One Direction Interracial Imagines

Zayn: Vacation

Y/n's P.O.V.

"Zayn," I said, sipping on my glass of refreshing lemonade, "do you wanna do more than just lay around in our hotel room all day?", the room was silent for a few seconds. Here's the gist, Zayn and I were on a small vacation for our anniversary. Since our anniversary was in the Summer time, he decided on visiting the Bahamas. I was so excited for watching the beautiful sunset together, drinking mimosas on the beach, a couple's spa day, a nice date night, you name it. But it turns out that I wasn't getting any of that sooner or later, well at least that's what I was thinking. I took another sip of my lemonade, waiting for an answer. I cleared my throat, " Zayn?", he looked up from his cellphone, "Yeah, babe?", I rolled my eyes, annoyed at his ignorance, " I asked if you wanted to do something fun today." "This is fun honey. Look, were enjoying the silence, there's a perfect view of the beach, and the fridge is loade-" " Zayn. I want to get out of the hotel room, not stay in it all day.". I gave him my pouty face that he could never resist. "...fine, but it better be something fu-" "Oh my gosh! I was thinking first we could go to the spa and then to the new art museum, and maybe I'll get my hair braided on the bea-" "Whoa, whoa, whoa.", I looked up at Zayn with a confused look on my face, " What?" "What? Well the thing is, you said do something 'fun', remember?", he said, lifting am eyebrow. I crossed my arms, " Yes, is that not fun?", Zayn looked away from me, ignoring my question. "You know what," I huffed, "what do you wanna do, honey? It is our anniversary.", Zayn snapped his head towards me, a cheeky smile placed of his face, " Okay, I was thinking a boat, maybe some mimosas?". Although I was supposedly upset about Zayn picking our day activity, his idea wasn't all that disturbing. It didn't include staying in all day and having sex, so I was in on it. "Okay, what reward do I get if I allow this?", I questioned smartly. The smile on Zayn's face quickly faded, then he thought for a moment, " Hmmm," he hummed for a moment, then he snapped, "you can wear that new bad ass bikini you bought last week.". His suggestion wasn't actually that bad. I had bought a sexy bikini last week and Zayn wouldn't let me wear it anywhere outside the house, but now was my chance. " You have a deal, Mr. Malik.", I agreed, shaking his hand for truce. "Good."

Epilogue:

About 2 hours later, you and Zayn were now on your privately owned, largely made canoe, drifting off in the crystal clear, baby blue water. It was the most romantic scene you'd ever witnessed. "Zayn.", you asked, setting down your mimosa, " Yeah, honey?" "This idea wasn't as as bad as I had pictured.", you say cheekily. " I'll take that as a compliment," he giggled, "and may I say, you look very stunning in that bikini of yours.", you blushed a bit, " Why thank you, Zayn.". You crawled over to him, relaxing in his arms. "I love you, y/n." "I love you to, Zayn.".