You and Zayn had been best friends since second grade when he spilled his juice so you gave him half of yours. You guys always joked around with each other. Constant insulting matches between the two of you. Always getting into play fights or tickling matches. The two of you went through your rebellious stage together too. You drove to Paris for the fun of it claiming you were going to elope, you weren't even dating than. A month after the Paris incident Zayn told you, "Sophie, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met. I have loved you since second grade, I though it was sibling love. I know it's not now though. Would you go on a date with me?"
His face was bright red, it was adorable. You said yes as you felt the same way about him. You guys were still play fighting all the time but occasionally some real arguments would come up. One night it ended with you crying. You went straight home and cried your eyes out hearing Zayn bang on the door until your parents sent him home. Only they didn't. You were about to go for your morning run when you saw Zayn asleep on your patio. That boy could sleep through anything. You still went on your run only to return to Zayn pounding on your door. You told him, "my parents aren't home," he looked at you sorrowfully.
"Sophie it was a stupid fight. Moronic really. And I never want that to be us again. So promise me. Promise me that one day I can make you mine. No questions. You walk down the aisle to be Sophie Malik? Please promise me you'll love me as much as I love you for ever?" He pulled out a ring and as you nodded he slid it on to your finger.
