Our Secret-A Zerrie Fanfic

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

"Good morning love." I whispered to him when we woke up. We had stayed over at his mum's house and bunked in his childhood bedroom.

I leaned on his chest as he kissed my head. "Morning babe." He greeted as he chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

"You know when I was young, I told myself no girl can come into my room except my mum, my sisters or my wife."

"But I'm none of the above!"

"I decided to cut some slack and let my future wife in the room."

"Jumping a little too far now aren't we?" I teased.

"Nope, not at all. You'll always be mine and you're destined to marry me!"

"And if that's so, there's one thing you have to do!"

"What is it?" He asked with caution. It was probably because I would usually argue back and have a little banter with him.

"Meet your 'future mother in law' and 'brother in law'!" I exclaimed. I wanted my mum and my brother to meet Zayn, I knew that they would love him. I had enough faith in us and our relationship to bring him home.

He groaned. "Ugh, I don't feel well."

"Oh c'mon Zayn, do be such a chicken, be a man!"

"Who says I aren't a man! Who say I'm a chicken! I'll show you!" He shouted as he clasp my body between his knees and look down on me kneeling down.

He tickled me, leaving me squishing and trying to break free but he was too strong for me.

"Zayn! Let go!" I gasped for breath.

"No! Now who's a chicken?"

"You!" I giggled and tried to squeeze my way out.

"Zayn! Mum's calling you for breakfast!" The door swung opened and Zayn's sister Doniya stood awkwardly at the door.

Zayn quickly got off me and we got out of bed, adjusting our hair and clothes.

"Thanks Doniya." Zayn said a little sarcastically as we walked out. Zayn walked beside Doniya while I awkwardly walked behind the both of them, putting my hands in my pocket.

"Well I'm sorry! I didn't know that you two were..."

Doniya was cut short by Zayn. "We weren't ugh! I was just..." It was Zayn's turn to be cut off, now by Doniya "You don't have to explain anything." She walked ahead of us, laughing to herself.

I paused and tugged Zayn's shirt roughly, pulling him back. I narrowed my eyes at him, scrunching up my face and lightly but swiftly punching him in his chest.

He threw his head back and chuckled, holding my hands as we walked to the dining table, where his family was already settled at.

"Zayn, Perrie, are you two going home today?" Trisha seemed a little sad to have us leaving.

"Yeah mum, someone here," he replied as he pokes me "wants me to go meet her mum and brother."

"Ooh, make sure to behave Zayn! Mind your manners and be polite."

I laughed, Zayn was like a fifth grader going to his friends' house for the first time. He covered my mouth, "don't laugh!" He instructed.

"Yes mum, I will be good." He turned back to his mum while I bite his hands.

"Ouch damn it Perrie!" He cried as he pulled his hands back, shaking it in pain.

His sisters and I laughed, and Trisha joined in with us. He caught me off guard and planted a kiss on my lips. I pushed him away, "Zayn Malik!" I looked at his family, feeling embarrassed.