*Zayn's POV*
"Arranged to marry this pretty girl here @Maira_rAhmed.
Engaged- 25/02/2016. Marriage- 01/03/2016."
I took a deep breath as I hit the upload button on Instagram (and Twitter), posting a picture of Maira and me from our engagement. I was announcing about us three days after the engagement.
Within minutes, #ZaynsWedding and #ZaynMaira had started trending.
I went through the replies to see things like 'I knew #Zashley was fake' or 'Ashley must be crying at what @zaynmalik found after her' that made my blood boil.
However, tweets like 'OMG! @zaynmalik's to be wife @Maira_rAhmed is so beautiful.' or '#ZaynsWedding! I am so happy! @zaynmalik found happiness. Thanks @Maira_rAhmed' made me happy too.
"Oh God! You must have told me before announcing about us! My phone is buzzing with Twitter and Instagram follow requests!" Maira exclaimed. "Follow requests?" I asked her.
"Yeah, my accounts are private. No hate needed." She replied and I nodded. Ashley was always bothered by the hate, I don't want Maira to be bothered by the haters too.
"Zayn and Maira?" Waliyha walked in the room, "Yeah?" We asked together, "Mum's calling." I nodded and got up while both of them followed me.
"You called us?" I said to mum as I was leaning on the doorframe while the girls stood next to me. On hearing my voice Ashley and mum turned around, Ashley got up and ran in my direction.
I kneeled down to her level but she went over and hugged Maira's legs. Wow! What a kid!
"Mum!" She screamed in delight as Maira kneeled down, "Hello baby!" She said kissing her cheek. I cleared my throat and Maira laughed along with mum and Waliyha.
I crossed my arms in front of my chest and squinted my eyes before Ashley did the same.
"What?" I asked.
"What?" She asked back.
"Day." I replied.
"Night." She retored.
"Dark." I said.
"Light." She replied.
Oh God she was looking so cute!
"You love mum. You don't love me." I pouted. "Nooo! I love you!" She ran to me and hugged me tightly.
"Zayn is so cute!" Maira whispered to Waliyha, I looked up at her and she quickly looked away, "When he is playing with Ashley." She completed and I just smirked.
I stood up and held her in my arms, "Yes mum?" I asked mum again. "Both of you, get ready in ten minutes." She ordered us. "Uh, where are we going?" Maira asked her sweetly.
"To swe your new house. You guys won't live here after marriage. The three of you will live in a seperate house." She told us.
"But I want to live with aunt Waliyha and aunt Saffa." Ashley said, holding my collar tightly with her small hands. "We will visit you. Every week. With lots of chocolates, okay?" Waliyha stroked her head and she nodded.
"Take Ashley in. We're going alone." Mum ordered and Waliyha took Ashley in after Maira promised her chocolates.
"Mrs. Malik I don't think the seperate house thing is needed. It'll cost us a lot." She said. Clearly, none of us thought of living alone, both of us thought of living with my family.
How will Maira manage Ashley and her work/education alone when I'm touring the world?
"Oh no love! You'll be newly weds. I don't want to hear moans and screams." Mum giggled, causing both of us to stare at her in shock and embarassment.
Seriously mum?
"We have a five year old child with us mum. So..." I said and she made a face before nodding.
"Get ready." She said and walked away leaving the two of us to sigh and change.
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*Maira's POV*
"Oh so swanky!" I whispered to Zayn, crossing my arms in front of my chest as we walked around our to be new 'home'.
It was a swanky two bedroom apartment. There were seperate bathrooms in each of the rooms with the furniture entirely black and white which made it look classy. There was a huge full length window that allowed us to look out.
The smaller room was for our kids, i.e. Ashley and the 'master bedroom' for us. We never discussed the sleeping arrangement. Ugh!
"Tell me about it." Zayn whispered back.
"Won't this cost us a fortune? And as much as I know, Zayn is not the only one paying." I said but bit on my tongue immediately, trying to control my rude side.
"We have already purchased it so...yeah." Mrs. Malik tried to sound sweet but I could tell she was kind of shocked at my tone. Specially after my mother made me look like Mother Teresa.
"Meet me out in 10 minutes. Look at your new bedroom...alone." She giggled and walked away while the two of us gave her weird looks.
"She seriously thinks we are a real item?" I asked to myself, "We are quite convincing." Zayn chuckled, "Oh yeah! I am a pro at lying. Got that from my mum you know!" I laughed a bit.
"Where will you sleep? Uhm...in the same bed?" I asked him unsurely, "The couch is quite big, I guess." He shrugged, "Six months on a couch? Nope. Not letting that happen." I shook my head.
"We will switch on some days, yeah?" He asked, "Good idea." I nodded. "Yeah." He replied, I could tell he was thinking something but I did not ask.
"Ouch!" I yelled as I almost slipped on some water that I had spilled, "Watch your step love." Zayn said as he held me by my waist firmly, the word 'love' sent shivers down my spine and so did his touch.
Did I mention how beautiful his chocolate colored eyes were? And it was so easy to get lost in the pain in his eyes?
Our faces were inches apart, if I would even moved a little bit, our lips would haved touched. I swear we were about to kiss because I could see him looking down at my lips as his eyes scanned my face.
Do I want him to kiss me? Do I don't want him to kiss me? Do I wanna kiss him?
Soon I could feel him leaning in slightly. Suddenly I realized what I was doing. No. This is wrong. I am not a rebound.
"Your mum must be waiting downstairs." I said quickly as I straightened up, "Uhm, yeah. Sorry." He said awkwardly.
"Took you both long." Mrs. Malik wiggled her eyebrows and I couldn't help but roll my eyes which surprised her again.
"How did you find your new house? Excited to shift in?" She asked us as we sat in the back seat next to one another with quite some meters between us.
"Yeah." Both of us replied coldly.
This appears to be easy but it's gonna be tough. Real tough.
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A/N: I am in love. I guess. After a very long time I think I have fallen in love...
Anyways.
All the fucking love,
Eishita
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