That's How We Fell! (ft.Zayn Malik)

Chapter 60

~Ray~

"Oh my gosh! Ray." I was engulfed in a huge hug by Waliyha as she practically threw herself on me, "The Serendipity merchandise and signed goods! Oh my! You're the best," she squealed, kissing me in the cheek. I laughed and hugged the petite girl back as Zayn yanked her off me.

"I don't want my girlfriend dying on Christmas because of the lack of oxygen. Easy Wal, that band isn't that great anyway," Zan said causally, smirking at me making my jaw drop in shock. I quickly slapped his arm.

"You just did not say that." I scowled. Zayn simply laughed and hugged me form the side, "Actually I did, babe."

"You're horrible," I scolded, getting up from my place next to him and shifting next to Safaa who took her seat on my lap. I'd gotten Safaa some babe urs and a Chanel makeup kit, so she was fine. Doniya recieved some Gucci good on my behalf. Zayn gifted his sister so much, that I lost count of what he gave them.

Doniya handed me a bag. "This is from the three of us, because we're practically broke," she said and I chuckled. The bag had a pretty pink dress with matching heels and I smiled.

"It's pretty, thank you," I hugged Zayn's sisters and they seemed pleased with themselves. They handed Zayn a few duets and a pair of converses. He needed one, anyways.

"So.. " I trailed off and handed Trisha and Yaser a envelope along with a couple watches. Yaser looked at me with a questioning look, but I simply grinned.

"Go on, dad. It ain't a bomb," Zayn joked and finally Yaser and Trisha opened the envelope.

Yaser gave Zayn and I a stern look. "You kids didn't have to," he said, sighing.

"You deserve a break, Mr.Malik." I smiled at him which he returned.

"Looks like you girls, Trisha and I are having trip to Paris soon," he announced to his daughters and they all squealed in delight. Zayns tangled his fingers with mine and I noticed he had shifted next to me.

"Thanks for this.." he whispered and I shook my head, cupping his face.

"It's okay." I leaned in a gave him a kiss which he gratefully returned.

"I love you."

I bit my lip. "I know." But Zayn did something that made me feel guilty. He looked disappointed for the first time and I immediately felt ashamed of myself because all he wanted was one thing and I couldn't even give that to him. I didn't have an idea of what my problem was but I just couldn't bring myself to say those three words.

"I'm sorry," I breathed and Zayn quickly shook his head, masking his pain with a forced smile.

"Don't worry about it, Rachael!"

The entire crowd dispersed, after handing their gifts over to us, leaving us alone and I got up to leave. Zayn quickly grabbed my wrists. "Don't wanna see your presents?"

"I will. Later. Your presents are under the tree," I said, but Zayn pulled me down so that I was sitting on his lap.

"What's wrong, baby?" His hot breath hit the side of my face and I shuddered in response.

"Nothing.."

"Liar.."

"I got you an extra present.."

"What?" Zayn turned me around and glared at me making me giggle softly.

"I wanted to give you more than what you give me.. so I managed to count the number and of presents you got me before I got another one." Zayn pouted and I laughed.