Jessie's POV
"Egh!"'I cringed as I popped my vitamins into my mouth. Zayn chuckled and kissed my cheek.
"You always remind me of Harry when you do that."
"How?"
"When we were eight, we were playing with mud and he got some in his mouth. He made the same exact face."
"Oh."
"Miss him?"
"Yeah, I can't wait until Thanksgiving! All the boys are coming back, I get to see my friends."
"Pudding will finally be here." Zayn turned me around, kissing my belly. "Why do you always wear no pants?"
"Because that requires bending to put them on." I whined, laying myself on the couch. Zayn sat beside me, rubbing my now thirty week old belly as he softly kissed my chest. "My back hurts.."
"Yeh? Need a ice pack?" I nodded at him, watching as he went over to the freezer. Zayn came back with an ice back and carefully slid it under my body. He laid down beside me, pecking my nose. "Better?"
"Mhm."
"So I was thinking of taking you out today. Since I won't be able to during university, I thought it'd be nice."
"Hm, why?"
"I've never taken you on a date and I really want to now." I smiled and tilted my head slightly. "Plus, I want to show you off."
"I'm big and messy at the moment!"
"You're still beautiful, to me." He smiled, rubbing my belly with his great hands.
"You know, we need to think of names."
"I have a lot! I-I usually don't talk about name."
"Oh really?" I chuckled, playing with his hair. Zayn nodded.
"I thought of Kayden, Bentley and Ariel."
"Those are cute. I like Bentley."
"Did you have any?"
"Chase and Jordan.." I shrugged, looking to Zayn's pink lips. "It's not great." He just shrugged and kissed my nose. "So should I get dressed?"
"I don't think you're allowed in public with no pants, so yeah."
"Help me then." I grabbed his hand, pulling him into our closet. "Any suggestions?" Zayn held my waist as he bent down and handed me a black dress, wrapped in plastic from the cleaners. I gasped as he let the plastic fall to the floor, feeling the soft silk of it.
"Before you say anything, I want to put it on you." He nearly whispered. I nodded as he threw it over his shoulder, pulling my shirt over my head. He quickly kissed my belly, making me giggle. Zayn slowly and gently pulled the dress onto my body, smiling as he traced his hands down my arms to interlock our fingers. "You look beautiful."
"I didn't even do my hair or anything." We both laughed as he pulled me over to the mirror. "Oh, wow." I breathed, playing with the black skirt. "It's so pretty!"
"I knew this dress would look so amazing on you. So I had it fitted to fit your belly. I bought another one that will fit you when you have amazing curves from your baby fat." He bit his lip, holding my sides as I giggled.
"What if I don't look like I used to?"
"I'd still hold you, kiss you, and even touch you the same." He whispered, kissing my neck. I pushed at his chest with a smile, pecking his lips.
"I love you, Zayn."
"And I love you, Jessie. Oh! I got you some flats as well that should make your feet very comfortable. I tried a different pair on another lady and paid her to walk around in them all day." He explained, fixing my hair as I gasped.
"That's torture when you're pregnant!"
"She begged to differ, she said she barely felt a thing." I sighed as he finished my hair. I sat on our bed as he slid on the ruby flats. They fitted me perfectly and the foam was incredibly soft. "Like it?"
"Mhm." I smiled, standing to my feet and kissing his nose. "So where are we going tonight?"
"To a small restaurant downtown where my mum used to bring me and my brother."
"Oh." I frowned, looking to his chest.
"U-Um, or we could go someplace else. I'm not much of a-a romantic anyways.." He nervously spoke.
"No Zayn, I love the idea. It just reminded me of my mum, sort of. It's selfish of me, I know."
"She loves you, okay?"
"I just wish she'd show it. I would've loved to meet your mum as well. Just so I could tell her how much he can change someone's life so positively." I shrugged, his hands cupping my head.
"My mum would have loved you dearly." He sighed and kissed my forehead. "Now.." I giggled as he held his arm out to me. "Shall we be on our way?"
"We shall." I answered in a posh voice, hugging his arm as we exitted our flat. Zayn held the door open for me when I got in and out of the car. The restaurant was defintely adorable and small. He held my hand tight as we walked in, the waitress at the front desk squeaking.
"Baby boy!" She threw her arms around him, laughing with joy. "Oh! You are so grown up!"
"I know." He chuckled, rubbing her back. "I'm sorry I haven't been around."
"Oh, it's okay, my baby." He blushed and looked over to me, his cheeks red.
"Jessie, this is my grandmother, Rose. Mama, this is my gorgeous girlfriend, Jessica."
"Hello sweetheart!" She hugged me tight, making me laugh as I hugged her as well.
"Hello Rose."
"Zayn, she's beautiful. And I see there is a little one on the way." She rubbed my belly, his smile growing.
"Yes, a boy." He proudly stated, taking my hand in his again.
