"Everything that you wish to be, you already are to me..."
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Chapter 24
July 26, 2015
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He couldn't help but smile, as Ella laid against his chest, soft snores leaving her mouth.
Her bare body pressed against his, her skin glowing in the soft morning light.
It was the most beautiful, amazing, and exquisite thing that he had ever seen.
Zayn pressed a kiss to her shoulder, and another kiss right behind her ear.
"Good morning, Zaynie" she spoke quietly, before yawning.
"Hey you, beautiful." he said, kissing her lips.
She breathed deeply, smiling at the thought of what they had done last night.
"So, I suppose we had some fun last night, yes?" she asked, giggling.
Zayn smiled, "I suppose so. But more than that, we made us some love"
She cocked an eyebrow at him, with a smirk on her face. "What in the world, Zayn?" she laughed.
"Are you laughing at me?" he asked, shifting, so that he was hovering over her.
"No" she whined, placing her hands on his biceps.
"I'm laughing with you" she continued, then laced her arm around his neck, bringing him down to her level, so that she could kiss him.
He placed his hands on either side of her head, keeping his weight off of her as they continued to kiss.
Zayn suddenly started humming the McDonalds theme song, making her laugh.
"You're such a dork! Oh my goodness." she told him, kissing his lips one more time.
"Did you know that you cursed last night?" Zayn asked, climbing out of the bed.
Ella covered her mouth with her hand, "Oh no! I'm sorry."
Zayn began laughing. "Baby, it was totally expected. With what was going on, its surprising that you didn't curse more than you did."
"I try not to curse. My mom always has said that its unladylike. Hand me my clothes, please?"
Zayn picked up her things, and handed them to her.
"Thanks, darling." she kissed his cheek, standing up, and stepping into her dress.
"Wow, now I feel really overdressed." she said laughing.
Zayn laughed, wrapping his arms around her waist. "No, you look nice."
She placed her hands on his chest, and smiled at him.
"So, I was thinking." he said, looking deeply into her eyes.
"Oh, that's scary." she started laughing.
"Be nice, doll" he said, attacking her neck with kisses.
She closed her eyes, as he continued kissing her porcelain skin.
"What were you thinking?" she asked, stopping his assault on her neck.
"We should get married."
She couldn't help but smile up at him. "I'm only 17. Can we really even do that?"
He sighed. "I don't think we can get married. Eloped, yes. But I'd rather just be married when you're legal, and whatnot."
"I'm 18 in 10 months."
"I can wait that long, if it means that you'll be mine."
She hugged him tightly, "I already am yours. You have nothing to worry about."
He smiled, hugging her back. "Good, baby."
