Forever And Always ~ A Zayn Malik Fan Fiction

Chapter Three ~ Love Is In The Air

Emily POV

I sat on Zayn's lap, my arms around his neck. I laughed at the corny jokes Harry was telling, as Angel tried to conceal the look of longing on her face. He glanced over at her, and blushed. Zayn and I looked at each other happily. We knew they were the next couple to be, if not Kiara and Niall. And they had only just met today! Speaking of, the two of them were over at the table, talking and making googly eyes at each other. It was adorable, they were clearly made for each other. Niall was even feeding her food, which she blushed at, then took. Dani, however, was sitting glumly. Or, she was. Louis walked over to her and covered her eyes. "Guess who!" he screamed. She laughed, and took his hands. She looked up at him and giggled again. He looked down and her, then tossed himself over the couch and landed next to her. Liam sat on her other side, and the three of them began to talk to each other, and pig out on the chips Liam brought with him.

Eventually, it was time to go. The girls left, with promises to return soon. And yes, we all caught Harry and Angel and Niall and Kiara exchanging private goodbyes, involving hugs and little cheek kisses. I jumped happily, clapping my hands. Zayn laughed.

"Come on, mate, we have to start packing." Liam walked out with a wave.

I frowned. "Packing?- You're leaving?"

Zayn looked me square in the eye. He held both my hands in his. His 5'9 frame toward over my 5'5 one. (And yes, guys, I know. Melissa Benoist is 5'8. Work with me. When I started, I didn't know how tall she was, I wasn't even using her as Emily. Work with me. Thank chu "Emily, I realized I haven't formerly asked you this yet. Emily, forget about what Li just said, and please answer me. Will you, Emily Perez, please, do me the honor of being my girlfriend, my one true love, my only?"

I stood for a moment, and then remembered I had to breath. I nodded. I kept nodding. "Zayn, I- Well, I- Oh Zayn, yes! Yes yes yes yes yes! Yes!"

I jumped on him, and held him tight. "Yes," I whispered. I felt him laughing, and I let out a small giggle. I pulled away, and looked at him. I leaned in, and kissed him. He kissed me back, and it was true bliss. We pulled apart, and I looked at him, remembering.

"But, Zayn... You're leaving? Where? When will you come back? When are you leaving? I-"

He cut me off. "Shh, love, don't worry. Yes, I'm leaving, to New York. I'm not sure. In a week and a half, about eleven days. But I meant to ask you something."

I looked up at him, confusion in my eyes. "What?"

He smiled sheepishly. "I know this is a lot to ask, and I'll understand if you say no. But, I was wondering... If maybe... You'd mind packing up too, and coming with me?"

I froze. How could I refuse? I thought to myself. The man I love just asked me to not only be his girlfriend, but to go with him while he toured. He wanted me with him! He loved me, he loved me, he loved me, and I loved him, and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I said no!

He was still staring at me with a hopeful little smile on his face. I smiled at him, and he grabbed me tighter and spun me in circles. We laughed, and he kissed me. We broke apart, smiling.

"Alright, love. I'm going to go quick pack, and I'll be back later to help you."

"Wait!" Zayn turned around. I looked at him, concerned. "What about Harry and Angel? Kiara and Niall? Are the boys going to ask them? Before we leave, ask them to date them and come with them?"

Zayn looked at me seriously, wondering. "Come with me," he said. "You'll come to the hotel, help me pack and stuff, and we'll ask them. If they say yes, you text the girls to meet us back here if they can, we bring the boys. Good?" He held his arm out.