My Reality (Zayn Malik love story)

Chap. 21*

*edited Oct. 11, 2020*

~Litsy~

I couldn't help but notice Zayn's weird behavior when we started heading to the airport, it was like he wanted to tell me something but at the same time would stop himself. Once we made it to the airport, we went through a private entrance to get to the private jet. We were on our way to our honeymoon and I was more than anxious to find out where we were going; but this husband of mine wanted to keep it under locks.

The car finally rolled to a stop next to the private jet, the stairs were down and ready for us to board the plane. Zayn gets out first then came to my side and opened my door, putting on my sunglasses against the scorching sun. For it being summer in London, it was extremely hot and according to Zayn where we were going wouldn't be any different.

I looked down at my light blue chiffon dress and made sure it was in place before taking Zayn's hand. This morning I had gone simple with my makeup, consisting of eyeliner, mascara, some white eyeshadow in the inner corner of my eyes and ending the look with peach colored lipstick. I wanted to keep the natural look as we were going to be traveling and there wasn't a big need for too much. I let my hair down with slight waves in it, I was wearing minimal jewelry, a white Chanel purse and white sandals to end my look.

After sitting down in the front with Zayn beside me, I was ready for the flight. I took off my sunglasses and put them in my purse, setting the purse down by my feet like instructed by the flight attendant. I laid my head on Zayn's shoulder knowing that the lack of sleep was getting to me and I wouldn't be wondering where we were headed. I felt a slight kiss on my forehead making me smile and fall sound asleep not too long after.

Feeling someone shaking me, I open my eyes and stretch, hearing a groan by my side. I turn to see that I accidentally hit Zayn on the face, I resisted a giggle when he pretended to be angry at me. I gave him a sheepish smile "Sorry baby," I said while giving him a kiss.

"I try waking you up softly and I get hit in the face. If I would've known my wife was violent, I would've been more cautious." Zayn said pouting at me, I gave him a wide grin, making my eyes wide and try to act innocent.

"It's not my fault that my hand just happened to find your face as a target." He only laughs while putting his arm around me and pulling me towards his lap.

"Is that so?" he asks lifting an eyebrow, I nod keeping my innocent act up. I feel a weird sensation on my side, and I couldn't contain the bubble of laughter that burst out of me. "How about now?" he asks pausing in the tickle attack that he was doing. I giggle one last time while nodding to his question, he starts tickling me again, but I somehow escape and run into the bathroom. He starts knocking on the door, "Litsy come on baby! I'll stop, just come out, plus we're almost at our destination."

I contemplate going out but soon realize I have no choice as we're almost there. Taking a deep breath, I unlock the door and step out. Noticing that Zayn's nowhere in sight I made my way back to my seat, "boo," the scream that escapes me was out of pure fright. I turn around and hit Zayn on his arm.

"Damn women, I wish I would've known you were so violent." He says pretending like it hurt but the side of his mouth was twitching so I knew he was faking it.

"Aww but you love me!" I say lifting an eyebrow in question, wanting to see if he would disagree with me.

"Ok, ok, you're right. Now give me a kiss and buckle up." He says while sitting down beside me and turning to face me while buckling himself up. I did as asked, then stick my tongue out at him, seeing his eyes darken I knew what he was about to say. "Don't do that Litsy unless you have time to spare. Then again, we have all week to stay up all night having fun." He whispers in my ear, his voice deeper and his tone suggestive.