My Reality (Zayn Malik love story)

Chap. 15*

*edited Oct. 11, 2020*

~Litsy~

Closing the door to the room I was in I ran quickly but quietly to the front door. I put my boots on slowly and grabbed my coat. It was snowing outside especially because it was winter to be exact, January, Zayn's birthday was in less than 24 hours. The boys and I decided to throw him a surprise party, I had to sneak out before he woke up. I had an advantage that Zayn was a heavy sleeper because he would've felt it when I got out of bed. For it being eight in the morning it was surprisingly chilly but then again it fits the season.

Over half a year has passed since my graduation, Zayn and I going strong at a year and five months, we couldn't be happier of our lifestyle. At the moment the boys were only recording for the new album they plan to release in the late fall and were practicing for their next tour in May. We both lived in his old flat back in London, the rest of the boys lived close because it was easier for the five of them to go to work. That included me as well, I work at a private office close by where I work with exclusive people on my time. It's what I love to do and what I always dreamed of doing. I also teach a class of singing for beginners and I love how every day brings something new.

Making my way to Liam's flat, which was conveniently located a couple blocks away I knocked and waited for him to answer.

"Litsy come in we just need to add the finishing touches." Liam said while giving me a quick hug then ushering me inside. It took a little over four hours to finish and then when everything was ready, I got a phone call from Zayn. It took him that long to notice I was no longer home, but he relaxed when I said I was at Liam's and that I would soon be home.

"Ok Liam, I'll be back in three hours tops think that's enough time?" I asked Liam while adjusting my coat.

"I only need an hour but take all the time you need." I nod and give him a quick hug before heading out the door.

"I'll text you when we leave." He nods and then I rush home. Being careful not to slip; 10 minutes later I open the door and find Zayn in the living room resting on the couch only in boxers. Typical Zayn, when he notices me in the doorway he grins and stands up moving towards me.

"Hey babe." He says casually before giving me a small kiss.

"Zayn, I thought we talked about this yesterday." I cross my arms over my chest and glare at him playfully. He grins down at me and shrugs innocently.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He says looking away.

"Zayn." I whine.

"Fine but you know I don't like you spending money on me." He says with a pout then heads to our bedroom to take a shower. I had made him promise to get ready so I could take him out. Of course, he objected and then after some convincing he agreed but apparently not so much. I took a quick shower myself in the bathroom out in the hall. Heading to our room I walk into the closet and pick out clothes.

I slipped on my undergarments then put on a lavender loose-fitting tank with black skinny jeans. I put on my grey knee length boots and grabbed my white with grey jacket. Then headed out to my dresser and put on my bow earrings with matching necklace. For makeup I went with a smokey eye shadow and light pink lip stick coated with clear lip gloss. Once done I worked on blow drying my hair, so it fell in its natural waves, then I took hold of two strips of hair on each side of my head tying them on the back with a bow. Looking myself over once more, I smiled when everything was in place then headed to the living area to find Zayn.

He was wearing a white button up shirt under a black blazer that had gold strip lines where pockets normally are. He was wearing a necklace that held a key, dark jeans that hugged the butt I love so much and shoes that made the outfit complete. He had slight stubble on his chin making him look more handsome than before. His hair was something he had changed; it was black and a mess of hair on top of head. More like bed hair but it suited him none the less.