
