Zustin - Tightrope

Jail

New text message to Zayn

Justin: did you eat girls out when you broke up with me? The second time

Zayn: why would you ever wanna know that

Justin: bc I do, answer

Zayn: I didn't

Justin: why?

Zayn: because I didn't want to. What's your problem?

Zayn: Justin why are we talking about this

Justin: I wanna know, why didn't you

Zayn: bc if I were fucking them I could pretend it was u, couldn't really do that if I'm eating pussy

Justin: why

Zayn: bc you don't have one??????

Justin: not sure I understand but just wanted to let you know I'm mad!!!!! Fiona is too I told her all about it. She might bite your toes when you sleep.

Justin: anyways, I shall go to the grocery store to buy some fruit for Fiona. Do you need anything?

Zayn: I think we're out of bread and I used the last oat milk when I made your coffee in the morning

Justin: ugh you're so romantic I'm gonna suck your ballies tonight

Zayn: you always do

Justin: is that a problem????

Zayn: not at all, be safe baby, going into a meeting in a bit might not be able to answer my phone for a while. Call Nick if you need anything aight? Love you

Justin: love you pookie!!

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New text message to Zayn

Justin: hi have you left for the meeting yet?

Zayn: no baby, all good?

Justin: yes I just wanted to say isn't it crazy how like domestic we are? So mundane? Like you making me coffee in the morning, me going to the grocery store

Justin: isn't it so neat? That we have come to this? Living together, really really building a life together. Not fighting over any big things anymore. I'm so freaking happy Zayn I love you so much. I love watching you do the dishes while I put away the food and stuff. I love it, I love you. I'm so happy with you.

Justin: it really is just crazy how we go from me terrifying you at the cafe, to having a fwb relationship, to having a very toxic on and off relationship and then to this, us being engaged and folding laundry on a Saturday night. Isn't it? And I wouldn't want it any other way. God I love you so much Zayn

Zayn: why you gotta make me cry when I'm going in to a fucking meeting

Zayn: it really is crazy how we went through that and that we're still somehow here, that we (you tbh) didn't give up. Fuck baby I love you more than anything. Never thought I'd be fucking happy doing laundry but everything with you feels like the most exciting thing there is. There really is nowhere I'd rather be

Justin: coolio, well I'll see you tonight pookie mwah mwah mommy loves you

Zayn: stop being weird, love u more x

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I wander into the grocery store with Fiona tucked snugly inside my jacket, her tiny nose poking out just beneath the zipper. She's probably catching the scent of bananas or maybe something sweet, like the real maple syrup they stock on the top shelves. This is the only place around that carries the genuine stuff—none of that corn syrup nonsense that Zayn can't stand. God forbid he would ever buy something that's not the absolute highest quality. Rich bitch.