Love never ends

Chapter 6

I get out of the shower and wrap the towel around me. I put my hair to the side. I look through the mirror to see if I was fat.

I couldn't tell the difference so I shrugged my shoulders and left. I went through the drawers getting some clothes like a cute white blouse with no sleeves. And a flowered skirt.

I blow dry my hair. It usually takes about 20 mins for me to do that. I unplug the blow dryer.

I walk out the door and zayn is no where to be found. I'm thinking did he just leave me here. I stand in the same spot with my hands on my hips.

Zayn comes behind me and puts his hands around my eyes. "Zayn what are you doing?" I say in a deep voice.

He doesn't answer. He guides me to a table and sits me down. He uncovers my eyes. I gasp. "Bona petite!" He says in a French accent.

There was food on the table. It looked deliscous I thought I was going to drule. I laugh. "I think you should stick to being british." I laugh.

I look at him and he shrugs. He sits down across the table from me and we start eating. I kept going mmmm! To every bite I took like if it was heaven food.

"I didn't know you could cook." I smile to zayn. "Enh well it's something I learned when my father went away on trips." He remarked.

I eat my food really fast and finish it. I sit there wanting more food. "Is there any left?" I ask. He says yes pointing to the pot.

I stand up but zayn makes me sit back down. He holds out his hand as a gesture to put the plate in his hand. I take the gesture. I twiddle with my fingers and fix my skirt until he comes back with the food.

Zayn comes back with the food. As soon I pick up the fork, my phone vibrates. It's Niall.

Hey

Hey, what are you doing?

Nothing just hanging out with the boys

Cool

So what are you doing?

I'm eating breakfeast. I'm gonna have to text you back k'.

I put the phone in my back pocket. "Who were you texting?" Zayn asks. I look up. "Oh just Niall he was wondering what I was doing." I say back.

I look at my plate and it's half finished. Zayn gets up and picks up my plate and washes it for me.

I look at him day dreaming about the baby is it a he or a she? Zayn comes to me. I come back to reality.

He picks up my hands into his. Interlocking his fingers into mine. I look at his hands. He leans in for a kiss. I lean forward.

Our kiss lasts for 2 seconds until his phone beeps. He lets go of my hands and heads for his phone.

"Oh! It's a text from Louis. He wants us to come over to hang out." Zayn said as he read the text. My arm rubs my other arm.

I look at zayn he is still waiting for an answer. I bite my lower lip and nod my head.

I grab my phone and put it in my back pocket and got my jacket before zayn got the car keys and opened the door. We go through the door.

I tug on zayns wrist giving him the sign to stay in place. "I think it's time that I need to tell them." I say looking down to the ground.

Zayn places his hand on my cheek. I tilt my head and put my hand where his hand was. "Ok ill be there with you when you tell them." Zayn comforts me. He pulls his hand away.

We walk down the steps and I hear the car beep. Zayn grabs the handle of his Ferrari and opens it.

I think in my head, how will Harry take it as zayn shuts the door.