*Zayns POV*
That night, Jasmine and I had slept in our new shared home. I woke up to the sound of water running and I knew that Jasmine was in the shower. I walked in and heard her singing any song that came to mind. She had a beautiful voice.
"Zayn? Is that you?" She asked as I grabbed my toothbrush.
"Yeah its me. How did you sleep?" I asked while I put the toothpaste on my toothbrush.
"I slept amazingly. This house is gorgeous, Zayn," she said.
"Not half as gorgeous as you babe," I replied which got a high-pitched squeal for a response.
"Awwwwww Zayn! I love you!" She said and even thought I couldn't see her, I could tell that she had a huge smile on here face.
I finished brushing my teeth and went back to the bedroom to get dressed. I put on black skinny jeans, a white v-neck T-shirt and white supras. I went down to the kitchen to get breakfast started. As I made the pancakes, I began to think how her parents would react to our engagement. From the very start, her parents were never huge fans of having me around. I heard them on many occasions telling Jaz that she should stop seeing me to which she quickly replied never in a million years which made me think back to the Best Song Ever music video. I was quickly snapped out of my thoughts by the sounds of Jasmine bounding down the stairs with a large grin on her face.
"Morning!" She said cheerfully as she sat down at the island in the middle of the kitchen.
"Morning babe," I said, placing a plate of fresh, hot pancakes in front of her.
"So, when do you think we should tell your parents?" I asked, having the question whiz through my mind.
"Well I'm sure we will tell them soon but not right now. I think we need to get used to it before they have to," she said, shoveling pancake into her mouth.
"OK. I was just wondering. I know that your parents have never liked me much," I said and I heard her place her fork down and stand up.
"Well that's their loss. They can't see past the fact that you have tattoos and that you looked a little more rugged then the average guy," she said, wrapping her arms around my waist.
"Average guy huh?" I questioned turning around and smirking.
"Well you're Zayn Malik. Not that that's the reason why I'm with you but you have an amazing voice and any girl would kill to be in my position," she replied, getting up on her tiptoes.
"Thanks babe. I bet they would but unfortunately for them, you're the only one I want," I said kissing her nose.
"I love you," she said as she began to close the gap between us.
I inched forward the last little bit and kissed her passionately. I felt her kiss back as she wrapped her arms around my neck and her hands began to wander into my hair. I pulled away and rested my forehead against hers. She had a small pout on her face seeing as she was enjoying the kiss.
"I'm sorry babe. I have to go get something and I don't have much time to get there," I said pulling away and grabbing my keys and phone.
"Oohh what are you getting?" She asked with a quizzical look on her face.
"That, is something you will have to wait for and see," I said before pecking her lips and walking out to my car.
I got in and turn the key in the ignition. As I was driving to the store, Kiss You started playing and I could feel the tears in my eyes well up. I missed those boys. But the stress of having all those girls try and shove you around was beginning to be too much. It ended and I wiped away the stray tear that had fallen down my face. I pulled into a parking space and got out of the car. I walked in and started looking for the wedding decorations. I found them and walked over. I found what I was looking for and smiled as I went to pay for it. I knew Jasmine would love me for this one.
*Jasmine's POV*
Zayn was taking awhile at the store. I wonder what was keeping him. Should I call him? No that would make you seem desperate. OK then I won't call him. I sat down with a cup of tea and a worn copy of The Hunger Games. I laid back and began reading but slowly felt my eyelids close. I was soon asleep and dreaming about my marriage with Zayn and how it would go.
*1 and a half hours later*
I was woken up by Zayn shaking me whispering my name.
"Jasmine, Jasmine. I have something to show you wake up," he said with a raspy voice.
"What is it Zayn?" I asked, sitting up and yawning.
"You have to some to the kitchen to see it," he said with an outstretched hand.
He pulled me off of the couch and we walked to the kitchen with our fingers linked together. The first thing I saw when I walked into the kitchen was a cake topper with Zayn and I standing there, hands linked and wide smiles.
"Zayn! How did you get this? Where did you go for so long?" I asked as I turned around with a smile on my face.
"I went to the wedding department and worked something out where they customized the figure and made it look like how we would be on our wedding day," he explained and I ran over and gave him a hug.
"It's beautiful Zayn," I said as I wrapped my arms around his waist. "I've been thinking. Maybe we should tell my parents about the engagement tomorrow. They are going to want to know," I said and he nodded.
"I think that's a good idea," he said looking down at me and smiling.
It was about 7:30 pm and we decided to order in. We got some Chinese food and ate while watching Sherlock Holmes. We cuddled together on the couch as the movie played through and soon I felt my eyes drifting closed. I felt Zayn's breathing even out and I knew he had fallen asleep. I smirked and fell asleep shortly after.
A/N: Hey guys. This one is a little shorter but I still hope you like it. Comment anything you want in the next chapter. Heads up, the next chapter will most likely be the wedding.
