Uncradled Love *A Z.M. AU*

Chapter twenty-eight

The left one is the wedding dress and the right one is the reception's.
Tell me what you think about these!
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Sarah's P.O.V.
"Sarah Malik." He blurted, making me gaze at his perfect face.
Oh how good that name sounds!

"Soon to be." I smiled at him.

He held my hand close to his lips and kissed every knuckle making me blush hundred shades of red.
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Zayn's P.O.V.
I opened my eyes with a smile on my lips and happiness in my heart. I turned around and saw my girlfriend, soon to be wife and now fiancè. She rested peacefully snuggled up in my chest with her messy bed hair making her look too irresistable.
"Good Morning, love." I greeted her, pushing back a strand of hair behind her ear as her eyes fluttered open.
"Morning Zaynie." She smiled; her left dimple killing me again.

I smiled back in return but was as always amazed by a sudden lip lock, this time initiated by her. I closed my eyes slowly and deepened the kiss. She licked my lower lip asking for entrance and bit it softly when she couldn't handle my resisting attitude more.
We, soon, pulled apart gasping for air.
"This was the first." We both said in unison and laughed.

Sarah's P.O.V.
I would absolutely love to start every day of my life with this short makeout session.
Breaking off our laughs, Zayn's cellphone burst out. He picked it up and read the caller's name. I tried to shift away to give him some privacy for attending the call but he held my waist tightly, making me unable to move.
He attended the call, setting it on loud-speaker.
"Assalam o alaikum and Good Morning, hun." His mother's voice filled the room.
Zayn opened his mouth to answer but instead I did.
"Wa Alaikum assalam Tricia. Morning!"

"Oh wow. Finally. Am I on speaker?" She asked clearly surprised by me greeting her in Arabic.
"Yes Mom." Zayn murmured.
"Okay Zaynie. Important things go first. I've talked to your Dad about the wedding. How next month would be?" She asked, making both of us turn to look at each other.
"Perfect!" We both said in unison, making her chuckle.
"Great to know guys. Keep going well and best of luck Sarah. I'm taking you out for shopping today. Picking up at 11 a.m." She hung up, making my stomach do backflips.

After a hectic shopping of five hours, I finally picked up two dresses with matching shoes and accessories. One for the wedding and the other for the reception. Both of them were simple, elegant and just the way I imagined them to be.