"That is amazing news. Congratulations to you two!" She smiled warmly, kissing my cheek before rushing to get our menus. "Come, find a seat!"
"She's so sweet." I giggled as we both walked to a booth. Rose sat beside Zayn, smiling at me.
"How long are you?"
"Almost 25 weeks now. He's doing quite well."
"That's nice to hear. Have you two moved in together?"
"Of course, just two months ago." Zayn answered, one of the waitresses placing two glasses of water on our table.
"Thank you." I nodded on Zayn's behalf.
"Your eyes are quite beautiful." Rose smiled at me.
"Oh, thank you very much." I blushed, Zayn's hand squeezing mine.
"Zayn, how's your father?"
"Very, very busy. He's been out of town a lot. It's kind of disapponting but I get to hang out with Jessie more."
"I wouldn't say hang out, more like follow me around like a puppy until I ask for something." I chuckled, his eyebrows narrowing at me.
"No I don't."
"Yeah you do. Just last week, I woke up from my nap and you were right beside me begging to give me a massage with some lunch." Zayn blushed and laid his head on my shoulder.
"Maybe a little."
"Baby boy, you are such a good soul." Rose gushed, smooching Zayn's cheek. His face scrunched up as I laughed.
"Mama!" He whined as she pulled away. "Only Jessie kisses me."
"Oh hush." Rose scoffed, pecking his cheek once more. "It's nice to see my baby boy smiling after so long. I haven't seen that smile since you were just a little boy."
"You can thank my beautiful girl." He grinned, pecking my temple. It was if he was hesitant to kiss me in front of his grandmother. After she took our order, Zayn and I sat talking about Pudding.
"He'll definitely be holding a football by one year."
"Would he even be able to walk yet?" I laughed.
"Depends, as long as you don't hug him for the rest of your life."
"I will hug him everyday and you know that." I scoffed, crossing my arms. Zayn chuckled and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck.
"You'll be a great mother, I know you will." He nearly whispered, my head turning to face his.
"And you'll be an amazing father." I kissed his lips as he sat up straight, grabbing my hands.
"Have you ever thought about getting married?" He grinned, my heart fluttering.
"I- yeah. Is that bad?"
"No, because I have to. Especially since now, we have a baby on the way."
"I wouldn't have it with anyone else."
"Not even Harry?"
"Oh my god, Zayn!" I gasped in disbelief.
"I'm only kidding." He laughed.
"That wasn't funny. If it was supposed to make me laugh or even smile in the slightest, it didn't."
"Well then, I hope this does." He held my hand as he kneeled beside the table, squeezing it. My chest tightened as he looked into my eyes.
"Z-Zayn.." I was almost breathless.
"You are the light of my life, Jessica. Without you, I swear I would be in jail.
Just seeing you smile inspires me to be a better person, to keep that smile on your face. You've helped me through so much and I can't thank you enough. Everyday I wake up to see you and I just want to be there every morning for the rest of my life. It would hurt me so bad to see you with any other man which is why I am asking you to promise me.." He pulled out a small blue box, opening it to revealed a silver, diamond ring. "Whatever happens to us, we'll get married. Our bond is more powerful than gravity. We are completely opposite, but I swear, that bubbly smile rids of all the sins I have done and makes me a better man everyday. I love you Jessica Wayne, please promise me we will be conjoined forever, despite how young we are."
"I- oh my god. Yes!" I sniffled. "I promise, I promise!" Zayn smiled immensely before he slipped the ring onto my finger, a perfect fit. He wiped my tears of joy away with his thumbs, kissing my lips long and meaningful. "I love you so much Zayn! I promise!" We both hugged each other, Zayn's hand at my belly. "I thought you were going to ask me to marry it."
"I thought it's a bit early, so just in case, I made you promise. This is the biggest promise you have to keep."
"Zayn I promise, I'll never leave you."
"Please don't cry." He laughed, wiping my tears.
"Shut up, I'm hormonal."
"I'm sorry." He whispered, pecking my lips repeatedly. "I'm so glad you promised."
"Why wouldn't I?" I sniffled, hugging his torso.
"Well, because you said yourself, I'm not good for you." He sighed as I rubbed his nape.
"I was just scared that I'd lose you."
"You won't." He lifted up my ring hand. "I promise." I smiled with a small laugh as I kissed his pink lips.
"Here is your fo- Oh!" Rose quickly placed our plates in front of us, sitting beside me. "Baby boy, is that a promise ring?!"
"Yeah mama."
"Do you like it?" I asked as she obviously did, fonding over the diamond.
"It's wonderful!" I looked up and smiled at Zayn once again, pecking his cheek.
"I love you so so very much."
"I love you, too, Jessie." He smiled, kissing my knuckles before we started to eat our lovely dinner. Tonight couldn't have gone any better.
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