You Don't Love Me || Ziam (TEMPORARY HOLD)

46. All In The Mind

Liam

Zayn and I were at this little pottery place with his little sister, Safaa. Zayn was doing his own little painting, while Safaa and I were painting these half mugs together. We were working together, obviously, so we can make a complete and whole image when the two mugs are put together. When we got into the store, Safaa immediately called out saying that she wanted to paint one with me as he grabbed onto my arm. Zayn just smiled and shrugged before I gave him an apologetic look, so now he was sitting at a different table because Safaa didn't want him to see our mug painting yet.

I would turn my head back to check on Zayn every now and then and he was so concentrated and focused on his painting, I smiled every time because he always had his tongue sticking out or biting his lip as he painted.

"Do you still love him?" Safaa whispered.

"More than he'll ever know," I smiled.

"Then how come you guys just won't get back together?" She groans.

I chuckled, "For one, your brother's moved on and I'm fine with that. As long as he's in my life, I'm happy."

"Why did you break up with him in the first place," she asked after putting her paint brush down and looking at me.

"You know, I thought I was doing it for me. For the better of both of us actually. But I'm telling you it was the worst decision I ever made and I regret it so much, because if I hadn't...who knows, we'd still be together. Maybe living together, married," I shrugged.

"Can I be the flower girl at your wedding? Ooh! Me and Waliyha can be the flower girls!" She shouts in a whisper.

"If I do ever get married to anyone, then yes you can be my flower girl," I smiled.

"No. Only if you marry Zayn," he says stubbornly.

"Paint your mug," I poked her nose before resuming my painting.

We continued painting out mugs, but had a few little fights about our artistic abilities and how we wanted the mug to look like.

"If you do it my way then I'll convince Zayn to get back together with you," she smiled.

"You're a sneaky one aren't you? But I doubt he's going to listen to you about his Saf. It's okay. So that means we're doing it my way!"

She groaned then pouted, but went along with my ideas and I went along with some of hers. Once we were done with our puts, we put it together to see how it looked completed. On her mug, she had drawn an S anyway she wanted, that swirled to the middle or joint part of our mugs where it had half a heart on each side, so when the mugs would come together it would make a complete heart. The the heart on my mug swirled out to make an L with little drawings here and there to make it more complete and artistic.

We gave out mugs to the sweet little ladies before we went over to Zayn's table, who immediately held up his plate away from us.

"Zayn let us see," Safaa said.

"Why should I? You two ditched me so you guys could paint together," he said.

"Zaynie, please," I asked, "You're the artsiest of us all and we wanna see it!"

"You'll see it once it's done and delivered," he smiled then whispered, "Traitors."

Once Zayn was done with his painting and he gave it to the ladies, he paid the ladies for our mugs and plate before we headed out to the pizza place across the street. Safaa shared from both of mine and Zayn's pizza while we all discussed what we wanted to do next. I didn't really mind what we did, but Zayn just wanted to chill at home while Safaa wanted to go out ice skating or something.